Ramblin Wreck 소설 & 이야기

For such peace and tranquility, the house of Wulnar paid a huge price, the former general Wulnar gave his life, and the current war general lost his health. Lora was located at the intersection of Barma alley and Olive Street, in the prosperous area of ​​Shanti. Before Carra reached the door, she heard a loud noise in the store. "Bold, youre so bold!" Audrey's sharp and arrogant voice came into Carra's ears from far away. Carra frowned, why was it her again! This girl was not at ease wherever she was. Carra walked into the store and saw Audrey glaring angrily at the current shopkeeper, Hawley.

🌸 Author’s Note – Thank You From the Bottom of My Heart 🌸 I woke up this morning to see that Wreck Me Quietly had been added to 12 readers' libraries overnight. Twelve. That might not sound like much to some people, but to me… it’s everything.

"If you pee again and it gets on me Randy, I won't think twice before burning you alive myself." "I-m s-so-so-sor." I cut him off. "Shut up." I seethed. "Who started the rerunning of the trafficking syndicate?" "Christopher Lambey." "In the Columbian affiliate?" I pressed further. "Y-yes." "Good." I demanded. "Give me my whip." "B-but d-don." "Shut. the. fuck. up, Randy." I bellowed. I loosened my tie and undid a few buttons raising my whip to the back I struck it forth making him scream in pure agony. That was what I liked, enjoying the screams of the foolish people who thought they could dare to cross me.

Edward felt as if air had left his lungs. Stumbling backward, he roughly rubbed his hands over his eyes and then gazed again at the mattress. The stain was still there, dry and red, screaming her innocence which he snatched yesterday. His stomach began to churn into uncomfortable knots, hands beginning to sweat. "Fuck" He cursed in his think accent, brushing his hand through his messed hair. The severity of the sin he committed was beginning to sink in, making indefinite remorse to fill his veins.

THE REBEL" ..................................................... The End ......................................................

She wasn't so lucky about the truck. Bryce was always doing something to jeopardize their safety. Before this incident he had broke into a liquor store and tried to steal the ATM. He was shot at, but managed to get away. Now Rosalyn was stuck living in their travel trailer in someone's backyard trying to figure out what to do. She was a temp working as a dishwasher. She had applied at every supervisor position available, went to several interviews but nothing came from them. She started remembering again.