Poppixie Amore Novelas e Histórias

Amaris “Ugh,” I groan as I land on the dark gray mat covering the floor of the gym within the training grounds. “Come on, Princess,” Zach goads, knowing that I absolutely hate that nickname. “If you can’t stay on your feet while fighting me, how do you plan to take on our enemies, or any other threat?” “Fuck you!” I snarl as I flip, landing back on my feet and immediately charging him, launching into a roundhouse kick, barely holding back a laugh as he drops to the floor with a groan of his own.

“What song do you feel like listening to? She asked in a happy voice. “Well, just pause yours and insert your ear phone into my mobile phone.” I scrolled down my music playlist until I saw a love song by Mohombi, titled: Match Made In Heaven. When the song started playing, I knew it was time to go for the kill. A. J. Baby was thrilled by the song, and didn’t even realize when I came closer and kissed her passionately. She was so captivated by Mohombi’s voice and said nothing until the song was over. “Pierre… what just happened?” “I don’t know… I’m sorry if…”

I said, sweetly. “Hello,” he said in a voice just above a whisper. “You wore me out,” I whined, “and I’m a little sore.” “I have some pain reliever for you,” he offered. “I’m tired of being so loopy,” I complained. “It’s just a strong dose of Ibuprophen,” he assured me. “I dreamt that you took me away to a warm, tropical place,” I said, sheepishly, as I sat up and took the pills he offered. “We made love on the sand.”

Un rire sans joie s'échappe de ses lèvres. -Et quoi, les putes non pas droit à l'amour? s'enquit-elle la voix tremblante. -Non, on ne peut pas être amoureuse. L'amour n'est pas fait pour nous. -Tout le monde a le droit d'être amoureux. argumente-t-elle. -Il y a une exception à chaque règle. Ses iris se baignent dans un océan de larme qu'elle essaie de retenir de couler. Kelly lui caresse tendrement les cheveux pour la consoler.

He is your priority, your passion and your everything. This is the kind of love that every girl or woman wants. That deep and selfless love. Be it a working woman or your normal day girl--at some point in your life, you do dream of that selfless love. And my dream came to life in form of Akshay. Our relationship started with abhor and it turned to amour. My Akshay- My Amour. {}

Then I asked slowly, “Hey are you married?” He raised an eyebrow asking me to continue, so I did, "I'm Sienna, nice to meet you. I'm Sienna, officially left with nothing, I just left everything now. Plus you look like you are in need of cash, I have talent and a job to make money, I just need a marriage certificate. Meetings like this are rare, especially for someone like me, and you look like someone who would give a heartache to my Uncle, which is exactly what I'm planning right now.

"Did you see how big it is?" Zeke nodded. Amy moved close to him then. "It's bigger than yours," she said, sliding her hand down the front of his pants. "Isn't it?" He groaned as Kelly watched her hand begin to pump up and down. The blonde minx leaned in close and licked Zeke's neck for a second, her hand still pumping up and down. "Can you imagine what that magnificent cock would do to my tight little pussy? Can you imagine how many fucking orgasms that perfect dick could give me?"

Elias asked, his voice low and warm. Kate shook her head, her eyes sweeping across the valley where the pack gathered in the open clearing. Pups tumbled and chased one another in joyful abandon, their laughter carrying like ripples on a still pond. Among the young wolves was a little silver-furred pup with bright amber eyes, darting after a butterfly with endless curiosity. Kate’s heart ached with hope. “She’s the future,” Kate said softly, a tender smile touching her lips. The pup’s name — Lyria — was a symbol of everything they had fought to protect. Born under the crescent moon, her presence was a beacon of new beginnings and renewed strength.

Oliver embraced his daughter, repeating some comforting words, but what started with just a few tears quickly turned into an extremely painful sob, not only for Eloá but also for me, and I'm sure for Oliver as well. "Two days pass quickly, sweetie!" I tried to sound enthusiastic. "And when you come back, I'll make your favorite dessert." "Will you make my apple pie?" Her eyes sparkled with excitement, even brighter through the tears that wet them. "Yes, apple pie!" I also knelt down to Eloá's level and hugged her, being embraced by Oliver as well. We managed to console the little one, and after putting her to sleep that night, with just the two of us in Oliver's room, it was time for us to f

Her dark brown curly hair cascaded down, making her as hot as ever. Lily: What? You guys are betraying me. I'm changing my outfit. Emy: What? No, girl! I was just kidding. Yours is also hot! Lily's legs were revealed in her outfit, along with her flat stomach. She wore a matching pink crop top and mini skirt, with a black crop jacket layered over it. She rarely dressed like this, but if this was what it meant to be "hot," she embraced it. After a moment, Lily sat at her dressing table, touching up her makeup to achieve the perfect look. Her makeup was simple, accentuating her already beautiful facial features. As she finished, she grabbed her favorite perfume, ready to spray one last time, w