Passing Novels & Stories

The video showed surveillance footage of an office, where only three people were present—Jerry, Monica, and the travel pass reviewer. Jerry stared at the paper in his hand, clearly fuming. It was the travel pass I'd submitted. The reviewer kept talking nervously, his face apologetic as he lowered his head. With a sharp motion, Jerry slammed the travel pass down on the desk. Two minutes and 15 seconds later, Jerry finally waved the reviewer off. The reviewer let out a relieved sigh and hurried away. Monica stood beside Jerry, handing him a cup of coffee with a tight smile. His arm shot out, knocking the cup to the floor, and she stumbled back, startled.

POV. Eric Lafallete. After talking to my mates and reassuring them, especially Isabella, I get up from the ground and begin to walk towards where Peter is, who is calling me from afar. The firefighters have almost extinguished all the fire that was spreading at the entrance, so they have given us the pass to approach the complex. “Alpha, do you copy me?” It's the bomb squad leader who's communicating via mental link. “Yes, I copy you.” I spoke.

It was a simple directive, but it carried weight: *Move to Phase Two. The watcher’s lips curved into a small, almost imperceptible smile. Things were progressing faster than expected, but that was just fine. They thrived in uncertainty, in the rush of high-stakes moves. The game was heating up, and it was time to put more pieces into play.

I then turned my attention to talk to the people at the table. “Okay, everyone,” I started standing and tapping my glass. “I want to go ahead and give these to my bridal party,” I stated, passing the little brown boxes around. “And I want to give this to my maid of honor,” I stated, handing Kaileeh the brown gift bag.

Model Perfect's schedule calls me. I delete my messages with Arlo and change his name on my phone to Anna. If Hunter sees another girl's name on my phone, he won't get suspicious. Maybe it's dishonest, but it's better than getting slapped in the face again. The red mark from yesterday is still there. It's a little red mark, with a dull ache that only my jaw can sense.

Aiden's powerful arms held so much control over the ball and he made a fifty yard spiral pass look easy. My hand slides down my abdomen and moves between my legs. I use the other hand to massage my breasts and pinch my nipples. In my mind, my tongue travels across Aiden's throat and moves down to his chest. My fingers work faster, I pinch a little harder, and an orgasm rockets through me. Damn.

Blue was frightened, 🤭🤭😂 Red: 😂 I can't believe it. 😡😡 I hate you! Scarlet: Pink is the initiator of that Onee-chan. Pink !!!!! Black: Oopss, Imma head out. Black offline Black! You can't even head out! You are part of it! 😤😤 Pink: You are not loyal! Scarlet! 😥 Scarlet: Sorry 🥺 Red: Yes 🙄🙄 You're a traitor. Pink offline Red offline Where is Violet? Scarlet: Uhm Onee-chan, she goes to Paris. After she startled you and left immediately saying vamanos Paris, adios. 😅😅

Maze's "Gab! C'mon! You can't be like this! Haven't you learned your lesson?" Mark and I were waiting for Top outside the bar when we heard Mike scolding a drunk Gab. Kevin and Mike are helping each other to carry him as he is too drunk that he can't even walk properly and just keeps on muttering incoherent words. I looked at Mark and he seemed worried but not about Gab but Mike. I can see Mike and Kevin having a hard time carrying him as he was a big guy.

She walked on the pavement. She was staring back at the road to see any cab. But the road looked empty. A red sports car stopped. The windows were tinted. For a few seconds, she couldn't pluck her eyes from it. She gasped at the beauty of it. Although, there were a lot of splendid cars on NY roads. But it looked special for a special person, " Wait! Barbie, I'll drop you. It's not safe to walk on the roadside in the middle of the night. " Matteo said, stepping out of his red sports car.

She passed around the piece of paper to all four shareholder in the conference room, she was about taking her seat when Uncle Tony's voice stopped her. I had already been looking at his face and the moment he looked at the paper I could see the confusion on it and the others too. "Ava what is this"? He asked gesturing to the paper, of course Ava didn't know what was in it, or at least she thought she did. "It's the clause for the new policies uncle" she said nonchalantly "No Ava this is not the clause for the new policies, this says here 'how to be responsible" Uncle Tony said looking at the paper again and the others just nodded in agreement.