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The maids reassured me with a smile, as they said that it’s gonna be okay. After hours of exhausting training, Damien and his parents entered the training grounds; and the very first thing that caught their eye was the sight of me pulling the gun’s trigger, and ended up shooting next to the bull’s eye. They looked at me with amusement, and soon after, Damien walked closer to me with a proud look on his face. “Not bad,” he smirked. I looked back at him, as I smiled. Damien’s eyes were fixed on me; not a second of turning away. We’re like lovers who hold the most genuine feelings towards each other. A model having an affair with one of the strongest mafia bosses in the world. What could be pos

Ruby sits next to Hector and Ash sits next to Ruby. Hector goes to speak with them when the double doors open and everyone stands and bows. The queen enters wearing a big, puffy pink gown. She sits, then everyone else sits. Iris sits by Rex. The servants come to the table, pour drinks and place a salad down in front of every person at the table. The table is quiet as everyone eats their salads. Hector finds it tastes odd to him, but chokes it down for appearances. Once everyone is done, the servants clear away the dishes.

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

Young master Part8 At the mini park, Jeremy Mose and Esmeralda meet Diana Catwalk. "Esmeralda," said Diana Catwalk. Esmeralda turned. "Wow, Diana." Esemeralda stood up, and they embraced. "Who are you with?" Diana asked, stretching her arms. "Jeremy, introduce me, this is Diana, my old college friend. And Diana, introduce me to my husband, Jeremy Mose." "Husband?" Diana was dumbfounded and scanned all over Jeremy's modest appearance.

×Jamie× "Don't step on that!" Higan yelled and hit his fist on the arm of the chair in frustration after my character stepped on a landmine and exploded into pieces. "I tried my best," I said, looking down at him from the couch. "Yeah, you did." He reached out and stroked my hair before standing up from the carpet. "Are you having fun?" "Yeah, but it would be even better if I was actually winning." "Well, you won the racing game that we were playing earlier."

Gem spits while standing beside mom who is shaking "Haahaa oh yeah we can see you need breaking in, well don't worry cheery pie there's plenty of us whos willing to oblige, and as for this chocolate muffin," he says nodding to mom "well i don't usually like them older but Mmmmm i think ill have a bite of this one",

ADAM The wedding preparation was quite hectic. My siblings had arrived from Duniya to help with the preparations. My mother, that had vowed never to step foot on the island, came. I was quite surprised to see her. She wasn't happy with my decision to marry from the island, but when she met Binta, her attitude towards the wedding changed. Binta had always surprised me with the way she was able to quickly charm people. My sister Maryam was the only exception as she was a great supporter of Laila. She felt Binta wasn't polished enough to be a member of our family. What surprised me the most was even after I had told Maryam what Laila did, she still supported her. She defended her actions by poi

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

Camila The taste of cold lemonade filled my tastebuds as I gazed over the beach. It has only been a week since we've been in Italy, and it wasn't all that bad. Elijah wasn't a total scum as I thought, but I will never let my guard down. He's a Camorra, I never trust one, except Mira, you can't not trust Mira, she's one in a million and will most definitely fight for your trust.

The two times that I had gone to the bar in the company of several colleagues, he had been there, of course talking and laughing with Eva and going to her office on business and both times, I had left after 10 minutes, and since then I hadn’t gone to that place anymore. Of course, it wasn't just in there, no, of course not. Last week I went out to eat with several women from the company at a popular Japanese restaurant two blocks from Be productive, when I turned my gaze to a corner and met with amused feminine eyes, while her companion smiled at her really comfortable. Yes. I’m talking about Mark and Jessica. Jessica the bitch. The only thing missing was her tail and her barking. The nigiri