Mattholomule X Gus Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Nobody is comfortable showering with...someone like him.” Jaxon stepped forward right then, moving closer to Matt. He broadened his shoulder so he looked even bigger than Matt who was pretty much the biggest guy on our team in terms of body weight and muscle mass. “Explain. What do you mean ‘someone like him’? What is different about Noah now? Did he suddenly grow tentacles?” Matt scowled and muttered something that sounded like "Fags" under his breath but he quickly covered it up with a cough when Jaxon requested him to repeat it.

His dominance was intimidating. "I am Alpha Cullen Steiner of the Good Ole Boys Pack." He said, folding his arms over his chest. "I understand you saw my mate." "Ah, fuck were dead!" Jacob said through their pack bond. Cullen could tell by the blank that they were talking. "I only need to know what it is you saw. As you can imagine, my mate is rather important to me." He reached out to Aaron. "They smell very young. Do we know who they are?"

Why do I feel nervous to hear the bad news? “Well, the bad news is that… The person who helping her right now is none other than the one and only grandson of Ruiz’s pack~” Matthew sing the last words and laugh, “I think there is really something with that woman, Knight. She brought something between the two pack to fight again.”

And Matthias has every reason to exaggerate. "His favourite position is fucking you from behind," glossy lips states proudly, flicking her hair back over her shoulder. "For you maybe," Gemstones laughs. "He liked looking at my face." Glossy lips frowns, readjusting as she glares at the side of her friends face. I resist the urge to giggle at their desire to outdo each other. "And he has a tattoo above his cock," she adds. "Yeah it looks like a..." The two exchange wary glances."Heart—"

Sitting at the far corner of our room was a pale, slender guy with sunken eyes, blowing puffs of smoke from the rolled-up substance dangling from his fingers. “I’d rather bask in the freedom of not knowing than enslave myself with the burden of Salvador’s rules…” He punctuated his words of wisdom with a smile before taking a long drag of his smoke. “And that’s Gus, he’s a sorcerer…and a little off his marbles but he’s a really cool dude.” Clyde’s voice interrupt my thoughts and he handed Narin a weird-looking drink. “Trust me, it tastes better than it looks,” Clyde assured us, taking a seat on the rug next to me. The demigod was so close to me that I could see the imprints of his runic tatto

Jax continued, his voice laced with contempt, "Bastard's tough, showed up to school the next day, covered in grime. Discovered he'd been found buried in a big pile of rubbish that morning." Gus snickered. "Luckily, we'd made holes for his nose; otherwise, he'd be dead." Chelsea felt a wave of nausea. How could they speak so casually about tormenting Arc? The table fell silent, the atmosphere thick with tension. Jeremy's gaze locked onto Chelsea, a searching flickering in his eyes. Gus continued, "We weren't evil enough to kill him, no matter how much we wanted to." Chelsea's disgust boiled over. "You're all monsters," he whispered, his voice trembling.

Gus stomped his staff on the ground again and it levitated Eugene. "Hey... What are you doing??" Eugene asked out of panic. "I'm done with you, I was just using you" Gus said and smiled "Wh.... What.... Whh...." Eugene said and tried to use his powers. "You see, you have no powers, you were simply tapping from mine!" Gus replied and threw Eugene off the cliff. I looked at Gus with disgust. "I repeat, release them" I repeated and Gus laughed, taking a step closer to me. "You die!!!" Hera snarled and charged at Gus who stood still and pointed his staff at him. He shot Hera with a powerful dark plasma ball witch sent him flying meters back. I rushed to check him and I realized I lost him, Hera

“Let me go! I have to check on my family—my mom, my dad, my little sister!” “Stop struggling and listen to me!” Zak growls, dropping his alpha tone. Gus stiffens, his body fighting the command before finally sagging against the seat. “If this is the work of the Riding Hoods, we can’t go in blindly,” Zak says, turning to me. “Brandon will go.” “You won’t let me go, but you’ll send your mate?” Gus yells. Zak snarls, and Gus flinches. “My mate’s Goddess gift will keep him safe.”

Koven said confidently while caressing his pretty face. Matthew hit him on the head at this point and said, “That’s enough. Stop wasting time and search for Linus Gusman right now. I’ll make sure it’s well worth your time.” Koven rolled his eyes when Matthew hit him, but he did not dare say anything about it. However, he excitedly made a search when Matthew promised to reward him. “Linus Gusman…” Koven searched while mumbling the name. He clicked on the search button, and the website went to work.

It was a blistering day, the saloon totally empty except for Lippy. Xavier, who had a taste for fish, had gone off to the river to see if he could catch any. Lorena was sitting at a table, practicing one or two card tricks Jake had taught her, when who should walk in but Gus. His shirt was as wet from sweat as if he’d been underwater a week, and even his hatband was sweated through. He went around behind the bar, got himself a bottle and brought it over to the table, grinning a big grin despite the heat.