Modest Novels & Stories

Kiran said, exasperatedly. “No, he’s good. I gave him a Karambit,” Levi said, effectively changing the subject. “Shit, really? You just gave him one?” Kiran asked him. “You didn’t give me one for three years.” Levi laughed. “He’s a fast learner.” “Stop avoiding the subject. What’s he talking about?” Kiran asked him, his face serious once again. “This and that. He likes Fresno,” Levi said. “I was afraid he would. What’s he doing for money?” Kiran asked him.

The lady moaned in pain swearing under her breathe, she stood up brushing off her dress. "What's your problem dude, you couldn't see or what?" Alex blinked, completely taken aback. "Uh, excuse me missus, you ran into me. I was on my own riding peacefully and you Mrs-let-me-bump-into-innocent-guys-riding-bicycle just ran into me! So that question should be directed at..." The words in his mouth froze when he looked at her. "Oh my, you're really beautiful." "Why thank you Mister," She said sarcastically eyeing him, then turned to walk away.

After trying different outfits, I settled for my puma classics black and pink tracksuit with black and white vans. Nadine tried taking permission from the boss man so that she could leave early and join me in going to see Jam Timi but unfortunately for her, and fortunately for me he refused to let her leave early. Not that I didn’t want Nadine to come along but It was my first meeting and I was trying to get him to agree to an interview with me and not piss him off. I’m not trying to say taking Nadine will piss him off but I know my Girl and she easily gets offended. I was just trying to avoid a situation where things will go beyond my control and then I end up missing my opportunity to writ

She questions, her voice sounding unsure. "Yeah, okay." He repeats, smirking at her, then did the unexpected. He unzipped his trouser, raised his a$$ a little bit, then he pulled his trouser and his boxer down to his knees. "What are you doing." Alexia asked him. "What do you think?." Aaron retorts, stroking his d!ck with his hand. Alexia gulps down distracted by his huge d!ck, "If you want to masturbate then I suggest you go do it somewhere else, in your room to be precise." She stuttered, her eyes not leaving his dick.

Just asking" she raises her hand in surrender. Just then Zion walks into the cafeteria. Just the sight of him send chills down my spine. He is dressed in a plain black T-shirt, black jeans and a black jacket. The T-shirt does very little to cover his ripped arm muscles and his flat,six pack tummy. I raise my head to look at his face and I find him looking at me with a mocking expression. I turn red all over my face with the realisation that he found me checking him out. He smirks and starts walking towards me. Wait,why is he walking towards this table?!!.

v. I turn to look at everyone who all still have their eyes glued to the t.v., everyone seems to be taking this way too seriously, its miles away so it doesn't exactly affect us, I smile to myself, what this lot need is a good show, I look to Acre beside me and notice he's already watching me with a twinkle in his eyes "what you thinking bro?" he mind links me "I think they are taking this way too seriously" "my thoughts exactly, what you got in mind?"

The sound of clicking could be heard in the background. Behind the brown mahogany desk sat a man typing furiously on the desktop. The man is Alexandro De Marco. An important and very well known businessman in the business world. The owner of De Marco incorporated. He is handsome, smart, cunning, cold, calculating and sexy as hell. He is known to be a Devil in the world, in short he is a force to reckon with. Women throw themselves at his feet and wish to be by his side and men want to be him. But he's cold demeanor would make you run for the hills.

Warm regards, Michy Himyz ;)

He always smirks when he watches me lose myself. He flips my dress up, exposing the delicate underwear I chose for today, and smiles. "Beautiful. Sexy. Perfect," he says slowly and confidently as his warm hands grasp the sides of my panties. He gently slides them down my legs while lowering his body to the floor, and I tip my head back. His words and actions are like a warm calming blanket. He knows everything my mind and body craves. My self-esteem issues don't exist around Modok. He makes me feel like I am good enough and I deserve love just by being me.

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "I hope you're right."