Sei Pazzo Novels & Stories

“I heard some rumors of you roaming quarters where you shouldn’t be. Is this what you normally wear out? My heart was in my mouth in seconds, but I smiled to hide the terror. Did someone see me going into that sex club? “Well France is a big country, your sources have to be more specific.” She laughed, “And so is Chile, I see that your stay must’ve been great, you are glowing. Is that from the sun or a hotblooded Chilean hunk?” “I guess you’d have to pay your sources handsomely to get that scoop, Celia.” I winked at her. I was proud of my flary showmanship and so was dad based on the chipper grin on his face behind the cameraman.

Sean could not hold it in and suddenly spat out the tea he had just drunk, spraying it onto Kezia Wiguna's hand. "Sorry, sorry." Sean immediately took a tissue and wiped Kezia Wiguna's hand. "Brother Sean, are our words really that funny?" Riswan looked at Sean with some displeasure. Satrio's expression also turned ugly. Was Sean laughing at him? "Sorry, I suddenly remembered a joke just now," Sean said with a laugh. "Hmph." Satrio snorted and ignored Sean. "Satrio, are you exaggerating? How could there possibly be someone that amazing? The police must have rushed over and killed all the robbers together, right?" Cassie said skeptically.

Killian said to me. We were one, so it was clear that he understood my mind and my worries. He understood that I did not feel alright seeing our Priya scared of us. But I frowned. ‘Are you trying to say that she's scared of only me, and you aren't the problem?’. I demanded. ‘Who knows? If I were the one in control right now, I would not be as slow as you. I would have promised her the world by now, and showed her that the way I treated her was completely different from the way I treated those baboons’.

Terrifying is… not the word I'd choose. "He's not terrifying," I say carefully. Maisie snorts from the sofa. "That man could intimidate a tank." Maisie Campbell is Scottish in the purest sense: blunt, loud, and permanently unimpressed with the universe. "You've met him?" I ask. "Lab orientation last year. He looked at our entire group like we were badly constructed bridges." Priya collapses onto the couch dramatically. "I heard he's thirty." "Thirty-one," Maisie corrects.

“Do we have anyone yet?” “Nope,” Sebastian replied. “What are these?” I asked, genuinely curious. “None of your damn business,” Sebastian snapped, not even looking at me. “I wasn’t fucking speaking to you,” I shot back immediately. He was supposed to be nice to me after what I saw earlier. What the fuck was his problem? Enzo glanced between us but didn’t interfere right away. He set the packet down and leaned back in his chair. “They’re called Happy Pills,” he explained. “One pill and your wildest fantasy becomes reality. At least for a few hours.”

Sean stuttered, "M-Mr. Hoffis, d-did I mess up this morning? Or did you just wake up on the wrong side of the bed?" Elio's voice resembled a blast from an ice cellar, sending chills down the spine. "Sean, why did you send me an adult film last night? Are you trying to get yourself fired?" Sean started to sweat profusely. He gulped and anxiously explained, "M-Mr. Hoffis, I sent it because you requested a romantic animated movie.

Jack asked hopefully. - There is one way to get to the coast of the Hawaiian Islands. There is a user named Charon, who delivers everyone illegally to the coast of Hawaii for an unknown amount of money. The amount of money is negotiated with him on the spot, so no one knows how much money he will help you fulfill this dream, " said Peter. – But there's something odd about this case – almost no one came back!" But the one who came back almost always went crazy… "It can't be!" I'm sure all these illegal lucky people have been drinking beer at home for a long time! Jack said confidently. – Do you know how to contact him?"

"I know you are not interested in her. Lulu is a good girl. Be nice the day you push her away, please." Ragazzo does not know what he is talking about. Santo, on the other hand, continues to stare at me. His jaws are clenched, and he squints at me. "Tutta questa cosa è una stronzata (This whole thing is a piece of shit) And, you know it Elio." "Elio," Matteo calls to me. "Santo, what is wrong with Elio?" he asks when he realizes I am still silent. My heart and mind have never been so aligned. I start to hope, and that is not in my nature.