Request Box Novels & Stories

’ Silvercloud sighed. “My apologies for interrupting Alpha. But I just got home and we have a problem.’ I sighed. ‘We or you have a problem?’ Alpha questioned. ‘Both? Someone left a box on my doorstep addressed to my mate. No return address. No postage. No scent.’ I outlined the problem.

WHy DiDnT HE SEnd Me A FRIEND REQUEST! *****************

Trishia fixed herself and excitedly strode to open the door but to her dismay, it was not Bill who she was expecting to come back by this time. “What’s that?” Trishia asked pointing to a very huge white box with a pink ribbon wrapped on it. Her eyes widened in excitement realizing that it was Bill’s gift for her for their wedding. “Mr. Sky ordered to deliver this box to his house.” The man with a black suit answered directly.

But before the door could close, Tony rushed forward with a small brown box in his hand. “Wait!” He shouted as he ran forward. Lucian pressed the stop button until Tony reached them and panted but he smiled through his labored breath, “Good afternoon, this came for Miss Ashford.” “What is it?” Lucian asked, the box looked odd to him. It wasn't very big but it had no label of where it came from. “Thank you, Tony,” Amara reached forward to take the box but Lucian stopped her, “We first need to check what's inside. After those messages you received, I don't think it's safe.”

His eyes that can make you go crazy as they are very seductive and sexy! "Okay, let's start this. How are you, guys?" he started talking and moved away a little from the screen to show us what he was wearing. Many people were already throwing him 'surprise boxes' even though he wasn't really starting what he should do. Surprise boxes are like tip to the creator or to 'Effers' as what they call to them in this website. You can buy 50 surprise boxes for one dollar. I can already see a lot of people sending him minimum of one hundred surprise boxes to three hundred. I also saw two users sent him five hundred.

All eyes turned to the boy and immediately pretended not to know what was going on. Iris turned to look at everyone, seeing that everyone was concentrating on their work. Iris stood up on her hands. Brushing both palms, patting the body. The pants were a little dirty dot, now spread a large several times hole. Iris bent down to pick up the plastic box with a few fat worms inside. Iris opened the lid of the box, reached in, and counted, there was no shortage of one. Satisfied, smiled, closed the box. The surrounding people didn’t need to pretend. Applause like firecrackers, praising Iris "so good", "so brave."

Getting out of the box not even realize someone was in the room with me when I look up to see fucking Tyler, just staring at me like he saw a ghost, which is somewhat true at this point. " Well are you going to say something ... " I said standing in a large box with vemon lace in my voice When he didn't say anything Shiva didn't appreciate it either let out a low growl to get his attention. He jumps a little and reacted and finally turned and left the room without saying anything and thank goodness he did because we didn't like the vibes he gave us. Going back to the kitchen looking at the time it was five o'clock afternoon deciding to stay late just to make sure any more help is needed. Bac

--Don't make angry face it look like Monkey. I turn my head saw a wrapped square size box. I frowned reading the message but also exited see what he got for me. I got up and went towardsthe bed and pick up the box. There was a another sticky note was stick in the box. It says- 'I know it. You'll only pick up this box. O god what will i do with this clumsy girl?? Dumbo pick up the card. And just don't check the card and open the box. P.s.-- Don't frown i know now you'll look like a witch.'

His voice is low, rough around the edges, the kind that would rumble against my ear if he leaned in close enough. I swallow. “Yeah. That’s me.” His gaze flicks down, just for a second—but it’s enough. The way his dark eye lingers on the hem of my shirt, the way my nipples tighten under the thin cotton like he’s already touched them. My skin prickles, heat pooling between my thighs. Fuck. I’m not wearing a bra. I wasn’t expecting this. He holds out a small, discreet box. The return address is familiar, Pink Petal Pleasures, the boutique I ordered from last night after two glasses of wine and a particularly frustrating video call with my vibrator collection.

In the underground boxing world, that button meant only one thing—no matter how high anyone else bid, I would raise it without limit until I won ownership of the fighter. In the end, I spent an astronomical ten million dollars to buy Eloise's contract. When the bodyguards brought the bloodied Eloise before me, she didn't even bother looking at me. She casually wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and sized me up with unconcealed contempt and ridicule. "You want to keep me as your little pet?" Eloise asked with a cold, disdainful laugh. "Fine. But I have conditions. "First, I want the best penthouse apartment downtown with the best view in the city. Second, I want ten thousand dollars