Slush Buddies Novels & Stories

And yet, somehow, he'd fallen hopelessly in love with a woman as toxic as Stella. Just thinking about it made me shake my head. Mason woke up just then. The moment he saw me, he let out a breath of relief. "Didn't think we'd both marry into the same rich family just to get screwed over together. What a ride. I feel way better after getting a nap in, though." His expression shifted as he spoke, and he pulled out his phone to call his assistant. "It's time to revoke Grant Group's chip licensing rights." After he hung up, we looked at each other, and our faces broke into matching grins. We said in unison, "Grant Group is going bankrupt!"

asked Law with a grin. Jeff also grinned. His mind was filled with crazy ideas to get his sweet man immediately. “Yeah, we'll take advantage of this conflict.” These two dominant men became even more excited in following the game of their potential partners. Their previous meeting had made it impossible for Jeff and Law to get Cylo and Ivo out of their minds. They were already crazy about these sweet men, so they would continue to pursue Cylo and Ivo until they got them. “It looks like this doubleshot mission has turned into a mission to find partners, Jeff,” said Law, who was really looking forward to him and Jeff going on a double date with their respective partners.

"Sullivan's are known for being millionaires of the country. They own several resorts and companies. Adam Sullivan IV is... the heir of Antonio Sullivan III which is his Dad who owns four islands and the... Oh, SVN Corporation." My eyes widened. If only I was drinking, I would've poured my drink already. "The SVN?" I asked and looked at my phone to see her. Sarah seems shock too. She was looking intently at her phone also to see if she was reading everything correctly. "Sullivan's are very known according to this one. Are you sure we are talking about the same Sullivan?" "Beck will sure as heck won't give you any other Adam, Sarah." "If that's the case, yup, we are talking about the same Sul

Shushu said to them . " Actually baby , my apartment is the opposite with Gerald's apartment . We are at the same floor ." Gilbert said gently to Shushu . " Hahaha , what a coincidence." Shushu laugh softly as she looks lovingly to her boyfriend . " Then let's go together girls. Let's the men be our guards today and bring our things , we just need to spend their money ." Shushu said with her bright smile . " Shushu , you are really knows how to spend money. " Lizzy smile to her .

Ash: Yeah, do that Ash: Remember all I said Ash: AJ, after the group chat talk, I’ll text you to voice some doubts regarding SL's and members of the clan's loyalty Livia: God, you've been feeding my sapiosexuality so well, Mob Boss Ash Livia: You're so smart and attractive right now, and I'm just a poor girl. You must stop before I start pooling Mia: Olivia focus -_- Livia: I'm just saying Ash: You're feeding mine too Ash: Group chat

Logan says, laughing so hard he nearly spills his beer. “I don’t even know what I’m doing,” Jaxon groans, tossing his cards down. “Stop bullying the injured.” “Never,” Quinn smirks, raking in the tiny pile of chips like he just won a world title. It’s chaotic, it’s messy, and it’s good. For a while, it’s just us, a small group and some light-hearted shit talking. But then Quinn, the idiot, gets a stupid idea. “I’m bored,” he announces after he loses a round and finishes his beer. “We need more people. More competition.”

“Hi. I’m the fresh blood.” “Holy crackerjacks!” She looks up at him. “You a hybrid, kid? Like, are you part bear or somethin’?” “Nah, my mama just feeds me good.” He throws his head back and laughs. “Well, don’t worry, I got a guy who will keep that appetite goin’.” She whistles to Ryuu who is collecting money. “Ryuu, I got a guy for Katsh.” I wave to him. “Reaper, Crusher, and our new friend Slayer are hoping for a spot, too.”

It was raining. The stream from heaven flowed down along the side of the mountain, dragging along branches, leaves of fallen trees, and whatever it found on its way. One isolated driftwood bobbed and rocked, slowly. It picked up speed, winding its way until it landed on a whirlpool at the mouth. In its moody disposition, the surging stream rambled to eventually become a torrent of angry waters, never letting up. The subdued opposition whispered and started mobilizing. There were condemnations of the blatant transgression of a person´s right to life. Scattered groups all over the country could not keep quiet. Little by little they raised their voices. One of these informal conglomerations was

When you lost your job and had no money to go home for Christmas, I gave you five thousand dollars without a second thought. "After you got married, I lent you money 220 times." I tapped Dylan's chest with my hand. My voice was hoarse. "Your sacrifices count, but mine do not?" Dylan swallowed and pressed his lips together. After a long while, he said lightly, "Why count so carefully between best friends?" I had nothing to say. He was the one who started counting. But when he realized I had given more than he had, and he could no longer use our old friendship to guilt me, he did not like it anymore.