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Then back at her. Absolutely not. Harry was my younger cousin. Twenty-three. Rich, reckless, and had the attention span of a goldfish. He’d been kicked out of two colleges for fighting, and last I heard he was “investing” in crypto by day and racing motorcycles by night. He flirted with anything that breathed and left a trail of crying girls behind him. And Shula, my Shula, who blushed at the word ‘virgin’, was practically vibrating at the sound of his name.

For a moment, I want to consider what the consequences actually are, when suddenly he parts away and then walks away from me, so steadily so smoothly, as though nothing sparked between us just now. Or maybe I am hallucinating. **** Get over this asshole’s thought, he is an evil man, a pure evil. In my mind, I tell myself, who knows if that devil will hear me. Can’t take a chance on that. I am lying on my bed doing nothing but fantasizing Baron when my phone beeps and there I see a text from Harry. Harry is the captain of the hockey team at my school. He’s super popular, a total Chad, and usually dates girls who look like they’re going to become the head of their sorority when they head off t

I asked him sweetly, crossing my legs as well as my arms over my chest and nudging him as he gently pushed me away. "Replying to fans, so don't bother me." I pouted at his reply, running a hand through my hair before I rested my head on his shoulder with a sigh. "I'm hungry." I whispered so only Harry can hear. "Lorien said she's-" I gasped just as Harry started screaming, I immediately covered his mouth with my small hands.

ARIA I had an odd and disturbing dream. It was nothing like my terrifying vision of Tyrion and me, but it still left my heart wildly pounding and my body tense. In my dream, I was merely an observer. I saw two little, smiling girls, and somehow I knew that it was Harriet and her sister. Harriet had her brown hair tied in a cute ponytail while her red-haired sister's hair was braided. They both wore similar dark-gray dresses with long sleeves, resembling the long robes the coven witches had. They were running through a flowery meadow. Then, they stopped to spin around among the flowers. At one moment, a butterfly sat on Harriet's finger. Harmony tried to touch it, but the butterfly flew away.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

Hester was fast asleep when Harry hacked into her phone, his fingers flying over the keyboard. “What are you writing?” I whispered. He grinned. “An apology.” I watched as he typed a post from her account: "I want to sincerely apologize for the false pictures of Sienna Brooks. I acted out of jealousy and malice, and I deeply regret it. Sienna is a wonderful woman who deserves respect, and I hope people can forgive me for what I did." I snorted. “Too nice.” Harry chuckled. “Alright, how about this?” He tweaked it slightly before hitting Post. Once it was done, I moved out Harry, taking one final glance at Hester with contentment flowing through me and then I and Harry ran out, chuckling in chi

“Harry, what are you doing here, I asked the dashingly handsome boy walking towards me. “Hey, how are you doing?” “I'm fine,” I said with a smile, somehow the way I felt about Harry had changed. I saw him more as a friend than a potential lover now. I can't believe he came to look for me in my house like Harry is the dream of every girl, there have been rumors that even the Almighty Bella used magic to cast a spell on him. “I heard some rumors,” “About what?” “People are looking for you” “I don't understand, who?”

I keep running my fingers through my hair, wondering if I'll ever find happiness, even barely close to one Nero made me feel. A bitter chuckle leaves my lips when I imagine how pleased my father will look when I crawl back like the spineless bitch he thinks I am. I can hear his voice at the back of my mind, taunting me of how stupid I am to give myself to a man who couldn't bother to care. From now on, my life will be a fucking nightmare, but I suppose that might be what I deserve after allowing myself to sink in the fairytale I tried to create into my reality.

Helena "I don't like this position..." I whisper shyly, looking back over my shoulder at Harry behind me. "Really? You don't know that. It's your first time," Harry smiles mischievously. "Don't be afraid. This way my cock will reach deep inside your pussy, right to that spot you love having me press against. You just need to relax and leave everything to me." Far too embarrassed to complain any further, my lips fill with moans as Harry once again pushes his hard erection into my pussy, while all I can do is grip the grass beneath me with all my strength.

“But keep in mind, honey... this is a young virgin here. He won't last long, will you Harry? Especially not after you've had two girls sucking your cock today. A stepmother and daughter combo? That only happens in comically bad p**n films, doesn't it? Lucky little boy...” “I'm a believer now!” Harry gushed, putting his hands onto the back of Gwen's head to drive his cock in farther. She gagged instantly. Coughing slightly. “Dude, Harry what the fuck!” She spat, wiping down her mouth. “You trying to impale me on this fucking lamp post?!”