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Pig Slop? My One Move Crushed Them
call it a "poor person's meal"
"Today's meal is a six-dollar cheese sandwich and a one-dollar hard-boiled egg from the snack shop down the road. Super cost-saving today!"
"Excuse me, but I'm better than you. I spent only four bucks on cheese croissants today!"
"That's enough, you both! I feel like I'm hallucinating the five-cheese lasagna we used to get from the hotel lunches back then…"
Right under the last comment was a sticker emoji of a crying face.
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Triple Temptations: Mated To The Hot Triad Kings
Over 200 million years of history unfurls before her eyes as she learned about the intricate hierarchy and the rich tapestry of their past.
The next chapter of her discovery unveiled the resurgent werecats, a species once thought to be extinct. The enigmatic presence preserving their existence amidst the brink of oblivion was the revelation of Alpha King Blaze Neptune Hunter's transformation into a Tiger form in the fateful year of 1983. He stands as the solitary living werecat, holding the potential to safeguard their ancestral bloodline.
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Summoning Kitten.
I assure him, we deal with the whole species, we know what to do with them.
"She's not potty trained, I never bothered to train her, she drinks warm, only warm not hot bottles before bedtime, she loves her stuffy more than most people in hell. She also has every demon in my kingdom running away when they see her," Lucifer says, so small? So dependent?
"Give us a month, the little one would be so attached to us, she won't even go to you," I say with a smirk hoping to win her heart soon.
"She's a kitten, her ears and tail need special attention, imagine her a puppy that's going to take a thousand years to grow up," he says, and I nod, having a little one for so long would be a dream come true.
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Global Unity {Revamped}
Blakk’s group & the Shane Gang fire their slugs & ghouls towards each other.
As I continued to run I looked to my left to see Ghouls while on my right slugs Eli & Dr. Blakk were surprised to see an unknown inkling running & dodging both slugs & ghouls with a flowish motion similar to parkourers do. Then I jump somersault into the air looking at the ground and put my Dharkonis Ghoul & Galeemis Slug named Nightmare & Daybreak in my blasters then I pointed the Nightmare at Dr. Blakk while Daybreak at the Shane Gang and shouted “Checkmate!!” Then I fired the blasters at the same time Nightmare & Daybreak reached their slug velocity mode and hit their targets with pinpoint accuracy blinding both
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luigis little cat
Persons of Negrito descent were viewed as being outside the social order as they usually lived in tribes outside the colony and resisted conversion to Christianity.
This legal system of racial classification based on patrilineal descent had no parallel anywhere in the Spanish-ruled colonies in the Americas. In general, a son born of a sangley male and an indio or mestizo de sangley female was classified as mestizo de sangley; all subsequent male descendants were mestizos de sangley regardless of whether they married an India or a mestiza de sangley. A daughter born in such a manner, however, acquired the legal classification of her husband, i.e., she became an India if she married an indio b
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Kat Call
I reign in my shock at the expensive art hanging up, not really paying attention to where I am walking.
Then I am colliding head on with what felt like a wall of granite. I glance up and look straight into the same smoky grey eyes that lurked in every corner of my dreams last night.
Um. What. My brain is short-circuiting.
“Wha— um. What?”
Eloquent, Kat.
He raises his eyebrows, clearly amused at my discombobulation. And, shit, I am staring. I open my mouth to try again, but nothing comes out.
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After the Downfall
Kat had assured me he was okay, but I knew I wouldn’t feel better until I saw him for myself.
Luckily, Kat continued, solving my problem for me without me even having to bring it up as she revealed, “Slade is putting Saint through the ringer today for his rookie mistake. No way should that scout have been able to take him down, but he let himself get distracted. My mate will make sure it never happens again.”
She’d finished her pronouncement gleefully, and my nerves increased tenfold with the joy she exuded at the expense of someone else’s suffering, though I couldn’t say her reasoning wasn’t justified.
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TO DENY A LUNA
she asked again, her tone insistent, confusion written all over her face.
I exhaled, glancing once more at the woman relishing her meal, and forced myself to answer. “Because those ones are cooked,” I said, though a trace of disgust slipped into my voice despite my attempt at calm. “They’re considered a delicacy.”
“Gross! Who would ever eat a slug?” Kael blurted, his tone sharp with disbelief. He plucked another snail from the damp grass, holding it between two fingers as if it might explode. The creature began to wiggle out of its shell, and Kael yelped, dropping it at once. He pulled a face so dramatic that I couldn’t stop a soft laugh from escaping me, the tension in my chest easing for t
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STYGIAN
Derek Stygian’s stripper's club was bathed in a deep red light. The kind that makes everything look darker than it really was. Shadows moved along the walls as slow music played through hidden speakers, the bass low and steady like a heartbeat.
The air felt hot with sin, heavy with smokes of their cigarettes, filled with sweat of the male strippers and the tables were filled with expensive alcohol.
Not everyone in the city was allowed into Stygian's secret cult. Only those who are ready to sell their soul for discretion are allowed in.
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Ragdoll
This is new, no one ever did that to her, and she didn't know his tongue in her belly button could make her feel that good.
He rubs his long index finger on her core and slowly enters two of his fingers in her. She arches her back, squeezing her eyes shut. His fingers easily slide in and out of her because of her wetness. He stares up at her while finger fucking her entrance, making her beg and squirm underneath him. "Look at me while I make you cum with just my fingers you little slut." He groans through gritted teeth moving his fingers faster in her, while rubbing circles on the bundle of nerve with his thumb. She looks at him moaning his name, feeling the familiar knot build up in the pit
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Sydney Stanford is the heart and soul of 'Saint Anything', and honestly, she’s one of those characters who feels like a friend by the end of the book. She’s quiet but observant, carrying this weight of guilt because of her older brother’s mistakes, which shapes so much of her journey. What I love about her is how real she feels—she’s not some over-the-top heroine but someone navigating family drama, school, and finding her place. The way she bonds with the Chatham family, especially Layla and Mac, gives the story this warmth that contrasts her struggles at home.
Diving deeper, Sydney’s growth is subtle but powerful. She starts off almost invisible in her own life, overshadowed by her brother’s mess, but slowly learns to stand up for herself. Her relationship with her mom is painfully relatable—full of tension but also love. And Mac? He’s this steady presence who sees her in a way no one else does. The book’s strength lies in how Sydney’s quiet resilience mirrors real teenage struggles, making her unforgettable.
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