Sans X Sans Novels & Stories

I knocked on his bedroom door and retreated to the living room to go over his schedule and security details for the day again since he would be taking an hour to get ready for work since he had to exercise too. He came to the living room an hour later and went straight to get his coffee before turning his attention to me. I had wondered why he didn't have servants waiting on him and he had explained that he liked being on his own and that the workers came once a week. Splendid. "Good morning, Miss Davis."I nodded and brought out my iPad. " You would be having a meeting with Mr. Oxford from the Sterling company at eight-thirty at the diners cafe and I already took care of the extra security d

he said again but all he got was a buzz. "Smith, where....." a voice came live from the walkie talkie but was cut short with the buzz sound again. "Major Mark do you copy" he said into the talkie again, he's getting impatient. "I'm out" Austin said switching his SCAR riffle to his GP100 .357 revolver and put a big hole in the head of a female infected . "What's going on Smith?" I asked out of frustration. "The signal is weak" he replied trying to connect Major Mark again.

Xavier looked pissed and plopped on the sofa crossing his arms over his chest. Sahir pulled out the bottle from his mouth and licked his lips. "Happy birthday Xavier" Sahir wished him. "Fuck you!" Xavier snapped at him. "Already fucked up" Sahir lowly muttered, remembering Zoya and his romantic cuddles after looking at Xavier and his girlfriend. "What do you want Sultan?" Xavier asked. Sahir looked at him blankly. "My life," He said with deep emotion in his eyes. That whiskey couldn't help him. Sahir couldn't hold his emotions longer.

Robert asked as he poured me a drink. I downed my drink without responding and poured myself another. Sensing my mood, Robert stayed quiet and just kept drinking with me. "Alright, enough! I'm going to be sick if we keep drinking like this!" Robert finally grabbed my hand to stop me. Through my drunken haze, I looked at him and slurred, "Come on, let's keep going." Robert glared at me. "Hell no! Something's clearly wrong with you today. Spill it. What's bothering you?"

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

Maybe, it is the real me whom I had buried right after Cayden's death saying those things. Xavier burst into our house like a volcano that has just erupted. “Smiths & Sans wants to terminate the contract.” He shouted. He slumped in the couch in the living room like there is a hundred kgs of steel ball weighing on his shoulders. “They can’t do that.” Alex said stomping down the stairs. “We gave them the best deal they can ever have.” “They are searching for one thousand and forty five reasons why they have to. They made up their minds. We can’t do anything now.” Xavier growled, his face is still red with anger.

“Hey, dude, let’s go for a walk,” Sean said, ignoring the mayhem left in the room after the party. Jim didn’t seem to listen, cursing under his breath as he went through the phone menus. “Jimbo.” “Fuck!” “What’s up, man?” Sean grabbed a beer from the minibar on his way to his brother. “I can’t fucking find it! I deleted the DMs by mistake and now I can’t find the fucking number!” “You looking for a phone number?”

So Sane knew that it was really good, and he would really scare his ass off. His breathing was fast and ragged as they entered the pitch black room. He was trying to make sense of his surroundings as he was familiar with the audiovisual room where the booth was being held. He even saw it getting decorated so he was trying to convince himself that he had already seen the place. However, it was pitch black, and he could barely see anything. Sane didn’t want to hold onto anyone, especially Seleen because he was afraid that he’d startle her again, but as the beating of his heart was already becoming unbearable, he grabbed Haniel’s arm instead.

Xain: Bitch Don’t scare me like that again Me: I won’t I am sorry Can we please get back to the list? Xain: Okay So like I said in my previous messages the list is in a crumpled paper and it a bit faded so I cant just snap it to you I have to text it out Me: I read your messages X Just send the list Xain: Fine Just give me a minute the lightning at this bar is not exactly helping matter Me: You don’t say Xain: Someone is been really snappy this evening I can just easily decide to wait till you get back to send you the list

'd using distortion to save that guy's life? Xanne: (Now standing behind Kimora as he noticed something a bit different about the counter and instinctively he pulled his hand back the swung forward, after a moment of feeling his hand connect with to him was a pleasurable situation he heard a quiet scream, then felt a bloodlust that could only be described as murderous) Hey, hey! Now I understand you might be upset about me sampling the goods without payment but I can't even fully see you, just an outline and...(Reaching forward to grab her chest as he speaks) damn you are packing some HEAT under that d-! (Before he can complete the sentence Xanne is sent flying out of the shop with his nose