Novel & Cerita Overwhelming By Jon Bellion

Stepping out from the Benz, he looked at the glowing female god inside it for a moment before entering his black car his obsession increasing, Sophie watched the black car drove off before taking in a breath and resting her head on the car headrest. Inside Jo;el's car the driver said "My lord you smell of sex..., a house of beauty sex smell?, and this bloodline is so pure and trancing" the voice said in an excited way, Jo;el chuckled and looked at the position the driver is "Did you like the smell on my body?" he asked and the voice replied hastily "Yes my lord, it smell so good" and breathed in as if he wanted to get all the scent for himself, Jo;el chuckled again "If not for your strong Sk

Amidst his laughter, I could hear him drawing deep, ragged breaths. “Are you feeling good?” Bellamy asked quietly, his voice a low murmur. “We shouldn’t let death come between us.” His words chilled me, a dark promise lingering in the air. “I’ll track you down, and Gray and Jonah will be right behind. Yeah, we’ll all be there. You’re someone who holds a special place in the eyes of the Goddess.”

As he walked towards mum, he stopped, turned around and told me that I better start thinking of more exciting things to do to please his customers tomorrow and bring him more money or else it's the end of the road for Jacob. As I cleaned myself up, I kept repeating the words, "YOU ARE STRONGER THAN THIS BELLATRIX WILLOW, YOU TOTALLY GOT THIS! YOU ARE GETTING OUT OF HERE WITH JACOB TONIGHT!!!" I wrapped some cloth over my bruises and taped up as much as I could around my sore stomach, sides, and chest areas. I could hear mum screaming Mason's name as he was pounding into her. Tip toeing, I snuck out. Once I was outside, I zipped up my old black hoodie and covered up my head. Even though I was

"Get out of my sight. You are infuriating me way too much at the moment." Jonas walked out of the office and let out a shaky breath. Last night had been a disaster for him and merely thinking about everything made the hair on the back of his neck stand. He had not succeeded in bringing Mireille to Mark. He had lost twenty six men. He had blown his cover. He had made himself a greater enemy of Dante Romano but even worse than all of this was the fact that he had lost Belinda. She had seen him killing, she had seen him threaten the life of her best friend. He needed no one to tell him that Belinda would be harbouring hatred for him in her heart but he was sure that she was safe.