Pinjar Novels & Stories

They both got out of the car, and enter the ice cream shop ( Female worker) Hello, how may I help you today? ( Amy) Can I have oreo ice cream, please? (Female worker) And you sir? (Riley) Chocolate, please. He paid the cashier and they sat down to enjoy their treat. So, this must be your first time at the ice cream shop? Amy smiled at him and shook to the side, it's not my first here she said, with a sad expression. I can here with my mom once when I was 6 years old. It's been a while I set my foot here. she said while licking her ice cream.

"Man, you rogues are dumb as shit. Jaxon, get the girl while I teach these dicks a lesson in how to treat a lady." From behind Parker, Jaxon sprinted forward while Gavin raced to meet them from the back. Their pack giant, Parker, lashed out at the thug wielding the needle, but instead of moving away from the swing, the rogue stood there and took it, the force of it propelling him into a heap on the ground at Bailey's feet.

“Please make your payment, sir.” Javier had already registered to have a banking card long ago for convenience purposes. He handed it directly to the attendant. “You can swipe this without needing a PIN code.” Gigi was laughing at the top of her lungs. “You’re the stupidest poser I’ve ever seen! I’ve never seen a bank card successfully paying up $1,500,000 without having to enter their PIN code! You f*cking poor sh*t, how could you possibly have the courage to declare that you’re going to pay $1,500,000 when you don’t even have such basic knowledge? Are you sure that card isn’t fake? Haha!”

I click the message bubble and the conversation opens. It reads: YOU’RE GETTING TOO CLOSE TO STERLING. STAY AWAY FROM HIM! HE’S DANGEROUS!!

I need hairpin! Iginala ko ang paningin sa paligid pero wala akong makita. Eh paano naman siya magkakaroon ng hairpin rito, e lalaki siyang tao! Napalatak nalang ako habang nag-iisip ng pwedeng pang-unlock ng posas. Argh! Bwiset! Wala akong maisip! Gago!

Nang naring nila ang kanyang reklamo, natawa silang lahat. Sa unang kagat ng partner niya, nagulat din ito. "Ang laki nga!" "Jumbo apple po yan ha, hahaha " paalala ng emcee, nang may mapansin siya. "Ayyyyy ang daya ng pair number 3, bat iisa lang ang kumakain? Dapat dalawa kayo! Sige madidisqualified kayo pag ganyan." Banta niya.

WRONG NUMBER “Shit!” Arielle Lawson cursed under her breath as her bag slipped off the bar counter, spilling its entire contents across the floor for the uninterested crowd of Midnight Halo Lounge, Manhattan to see. She stared at the mess absentmindedly through her increasingly blurry vision, wondering how she was supposed to gather whatever remained of her dignity. A part of her knew that if she stood up too quickly, she’d land face-first on the cold, filthy tiled floor. Her legs were already betraying her, softened by whisky and regret.

"Ma'am, for a purchase of this... magnitude, we would need to verify funds." [Ding!] [Alert: Implicit Financial Doubt detected. Target: Sales Associate. Degree: Moderate.] [Deposit: 10,000 THB credited to your account.] "By all means," Pim said, leaning back. "Take your time." The associate scurried away, her high heels clicking rapidly. Chalida stared at Pim, her mouth slightly agape. "Where did you get that card? And that money? You're playing some kind of sick game."

He chuckled at the action. He lifted himself up a bit and pulled out his wallet. “The pin is 4 2 2 1,” he said, handing me a black card. “I'll join you in a minute.” “Or you could just stay in and watch the debit messages come in” I pouted, battling my lashes. “I want to see you try out the dresses” He said planting a soft kiss on my lips. “have I told you how extremely hot you look in this dress”

The attacker jerked my head back by my hair, hard. Somehow, my fingers closed around the purse strap. I dragged it towards me. The zipper! My trembling fingers found the head, pulled it down. I put my hand inside, past crumpled tissues, loose change. There it was! The cool, smooth metal of the pin. I grabbed it, fisted it tight. With the last shred of strength I had, I drove the sharp end of the pin straight down, deep into the thick muscle of the arm pinning me.