Poppy Playtime 1170 Novels & Stories

“Ash, look. Rest assured, I’m so proud of you and how well you guys played. If I’m going to lose to anyone, I’m glad it’s you.” I bite the inside of my cheek, still feeling a boatload of nerves coming off of me in waves. “Are you positive?” My brother laughs. “Yes, dumbass! Now, change the call to video. The girls want to say hi to their favorite uncle.” I don’t think twice, as it’s been a few weeks since I’ve seen AJ’s kids and his wife. The first thing I see is his oldest daughter, Payton. I laugh, the six-year-old waving her hands at me.

She even licked and bite my nipples, making me moaned her name. "Arms up baby, let me play with you. Have you ever been played Allen?" Her voice was raspy, her breath fanned my ear. Her tits were flat to my chest making groaned. I had never wanted to be fuck so bad in my thirty five years of living. She took my wrists and wrapped my silk tie on it, she was straddling me. Her pink perky nipples teased my face, making me let out another moan. "Lou baby, just do me alre..." she shut me up by kissing me hard, we were panting when she let me go.

Ayla Sanderson's POV When Shane Norton brought our son, David Norton, home, I was curled up on the sofa, watching television. In the past, I would have rushed over immediately to get his slippers and kiss David's little face. Today, I did not move. "Why didn't you come and kiss me today, Mom?" "Ayla, why didn't you bring me my slippers?" I adjusted the volume of the television. "I don't have time." Shane put on his slippers and left David waiting for me to serve him.

He asked hopefully. “Strawberry chocolate cake.” Lucy giggled. “Sweet!”. He beamed. “What time?”. “Seven pm.” Lucy replied. “I’ll be there”. He promised. “You’re such a girl Andrei.” Anna teased.

There was no time to make him dinner. Still, I nodded. I could change my flight to 10 p.m. and let that meal be my last goodbye.

For the first time, I was truly proud of the sparkling girl staring back at me. Thank you, Lucia. Thank you for fighting for your future. Suddenly, my phone started vibrating nonstop. Several texts from unknown numbers popped up at the same time. "Lucia, it's me, Scott. You said a real relationship needs a grand confession. A breakup deserves a proper goodbye too, right? Today's my birthday. Can you come see me, just once? I'll wait for you here, for as long as it takes." He left the address. It was our high school's sports field.

Every person who had underestimated me. I smiled, a cold, dangerous smile. They won’t see me coming. And then my phone buzzed, an unknown number. “Tonight, the first move begins,” a text read. I looked up, heart racing. The city lights outside reflected in my window, painting streaks of red and gold. Adrian was right. This was war. And I was already in it. The thought made my pulse race, fear, excitement, and something else I didn’t dare name. I was no longer just Nora Vaughn, the obedient daughter. I was a player. And Adrian Cole… he was both my ally and my storm.

"I'm going to have this baby. I'll just have to...figure it out." Roxy grinned broadly. "Then I'm going to be an Auntie for real!" The following Friday, Poppy tucked her bag into her locker in the back of Cuppa Joe and tied a black apron around her waist. It was the end of her first week, and she found that she enjoyed the atmosphere of the place. While she'd assumed she'd be working early mornings, for her first week, she'd been given evening hours. Of the five days she'd worked so far, live music had been scheduled for three of them. Patrons tended to be laid-back, ordering their lattes and baked goods while relaxing to folksy coffee house music played on acoustic guitars by local mus

I am the Dawn, and I am meeting my past today not as Paige, the girl Greg manipulated… but as Paige, the woman he never had the power to break. There’s a soft knock at the door, and before anyone can answer, Poppy pushes the door open with a groan that sounds like she’s dying. “I swear,” she mutters, stomping inside, “if you ever wake me up before the sun again, Paige, I’m moving back to the university and living off instant noodles.” Leo follows behind her, annoyingly bright-eyed for someone who probably slept less than four hours. “Morning,” he says cheerfully. Poppy glares at him. “Do not speak to them like the day has started. It hasn’t.”

♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️ >>> LUCY POV <<< It was nighttime in the city, but some people were still scuttling around —It was 6:29 PM. Meanwhile, in a well-known bar in the city... Some people are inside the bar and hip-hop music was screeching in the atmosphere. I was sitting on a chair and Poppy was seating opposite me and we were both having a few discussions with each other, while at the same time having two bottles of vodka drinks together.