Perfect Catch Novels & Stories

What is certain is that they are happy, happy because they have finally arrived at the final search point and they have found a partner that fits their respective criteria. [][][]

replied the boss to him furiously. Joshua smiled at him, he gave the dice to the boss, “,Roll the dice, it’s your turn first” then then boss rolled the dice. He listened carefully every moves of the dice. When he actually pretty sure that the dice stop rolling at the perfect score he opened the bowl and he got double six and single five. “shit! Why I’ve missed again!” he gritted his teeth and look angry because he didn’t perfectly got the perfect score.

I'm going to get soaked, but that's fine because I have spare clothes in my locker. I was about to take a step away from the waiting shed when my wrist was grabbed by a firm hand. My mouth hung open in shock and bewilderment. His manly odor rapidly infiltrated my nose. His gorgeous brown eyes locked on mine. My wrist felt warm in his calloused and rough grasp. When I saw how much this guy resembled a Greek god, my jaw split open once more! His hair was dark brown and perfectly coiffed, and he had a high and pointed nose with sharp cheekbones chiseled down to his flinty jaw, which appeared to be sculpted and trimmed to perfection.

They started moving again and he paid more attention to how Sebastian was moving and picked up the pattern and was able to match it. They came to a stop and it was smooth this time. Sebastian smiled at him. “You’ve picked it up now.” Edward was pleased with his own progress, but he knew it was only the beginning. They were just doing simple steps with no music involved. “Well done,” Bernadette said. “Do you feel ready to add a twirl?” Edward nodded. He was feeling a little better now. Or he was until Sebastian twirled him. It caught him off guard and he caught sight of a smirk on his boyfriend’s face. Edward forced Sebastian into a twirl to pay him back.

''Can you handle me? "Can we cut this shit and get to it?'' "Fine. Come here, pull my pants down and have a taste." Chance demanded, leaning his lower body forward. Kristoff backed away a bit. "Now there Chance, I'm never one to-" Chance grabbed onto Kristoff's head, cutting him off. “It’s either you suck my cock, or forget about ever having a chance with me." A groan escaped Kristoff's lips. "It's all in the name."

Which kind of made the corner of my mouth tip up. They take their kick and it's wide. Now it's defense. The ball is punted and the opposing team goes in for the toss. The catcher grabs the ball and runs. Sarah jumps to tackle, but he's a solid kid and she bounces off him. He barely falters. She gets up and runs at him again. Lunging at his ankles, grabbing them and making him fall on his face. Not the greatest play, but it worked. He dropped the ball.

I had no idea how to actually make it go away except to wait it out. You need your mate to touch you. I froze. What? Aetrix growled in annoyance. You heard me. You need your mate to touch you. That's how you make it go away, he mumbled. The idea of Thayne touching me made the tingling disappear instantly. Suddenly all I could think of were hands everywhere, these weren't Thayne's though. These belonged to grown men and they did much more than hit me. They were rogues that smelled like blood and ash. Tendrils of fear crept into my mind and anxiety gripped my stomach tight.

Making it to lose its extreme speed and can easily caught by Gilbert, though its strong impact is still painful. “Player 4 catches the ball. Class Sage are now the thrower.” Everyone in Class Steorra was surprised that Gilbert managed to catch Lance's throw. Especially the person himself, it took him quite a shocked. “It's alright Lance, you have such amazing skills. And they had just a skillful player too. So, let's just catch the ball in next round and win this game.” Glazy said while smiling warmly at him. Glazy is the most beautiful and gentle person in their class. Her voice, eyes, smile, and aura were so warm and soothing. Everything around her are sparkling with gentleness. She's a gi

Catching it, she called his name and throws the ball at him. Keith caught the ball with his two hands and he did not hesitate to shoot the ball again. One second left and the ball made a circular motion on the ring. Before the huge bell chimes, the ball dropped inside the ring and the screen behind it shows the exact points they needed to get the prize. Keith really made it. "Mr. Protagonist!"

I was still trying to understand what he meant by "final" All of a sudden, True shifted, took control of me and rolled out of the way. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Saving your life, idiot". She retorted." What are you trying to do? Get yourself killed?" "What are you..." But then I saw what had just happened. I'd totally forgotten about Marshall. The wolf who'd won the first round while I won the second. I had made a huge error. A fatal mistake that if not for True would have cost me my life.