Poppy Playtime Ocs Novels & Stories

Since it's getting impossible for you to do it, Fenrir yells at me. I drag both hands down my face, breathing ragged, sweat dripping from my face, on to the polished floor. The intercom crackles, breaking me out of my thoughts. “Commander…” The manager's voice, tired and nervous, trying desperately to sound professional. “The Omega Center has sent the first tier of selections,” she flips some pages. “These are the highest-rated Omegas from the provinces. Their scented palates are being cycled through the ventilation now.” I go still, then the vents hiss as the incoming scents flow into the room. Lilacs, honey, warmth, and sweetness. Perfect, but not him.

She handed the pass to me. I thanked her and checked to see i was the 26th contestant on stand. "Wow. I think we are going to be waiting here for sometime." Mom said and I nodded. "These shoe are killing me already." I said trying to get rid of it. "I will get your slippers. You can wear that for now and when you go in, you put on the heels." Mom said and I nodded. "Thanks Mom." I said and she walked away while Alec was still busy on his video games.

I half-joke, but only half, this bitch owes me for not warning me about the fifty sit-ups you do for 'warm up'. "Yeah alright bossy. You'll love this place you can get all sorts of things done. But I've booked us in for a couple of treatments that I think we will both enjoy" Poppy smiles as she pulls out of the parking lot and begins to drive through the inner city streets. "So what do I have to look forward to then?" I ask as she heads for the motorway. I was warned that it was a nearly one hour drive out of the city so we've got a lot of time to catch up.

“Now crawl to every guy here and introduce yourself properly. Tell them your rule.” There were only three other men in the room with him. I got down on my hands and knees and crawled slowly and seductively across the floor, swaying my hips and arching my back to look as slutty as possible. I stopped in front of the first man. “My name is Poppy,” I said softly, looking up into his eyes. “I love cock, cum, and being fucked. Use me anyway you want, so long as you don’t tell my husband.”

'He misses us as much as we miss him. "Oh, K-Kiki... I was j-just about to wake you up. But you are up already." Poppy forced a nervous laugh while her grandma quickly went out of sight. "What time is it?" I looked around while Poppy rushed to close the windows. "Almost six." Her voice was as shaky as her hands. "Leave them open. I like the sound of the ocean." "B-but you told me last week you were scared of that sound, of crashing waves and rumbling skies. And how can you hear the ocean? I don't hear it... at all? Um..." She kept looking at the sky. "Kiki..."

he said, his pen tapping a file. I cut him off, my hands slamming his desk, my voice sharp, my eyes locking on his. “I’m sorry, sir but I have something more important to say,” I said, my heart racing, my recorder hidden. “There will be a syndicate hit tonight at the pier 19, there will be a shipment of millions in product. I want us to take them down.” Giveon’s eyes widened, his hands clasping, his voice cautious but hooked. “Are you sure?” he said, his pen stilling, his gaze searching.

I will sway you and make you fall for me so I can reap your money and make you submit to me. Looks like the King of Playboys is back from vacation and ready for a new hunt… *Playboy Theo had an evil smirk on his face ass he stepped out of the building to go get some coffee* *Well… things just got more interesting. See you in the next chapter!*

I hear Lesha say with a grin on her face as she watches us. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Ms.Ox, I promise not to keep her out too late." I say as I hold out my hand to shake hers. Her grandmother looks down at my hands without moving at all, and I start to feel uncomfortable and slightly awkward. She looks straight in my eyes with a serious expression on her face. "I expect her to be back here no later than 11pm and I am choosing to trust you with her safety, so if anything happens to her, you'll have me to deal with." Ms.Ox says sternly as she extends her hand and grips mine with a lot of strength that wasn't expected at all.

Dante stood beside me, hands in his pockets, looking almost sheepish. "Is this okay?" "It's perfect." "Marco suggested it. Said we should turn the place where everything went wrong into something good." I leaned into his side. "Marco is smarter than both of us." "Don't tell him that. His ego is already unbearable." I looked around at the bright walls, the new windows, the teenagers playing basketball in the back lot. This was the future. Not blood and secrets and whispered threats, but something open. Something honest. "You've changed," I said.

I'm the one who should be saying sorry. I looked at him, genuinely taken aback. In ten years, this was the first time Declan had ever apologized to me. He really had changed. It was just that now, everything between us had already changed too. "You paid $30 million for the bracelet, so you had every right to do whatever you wanted with it. Since you've chosen to give it back, I'll consider it a debt. I'll transfer the $30 million to you tomorrow." "Don't." Declan's voice was hoarse and urgent. "Wren, please don't treat me like a stranger."