Sans Short Novels & Stories

Scribbling down on my note, I crash into a body, and a hiss slips through my lips as I lift my head to apologize, but the girl I've bumped into doesn't seem to care too much about that with her eyes fixed on Vincent. Staring around us; a crowd has managed to pull, with girls giggling, and pointing to the two men, while the guys watch. Right! I forgot what a legend Vincent is for the students of Westwood, and how insanely hot Sinclair is. I'm sure I would be among this crowd if I wasn't so worried about Ashley. ' Oh my God! He's so hot! ' A girl screams to her circle of friends, pointing to Sinclair without shame, and I roll my eyes, turning to the guys who don't look fazed by the amount of a

“𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝗮 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗰𝘂𝘁. 𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲. 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆, 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲 𝘁𝗼

Dakota replied, "I am too! I think that we are going to have some fun tonight!" Dakota noticed that Shaina was wearing a short jean skirt with a t-shirt that had the word, 'Hottie' spelled out in different coloured sequins. It was also obvious she wasn't wearing a bra. Shaina's nipples were about to cut through the thin t-shirt material. Dakota commented on her attire, saying, "Wow! You do look like a hottie!"

she snapped. "Really? Someone has to?" Summer asked her. "I deserve an explanation as to why my boyfriend is with the new girl," Brittany said. "And you chose to play out a cliché cafeteria scene?” I couldn't help but blurt it out. ”Excuse me?” she said slowly. “You’re excused,“ Six said, looking at his phone. “You don't get to do that to me, Six. We haven’t spoken in two weeks now!” she informed. “I don’t think you grasp the meaning of the words; you’re excused,” he replied. Still not looking at her.

Her caption read: First Saturday in Colorado and I survived! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Back home in Oklahoma, Tony lay in bed in his tiny apartment, the glow of his phone cutting through the darkness. The ping of a notification jolted him. He opened F******k, and there she was—Shortcake, looking happy, surrounded by new faces. She’d only been gone four days, but seeing her like this made it feel like a lifetime. Toby hit the like button, staring at the screen for a moment longer. This is what he wanted for her, right? Happiness. Friends. A life beyond home. He set his phone aside, rolled over, and fina

Though this tidbit didn’t seem to bother her too much; the glorious dick would still grace her mouth for the duration of her attempt. A slender, short girl approached the middle. As luck would have it, her partner turned out to be a tall athletic fellow. Someone you’d imagine was packing a large cannon beneath the small speedo attire. “Oh boy,” Sienna giggled. Paige nudged her shoulder, “Good luck with that one, right!”

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What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

Minus mocked. “I’m good, thanks,” I shot back through clenched teeth. “Alright, Minus, you don’t have to be an asshole, she didn’t ask you to be here, I did,” Uncle Cutter said. “And why exactly is that, Cutter?” Minus snapped. “Hey, shithead! I may be high, but that don’t make me some peace-lovin’ hippie. You’d better stow that fucking attitude before I start rethinking you coming back here.”

Kristin slid around on her stool, her jaw nearly dropping to the floor as she spotted the man who'd entered the pub. Talk about a hot man on the hoof. She guessed his height at about five ten, with neat, short brown hair, a muscular compact body accentuated by the T-shirt stretched across his shoulders and the jeans that emphasized his strong legs. Even in the low light of the bar, she could see he had about a three-day scruff decorating his jaw line, just enough to be sexy and send out a message to her misbehaving hormones.