Mecojo Ami Hermana Borracha Novels & Stories

"I am still going to have you." "I would rather die than even touch you. You are crazy." "You do not mean it; you know we had something special." "Amber, the only special we had together was the special edition whiskey we drank." Just when I thought that this woman couldn't get any crazier, I was wrong. Maybe I should have known that crossing a psycho bitch would come and bite me in the ass one day. "I am surprised that you even remember my name." "It is not every day I throw a woman out."

Jojo had a can of orange juice in front of her, since the doctor had warned her about consuming alcohol while pregnant. Deep down, she wished she could drown herself in glasses of champagne, she needed all of it to calm the voices in her head. All the screams that jabbed at her, the invisible fingers that poked her eyes, telling her she would not be able to cope, reminding her of all the times life had turned out to be hell for her. Jojo observed all her friends - including Mel - with slight envy. She wished she could get as wasted as them, throw her head back, and say whatever words slipped out of her tongue.

She looked like she was enjoying herself way too much. “Rica! Come here!” Summer shouted and as I turned to them I couldn't help but laugh out loud to see Ami standing on the ledge in the wall and gripping the wall lamp above her head. “What is she doing?” I asked. “I am getting ready for my Duke to whip me, it’s been too long...” Ami answered ignoring Gianna’s scandalized gasp. “Since, I got pregnant he had been too soft, doesn’t even spank me.” She ended on a sad note, looking like she was about to cry.

Chapter 1 "Two shots of tequila." Amelia looked up to see a brown haired guy man with beard leaning on the table, obviously drunk. "Sure." She smiled at him before taking a bottle of tequila, pouring the liquid into two cups. "Here, that's your drink." He grabbed the cups and walked away, staggering on his steps. "Hey babe!" She turned to see cookie walking to the table with a tray in her hand and a wide smile on her face.

What should i do now ? How is here?? Does Aima wakeup from coma or not ? Thousands of questions were running in my mind I was confused "MICHELE MORRONE " he turned and saying this i ran at the speed of leopard . I ran and ran and ran I hurriedly took the bus and reached home. As I entered home " aa gayi api ap school ke staff ka jeena haram karke" (You again do some naughty stuff with school staff) My stupid brother asked "aa motey tera bhi jeena haram karun" she said while rolling her sleeves up(come fatty i will annoy you also)

"So can I come with you. I mean can I see Amigo. I bet it's pretty cool." "Yeah, maybe some other day," she smiled. "It's pretty late already, the Sisters wouldn't quite appreciate coming home this late with a guy." "Sure, I understand," he replied. "Sisters? Nuns?" "Yeah. Amigo is run by Nuns." "Cool. I'm guessing that's Amigo," he said pointing to a the huge Amigo building. "Yes it is," she replied, her face lit up. "Wow, we've come so far."

So when Axton nails my prostate and bobs his head I let the intense wave hit me, and knock me over. With my mates name on my lips.

“Is Amore the girl who saved my life, the one who looks exactly like mom and the one you are extremely fond of?” “That is the one alright…” I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. Taking it out I look at the caller ID. “Hold on for a second, I need to take this.” I walk a few steps away to answer the call. “Hello, Rick.” “Ciao, Martin. Do you still see me as your amico?” “Of course, stop being a nag, I forgot to tell you about Miano's accident. My mind was consumed with other things.” “Like what? Got yourself a new lady friend… it's about time I thought…”

I Made A Deal with the Devil . Chapter 39: pretty, sweet Amir Roswell . Maybe it was the moment Amir drank so much he couldn't think, couldn't even notice when the glass of vodka mixer in his hand was tinged blue with hard drugs. But Amir knows for sure the night has gone wrong when he has his body pressed against the wall of the night club, and not for hard pleasure.

“ Yes , sir ! “ said the manager . Marc sighed in a tired way as he sat down at the couch next to Massimo . At that moment Matteo came to them as well . “ What has happened here ? “ asked Marc . “ As you can see , my brother is officially out . “ said Marc pointing at Massimo . “ I can see that . Just what happened ? “ said Matteo confused when seeing Massimo like that . “ No idea……Has he ever drank so much before ? “ asked Marc . “ Not really . He had drunk before but this is the first time that I see him drink so much . It’s not even healthy for his body . “ said Matteo with a worried look . Before Marc could say anything , he received a call from madam Carla .