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] The gorgeous girl glanced back at him as they stopped stepping, and replied, "Kingdom Saobar is known as the most complete collection of books kingdom since we have all the types of books," Zaykee nodded as he answered, "Ohh," "Then, what is the most famous book you have?" He added. "The Sacred Book of Truths," She answered as she stares at the road to he surroundings. "Ohh, what is that book?" Zaykee acted as if this is the first time he heard of it.

Xavier danced with me as he picked out little conversations which I keep zoning out barely able to keep myself awake. I felt an unfamiliar tingling piling up in my guts. Oh shit! “Lyra” I hear Sage call out my heart dropping at the way his tune sounded. Sage slips his hands through my waist drawing me to him possesively, like I was his price jewel he didn’t want to lose. His action made my back crash to his dominating figure, as his grip gutted tighter on my waist, urging me to bite on my lower lip. “Get to the car” he mumbled to my hearing while he sent glares at Xavier.

so much so that he decided to get off from John’s back of comfortability and skipped ahead in front of everyone else to where Orb was to ask… Naraja: “Soooo~ Orb what exactly is the “Red Book Of Memories”, is it a book that holds all kinds of secret cool awesome powers in it, huh~?” Orb: “Access Denied.” Naraja: “What the--! Oh! Now you wanna say something else besides “Would you like to keep going”. Tell me what the hell the “Red Book Of Memories” is like, pretty please~ with a cherry on top~?” Orb: “Access. Denied.”

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There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

Oliver “What?” Sarah asked, looking back at me. “Your ass got me all worked up. I want to rub my dick against it.” “What? Seriously?” “Oh yeah. You’ve got the nicest ass I’ve ever seen. Just let me slide my dick against you. You’ll like it, I promise.” “Oh….I guess, if you want, but you can’t put it inside of me.”

was all Hiroshi responded, his face still stricken with confusion. Nana mentally sighed. See, even Hiroshi, who is infamously known to be a super geek and a certified otaku, doesn't believe in those kinds of things. Who would on their right mind would believe her anyway. "Why are you asking me this all of a sudden?" Hiroshi quicky added, his eyebrows now knitted together. Miyazaki Nana decided that it is best to drop the matter already and went to pick up her controller to her side to avoid having eye contact with the guy seated right nest to her.

She held out a clean towel because sometimes agency looks like domesticity. Susan exhaled. “I asked for ASIO,” she said. “I got… you.” “You got both,” Sonja said. “Sit.” Susan sat. She looked smaller and more dangerous that way. “You were going to tell them everything about PX-5,” Sonja said, non-question. “I was going to tell someone,” Susan said. “ASIS declared me dead for a reason.” “You were working off-books,” Sonja said, reading posture as well as words. “Somebody needed the work done without the paperwork.”

S smiled at us. "Perfect! I will see you ladies tomorrow. Sally, bring old clothes or a coverall to wear. We tend to get messy in here" Mr. S said as he took the notepad and walked into his office with a wave. "Thank you!" Sally called. "Bye Mr. S" I yelled and I grabbed my stuff. I didn't bother taking my coveralls off. They didn't get too much oil on them and I was in a rush. POV Finn

When he felt satisfied with my vague answers about family and home life he then started asking me about books I liked to read. Without fail, Jayce asked question after question. What was my favorite color, favorite flower, and favorite sport. I was so caught up in answering his questions that it never occurred to me to be vague about the last question. Once he asked about my favorite sport I found myself laughing while giving him the answer before I could stop myself. “Well, if you want me to answer you honestly then don’t be offended when I tell you football isn’t my favorite.” He smiled and confessed he was not offended in the least. Then he surprised me further when he said, “I already kn