Shaggy Ball Z Novels & Stories

"What the...where did it go?" Zayn just smiled mysteriously. "I can't tell you that, it's a secret. But I can show you something else." He reached into his other pocket and pulled out a small red ball. "Watch closely," he said, holding the ball out toward me. "I'm going to make it disappear too." And with a few deft moves, he made the ball vanish into thin air. I couldn't help but laugh, feeling a bit more lighthearted than I had before. "Okay, Zayn, you've got me intrigued."

Fucking ball! I leaned into my black office chair and kicked away from the wooden table. I let out a sigh as I stared up at the silver chandelier that hung from the ceiling. My study was quiet, just like it always was. The only sound coming from the buzz of the air-conditioner as it blew in cool air. I had popped the first two buttons of the black shirt and loosened the band on my jet black hair earlier. I brought my hand up to run through the length of my hair. I might need to trim it, now that this ball's coming up. This is the one thing I wasn't able to stop when I assumed head of the Black Rose. This stupid fucking ball. Ballo del Diavolo. Ballo del Diavolo.

I eyed a pretty sparkling ball that I swore was not there earlier and leaned over to reach for it. "Baby what are." Alexander stopped mid sentence which told me he probably figured it out right away. The ball wasn't what I expected, it was stretchy and probably could bounce. As I inspected the ball my hips were grabbed and I was forced back into Alexanders lap. "You know if you wanted to you could redecorate everything." Zavier said from down the table. It was weird putting a face on the essence. None of the souls were like their Gods. His soul seemed to be exactly like his personality though. He seemed confident.

NOTE: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL SCENES THAT SOME OF YOU MAY FIND DISTURBING. IF YOU ARE NOT OKAY WITH THIS, PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS CHAPTER. READ AT YOUR RISK! ❌⛔🚫❗❗❗❗ ~×~×~×~ Ballo I'm a 21 year old man living the dream. First, I become rich by the time I am nineteen. I own one of the most successful chain of gyms in America. I am now on the run from bad guys just like it was a movie. An Adventure!

“You can finger it or blow it before it touched the beer. If a ball lands in a cup, you much chug it. Lastly, if it bounces, you can swat at it.” “Quit stalling and throw it!” Eva was smiling as she bounced from foot to foot. Thankfully, her perky infected mosquito bites were able to stay in her suit. Bryant was sexy in his own way, but he looked like the Ken version. Shaggy dirty blonde hair with blue eye and probably hot girl fit. “Maybe she is scared.” He whispered loudly. “You got this!” Callie slapped me on the shoulder.

“Who are you scaring off? I'm Lance Von Lumiere, a man who never been defeated. No one stand before me nor standing with the same level as me. To my presence, your just, an ant Zitrey!” Nikka smirked at him and butting in. “Keep dreaming brat. Your just a prince in a small box.” As soon as the referee blows the whistle. Everyone's eyes were fixed to the ball at Zitrey's finger. When its spin stop, every eye watching it widen. The ball on her hand was suddenly vanished. Just then Glazy the queen of Steorra shouted 'Ouch'. She just felt a thing grazes her arm lightly. It's not really that painful yet she shouted out of a reflex. Then just to notice a ball drop behind her, bouncing and rolling

I felt someone looking at me and my eyes landed on the smug grin of, Zavier. Zavier♧ POV I smelled something really nice in the hall before the ballroom, it made my chest rumble. So I follow my nose and see Beta Shawn licking this lady I've never seen before, she made a weird noise! Who was she? "Who are you? I've never seen you before."

I know I must sound like a pig because I am snorting amidst the laughter and then I am crying again. “Are you sure you do not want me to give you another chance to wreck my face?” “As exciting as that sounds, I am afraid that I have to turn it down.” Just then, the dog returns with the ball in its mouth and places it at its master’s feet. “Your dog is cute and terrifying at the same time,” I say, appraising the dog. Malik smiles proudly. “Do you want me to introduce you?” “I will be honoured.” “Gigi, meet Shaggy, my best friend and Shaggy, meet Gigi, a girl I was fortunate to meet some days ago.”

, l giggled out in excitement . With that said , l straddled him in pleasure and honestly l marvelled again at the feeling of his hot turgid flesh man hood inside my juicy filled up p***y. It was so big hard and had a long length that l no doubt felt it hit up on the entrance of my womb but still l rocked on his body and l slowly after lining it up with my entrance , l sank down on it until l felt his balls deep on my ass.

As pain climbed high enough to nearly steal my consciousness, he leaned close and said, "I'm sick of this dance. You're worthless now. Go on and die quietly." I sobbed and begged for an answer. I needed to know why. I needed to know what I had done wrong. He seized my chin and forced my face upward. "Fine," he said. "I'll tell you. The one I truly loved was—" I never heard the rest. I died. The memory of that first life left my hands trembling, but it sharpened my mind. I met the messenger's gaze and steadied my voice. "Tell the Don I fell while practicing a few days ago and scrambled my brain. I hate ballet now."