Penny X Sheepy Novels & Stories

I groaned and sat up, the dyed blue endings of my hair flashing in my eyes. Light blue? Fuck, I must have been heavily drunk when I went to get this at the saloon. I wondered what the senior lecturers at the Academy would say when they saw me strutting in with this. They would probably sneer and murmur as always. My piercings gave them nightmares and I was proud of that fact. It gave me a rush. Banging noises came from outside my walls and my brows quirked in confusion.

Annoyed with herself for not being able to block his presence, she pressed her shaking hands into her lap. ‘If you keep scowling like that, no one will dare come over for a reading.’ Penny, Rachel’s younger sister by five years, plopped down in the overstuffed chair with the grace of a tired puppy. Wearing a loosely woven dress of cobalt-blue cotton trimmed with colorful beads, Penny had completed her outfit by adding half a dozen earrings in each ear and enough bracelets and rings to start her own jewelry store.

“Miss Mandel, I hope you can be more tolerant and not bother with someone who's a little dumb.” Penny snapped, “Who’s dumb?!” Harmonia shook her head gently. Instead of getting angry, she smiled and waved at Penny. “Come play again next time.” Penny felt irritated and was about to say something, but Mac covered her mouth immediately and dragged her away. Penny was a person of loyalty and righteousness. She always spoke her mind directly and straightforwardly, never being ambiguous or tricky. However, it was precisely because of her straightforward nature that she could be easily taken advantage of by malicious individuals.

"And Paula Ray's daughter, Sophie, you should have seen what she was wearing today. Her skirt didn't come halfway to her knees. And she used to be such a sweet little girl. I'm just glad you never let Paige wear anything like that. Pray for her." I kept from rolling my eyes through sheer force of will. "I'll do that. Thanks, Penny, but we need to get going, don't want to be too late." Penny said goodbye and 'nice to meet you' as she smiled a big, fake smile and backed away, looking back and forth between me and Sandy a couple of times before heading down one of the aisles with her basket. "So," Sandy leaned in towards me, "you reckon anyone's ever told her gossip's a sin?"

she said, her voice light and playful as she slid the phone across the table. After that, her gaze drifted to my face for just a second. The room went quiet. Presley didn't think twice before blurting out his answer, "Emotionally stable and low-maintenance." Vivienne laughed right then and there. "That sounds just like me." She threw a casual, fleeting glance in my direction, not bothering to hide the smugness in it. I sat there with my fingers wrapped around my glass, and there wasn't a single emotion stirring inside me. I simply raised my hand to flag down our server.

He stood up, tucking his erection down his leg to conceal it, before making his way back into the clearing. "Wow, mate. You're girlfriend is such as slut!" the red-haired man said, gesturing down to the sobbing Penny who had taken off the bag and was standing up. "She's not my girlfriend and she's not a slut!" Xavier said loyally although he was surprised at just how far Penny had gone to, in a way, preserve her dignity. "Woo! Ok, lover. Whatever you say!" he replied. "Anyway, girl, here's your cut. You can buy yourself a few baubles with that," he continued waving a wad of notes at Penny.

She chuckled between a hiccup "Flawa I'm hic- Panalapeee" She Chuckled even more "Are you a wolf too?" She asked,her voice turning into a low whisper like she was sharing a secret "Are you??" "No, I'm a plant" "Oh," she squinted her eyes "Are there,two of you?" "No" "Then wa do I si two of youuu" She asked squinting her eyes even further "That's cause you're drunk" A loud gasp from Penelope who now looked as shocked as ever was followed after his reply

◇DON POV◇ I opened my eyes slowly and saw a beautiful vision infront of me my lamb is sleeping peacefully on me her little body is completely laying on me her hand around my waist where her head is on my chest and legs are on my legs then why the hell she needs this bed seriously she thinks me as her personal bed but I smiled at her cuteness and caressed her hair she is seriously little treasure of mine how can she be this cute my little baby lamb you fits perfectly in my arms I think it's the better place for you than this nasty world you will be safe in my arms always she is snuggling close in my embrace

Because I love Nutella, and I was going to love her so much. "Okay." Mumbling, he took Papa's lamb and crouched down in front of Nutty. "Nutella, this is Sheepy." Holding the scared lamb tightly like his baby, he introduced the two beautiful creatures to one another. "Sheepy?" Papa and I chimed. "Yes... I looked for mummy sheep, but she was unavailable, so I adopted Sheepy." Chad was serious. "Son, this guy needs a veterinarian. Bandages aren't enough." Papa was concerned. I understand, he's guilty of injuring that poor baby.

It had all the mod-cons and high-end finishes and fixtures, but from the outside, it was just a regular suburban home. “Jonathon Ashby,” Peyton said, sliding onto the stool beside Brian’s friend. They were sitting at the bar in Brian’s man cave. “Baby Sheep,” Jonathon replied with a wink. Peyton rolled her eyes. She didn’t know when he had started calling her that - it was a play on her last name ‘Smith’ and the fact that she was Cassie’s little sister - and it had annoyed her at first, not so much now, though. “So what were you doing at ‘The Dock’ the other night?” she asked as Brian handed her a drink.