Sharkboy Novelas e Histórias

Bash spat . Storm carried the food tray and dropped it on the floor then moved closer to Bash who in turn moved away. He grabbed Bash’s hands to stop him from running away. He trapped Bash’s jaw between his thumb and index finger and made him look in his eyes. “I know you don’t want to be my boy but how about I become your boyfriend? “ Bash partially narrowed his confused eyes. “What are you talking about?” “Bashir Amor Harvey, I will be your boyfriend—”

“You want to hold her?” Noah's smile faltered slightly, but he nodded, holding out his hands. His jaw was tight, but the smile and the excitement in his eyes was enough to tell me he was enjoying the adrenaline rush of holding an apex predator in his hands. I put the little shark on his outstretched fingers. “How big will she get?” he asked, breathless. “Up to fourteen feet and seven-hundred and thirty pounds.” “Whoa.” Noah stared at the little two foot baby in his hands.

There was a boy, who carried a bucket of brackish water, with his eyes looking very lost. "Hey, hey, why are you with that?" I asked, holding him by his shoulder. When he looked up at me, it was just the whites of his eyes and I stumbled backward. "Dear God." Kylie prayed. "the ocean has promised me it would return my father, as long as I do what it says." the boy said, sounding very brainwashed and I turned to Kylie who looked just as scandalized as I felt. I took the bucket of water from the boy and spilled the contents on the ground. Damned be the sea gods.

His blood dripped from the side of my mouth. I am trying to come down from the high of ecstasy but I still craved him. It was a craving I have never felt before. I slammed my lips onto him, wanting the taste of him to never leave my mouth. We finally completed the bond, and I could hear my heartbeat echo in yours and felt understood for the first time ever. Then Boy, let me into his mind for the very first time. Everything about him flashes in front of my eyes. Boy is a Hybrid, and he can speak to me through a mind link. He has a wolf.

Had everyone known me already in this place? Without bothering myself, I continued walking around but I quickly halted when I saw the booths arranged in the garden. "Come and join the baseball team! We've got a very handsome coach!" "Join the swimming team where you'll see glistening abs all day long. All genders are welcome!" "The volleyball team will make your high school life as dramatic as possible!" "Join us at the film club, where we can make all kinds of film." "We don't kink-shame in the furry club!"

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

It was small, clearly meant for a child, bright blue with cartoon sharks all over it—wide grins, sharp teeth, little fins sticking out everywhere. Alex’s eyes went impossibly wide. “Sharks,” he whispered reverently. He looked up at me like I’d just performed actual magic. “Can I twy it?” he asked, already bouncing on his toes. I laughed. “It’s for you, buddy.” He gasped. “For me?” “For you.” He jumped once, twice. “Put it on! Put it on!” I knelt again and helped him slip his arms through the straps, adjusting it carefully so it didn’t hang too low. He looked down at himself, then back up at me, pure delight on his face.

he said "hmm, so you are saying you are a bad person, a badboy'' I smiled "Yeah I am a badboy and that makes you a bad girl with you by my side" ''so you are saying I am the badboy's bad girl right?" "no wrong" he grab my chin forward "you are beautiful like a doll, feisty and strong so I'd say you are The Badboy's baby doll" he stated darkly with a smirk.

Meanwhile, Al was crouched beside the bathtub, guiding his great white shark through a mountain of white bubbles covering almost half the water. Kendra stood in the doorway with a towel over her shoulder. “I got here too late,” she announced before I could even ask. Gabby pointed at the bathtub. “MAMI! HE PUT A SHARK IN MY BUBBLES!” Al held up his shark. “He likes bubbles.” “He’s NOT INVITED!” “Sharks don’t need invitations.” “ALVARO!” Gabby screamed loudly enough to wake up security. I sighed, planted one hand on my hip, and looked at the bubble-filled bathtub, the plastic shark with foam all over its head, and finally Rafael, who had just appeared behind me.

one of the men said. Another chimed in, “What do we do, Boss?” Sharko stopped and dropped the steel bar. It clanged on the concrete like a warning bell. He raked his fingers through his hair, then gripped it tight, his shoulders hunched, head low like a bull about to charge. And then he exploded, his veins were bulging. “Fuuckkkk!” he roared. After a tense moment, Sharko cooled off just enough to scan the base, his chest still heaving.