Puck Me Novels & Stories

One night, Josie climbed into my ward through the window using the pipes. The moment she saw me, she fell to her knees. But I couldn't speak. My body was connected to multiple tubes. The nutrition solution was barely keeping me alive. "Andrew, I was wrong. Can you forgive me? "I'm sorry. I-If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have ended up like this. "I'm about to go to prison. Please let me stay with you a little longer. Even if it's only one day. I'd like to see you a little longer–"

"I know what I heard." "Brooklyn Pierce texted me three times today because I helped her with a calculus problem last week and she wanted to know if I could help her again before her test on Thursday," he said, flatly, no performance in it, just the flat delivery of someone saying a thing they shouldn't have to explain. "That was the conversation. My teammates think it's funny because I spent forty minutes on calculus with someone who failed to mention she already had a tutor, and I wasted the time, and that's the joke. That's all it is." Ava stood with the mat under her arm and looked at him.

she whispered softly, her voice barely carrying across the table. My eyes snapped open. "What on earth, Brea?" I said, catching myself before I shouted, forcing my tone down to a sharp whisper. "You have barely spent any real time with him. You do not even know him that much. Do you have any idea what people call girls who do that with players?" "A puck bunny," she muttered, lowering her eyes to her lap as if she was already regretting her choices. "I swear I did not plan for it to happen. It just happened. We were sitting on his couch, and then he leaned close and started kissing me..."

"Promise me." "I promise. I promise on everything. I promise on this photo. I promise on this trip. I promise on Noah. I promise on us. I promise on our future. I promise on our love. I promise on everything we've been through. I promise on every tear I cried. I promise on every night I missed you." The photo goes back in my wallet. Safe. Hidden. But not hidden from him. Not anymore. Not ever again. Not from the man I love.

Jace's POV ‎ ‎The puck came at me low and fast. Instead of blocking it the right way, I dropped my guard. I let a guy half my speed slam right into me. My shoulder hit the boards hard. The glass rattled. Somebody on the bench swore out loud. ‎ ‎“Whitfield! What the hell was that?” ‎

She looked me up and down carefully as Puck walked back over. "Fuck! I know its all fake but it still makes me pissed. You just let me know when you want to go endgame on these fuckers and I'll be there with the whole crew no charge. You and West may not be in the gang anymore but your still ours and we take care of our own." Puck stated and the rest of the guys agreed. I grinned at Puck, " Thanks, Puck. We better get going." I replied and we all hurried out to the car.

Danny POV I whispered halfheartedly, “I’m number 7 in the Paradise Cove Trailer court.” I leaned back in my seat. Biscuit laid his big block head on my lap as the truck fired up again. I let my eyes close. My mind began whirling, I saw colors all mixed together they kept spinning faster and faster. “Make it stop,” I pleaded. It was making me dizzy. A vortex of faces and voices came out of the whirling colors. I couldn’t see any one in particular, only that there were many. They were crying and scared. Their combined voices got louder and louder until it sounded like howling and I thought my head would split from the sound. Then everything went black and it all stopped.

The moment she saw me she gasped and said. "My god Emily! You are looking stunning. You should wear dresses often. All those kickboxing sessions of yours have really given a very good shape to your body. But your sneakers are spoiling your beauty so remove them." "Mom, It is very difficult for me to walk in those death dealers. I am wearing this dress it is enough. I already don't like showing off my body." I told her and asked her "Mom, where is Puck?" I have named my Puppy as Puck. My mom told me that he is with Richard. Then together we entered the party which was in its full swing. I saw Richard with a handsome man but Puck was nowhere in sight so I went in search for him.

Zephyr’s movement was too fast, too agile, a Strength of level seven could not have kept up. Zephyr was but a b*stard to Puck, how could he have overpowered him? Puck rattled his brain for an answer. Zephyr sent his knee into Puck’s gut once again, causing him to scream in pain.

"That was fоr Rоѕе, lіttlе gіrl. You mаkе me іll. If you ореn уоur bаll washer аgаіn, I wіll gladly brеаk your оthеr thumb, bіtсh. Yоu are nоt family Puke. Assault, Rоbbеrу, Weapons 1ѕt., рluѕ аttеmрtеd kіdnарріng wіll gеt you a mіnіmum 25 tо lіfе in Attіса. I'm ѕurе a рrеttу whіtе boy lіkе you will ѕооn bе ѕоmеbоdу'ѕ whоrе bitch tо bе passed аrоund. Clеаn up уоur mеѕѕ bitch then gо оutѕіdе аnd wait bу thе саr." I mаdе Pukе сlеаn his mess wіth рареr towels аnd Lysol. When hе wаѕ dоnе, instead of wаіtіng, hе drove аwау burnіng rubbеr and lеаvіng his fіаnсé ѕtrаndеd. "Sо muсh fоr truе love, Clаrеttе, thе рunk grаbbеd all оf уоur rіngѕ оff thе tаblе before hе lеft."