Sans Get Dunked On Novels & Stories

I wasn't sure if Chris was too busy taking care of Kaia to see my message or if he simply didn't want to sever our mate bond. Either way, I didn't receive a reply from him all day. Not that I needed his consent. If he refused to show up on the next full moon, Lucian could forcibly reject him on my behalf. The next afternoon, just as I was about to head to the library, I received a message from Drake. "Here's the ski resort's address. See you at 3:00 pm!"

To be honest, his voice is nothing close to good. "Jeez, stop wiggling your butt like that. What's with you?" Keane cocked his hips and folded his arms, "you're no better than I am, are you?" Dante smirked. He stood up and collected the mic Keane. "Watch and learn." The beat to "Get into it, yuh" by Doja cat started. Everyone cheered as Dante took off his suit jacket. ~They say I just got a buck, get into it yuh.

After a full day of deliveries, I smelled terrible. I changed into a fresh set of clothes and headed out to the gym. On the way, I sent Stanley a message on WhatsApp. "Stanley, meet me at the gym. I'll show you how the other half live." He replied, "Alright, Connor. I'll be there shortly." I arrived at the gym soon after, and Stanley was already there.

He glared at me, making us like in a staring match again. “No arguing over dinner,” Dad finally cut us. “Finish your food, Selene,” I scowled at Albert for the last time and concentrated on my food. I was just glad SNS isn’t real in this era, or else my family will be judged and his face will be over the Internet by tomorrow. Sienna was trying to get his attention the entire dinner. As gentleman as he was, he entertained her questions.

You are throwing party for five people, but you got only five bottles of liquor!’ Kumar complained. ‘What are you talking about? I have not made any contract to supply liquor to you filthy animals. You get out of this place,’ Anup did not like the comment and was annoyed with Kumar. Everyone told him to calm down and asked him to think how to get some money to buy more liquor. ‘Anup Bhai, take out the car. We will earn something, and will enjoy all night’ ‘Yes, Anup brother, Surya bhai is right, two rides to Dwarka would help

They both shared the same features except their eye color his was a striking blue while his father's was a dull shade of hazel I told Aunt and Andre I was going to see an old friend of mine and would not be back until later that night "Since when did you have friends" Andre asked looking suspiciously at me " It's an old friend of mine from way back in high school" I replied " You sure you're not just sneaking off to go see some hooker," Andre smirked giving me a sly look, "Leave the poor boy alone," Aunt said smacking him in the back of his head" *And you'll be back before dinner" she said, gesturing to me. "But... "I tried to say,

Part 1 Sienna's heart raced as she scrolled through the countless comments on her screen, her eyes fixated on the one that stood out amongst the rest. "KadeStream: SiennaBunny, stick around after the show, I've got a special treat for you," it read. She couldn't believe it. After months of watching his live streams religiously, obsessing over every tattoo on his chiseled chest, every flex of his powerful muscles, and every filthy word that dripped from his sinful lips, her favorite p**n star was finally acknowledging her existence.

he barked at his assistant, Jude, who had just entered the office. He had told him to get the video taken down from the internet. He didn't want the video to remain online. There was still a possibility that he and Elowen could get back together, and the video being online would become a problem then. "Sir, we are trying to get the video down, but it's hard," Jude said quickly, frightened by his boss's tone. "I don't care how you do it. Get it taken down!" Adrian shouted, his eyes staring sharply at his assistant as if he was the reason the video was online.

He had Italy's top goldsmiths forge a solid gold cross taller than a man. He dropped millions on a private Mediterranean island—naming it after her. For the first time ever, the reclusive Don went public with a social handle: LoveLucy. His first post was a sickly-sweet declaration: [Thank you to the most important woman in my life, Lucy, for giving me my firstborn son. My life is now complete.] The press conference dragged on for three days. Every major family, politician, and business shark filled the hall. Cameras flashed as Vincent posed with Lucy on his arm, all smiles.

I closed my eyes, about to jump off a building, when an ill-timed phone ringtone blared. On the other end of the phone came a voice that I couldn't be more familiar with. It was my own voice. "Don't jump, Jack Sterling."