Poppy Playtime Orphans Novels & Stories

Her life was no longer hers, she'd probably never see her family again and at best, she was going to become a maid who rogues will forced themselves on whenever they like. “Shut the fuck up!” one of the rogues yelled at her and in less than a nanosecond, the whole room was quiet. I know it must be a traumatic experience for the female captives because we’ve all heard the stories of how the rogues force themselves on females and pass them around in celebration. The males have it better because if they train hard and prove themselves useful, they could become trained soldiers in the Feral Park Army.

It didn't seem so bad when she thought about how privileged the baby would be, she never even had the nerve to terminate the pregnancy. She needed to make a decision, and quick. "Ladies, time is wasting. I have too many errands and this soap opera is taking too much of it, where are your things my sweet?", He asked Fernanda as he tapped his rolex. Fernanda's face was so still that heat could not melt it, her stomach was beginning to almost gave up whatever she had for breakfast ealier but she needed to be strong for her unborn child. She started gathering her things without saying a word to Gavin then turned to him and wondered why he was still in their room

I imagined if I checked the websites I’d find the same layout for puppies and for orphans. I knew the drill: prospective adopters would arrive. As soon as they walked in, they would be surrounded by the toddlers, all four of them taking them by the hand and pulling them in to play. The young ones would all look clean, well-fed and happy. The visitors should come at night though because that was when the real action took place. One orphan sucked his thumb like a tired, little animal. Another wet his bed every night or would indeed try to make it to the bathroom while clinging to his inseparable blanket (which made me wonder if Linus of "Peanuts" had ever been an orphan). These were our most u

✧FAITH ZEICAN LEE✧ "It's okay, Poppy. We won't force you to share—" "Daddy used to love me so much," Poppy whispered, causing Mommy to fall silent. Poppy lowered her gaze, fiddling with her fingers. "When I was little... he was always with me. We would always eat together. Whenever I was sick, he would be restless. When I was sad because I missed Mommy, he’d do anything to make me happy. B-But… ever since Mommy Jody brought Chloe to the mansion…" Poppy's voice hitched, "—he stopped paying attention to me. He was always angry with me. He’d always scold me even when I hadn’t… d-done anything wrong. And… from that point on, he stopped calling me his daughter. It was always Chloe. He didn’t want

“Stella, Mommy misses you so much. Where have you been throughout this time? I apologize for only finding you now…” Poppy was shaken by the cry of the person she used to care about so much. Did Carita's words truly come from her heart, or were they a performance? She couldn't understand anymore after they met face to face. “I heard you spent all of your childhood in an orphanage because you were kidnapped. This is my gift for you, Poppy,” Dante said, as if concerned, but his sharp gaze convinced her that this cruel man was hiding something. “Should I start calling you Stella?” He continued with a confused, weak expression.

I just ignore her calls and go about my day, I don’t have time for the bullshit. I heard that Poppie got fired from the temp agency. Word on the street is that she’s been hanging out with Marcus having these ’play parties ’cause she needs money. I also heard she may be strung out as well. If that is true, I really need to find her because she needs to get clean in order to work. It was early in the morning by the time I reached Poppie’s apartment. If she ain’t got a job, then she should be at home, I thought. I walked up the steps and rang her doorbell. I could hear her coming down the stairs to open the door.

"The one with the lowest amount of money is mine... I have being listening while you were talking with Trixie... I knew instantly that you came because of the report!" I nod. "Well, everything Trixie told you is true.. Diane is turning this orphanage into a prison for these pups!" "Please explain what you mean clearly!" She nods and takes a deep breath. "Every pup you see here was once a happy and cheerful pup, but they turned into these puppets about a year ago" She paused and stares at the kids intently.

November let her go roughly and she staggered on Bora, then she got her earpiece. "Go play with toys, I'm not your mate" she said and used the earpiece wire on both of them. "My arm!!" Bora screamed, rubbing it as she shifted back from her. The wire got Poppy's tummy since she's wearing a crop top which has her tummy exposed. "My handbook costs 150 dollars" she said, spreading her palm. "150 dollars!" She yelled and someone else placed the money on her palm. She looked at the guy and her expression changed.