Sonnyboy Novels & Stories

I could not believe it, Johnny was now a bigger boy! His bears were decorated around his jaws, he has a lot of them! His muscles were big and stronger. He was not putting on any shirt, this allowed me to take a better picture of what he had become. Not only was his skin soft to be touched and attractive, but he also had some height as well. I swear, he was taller than me. His hair was long as well.

Something flickered in the little man’s eyes like stars in the night sky. “Uncle!” Sonny greeted Clive warmly. Clive looked at Sonny. Sonny was a very healthy boy. His skin glowed with a bright red tint underneath and despite his young age, it already seemed like he would grow into a handsome boy. He was adorable and looked like a human-sized doll that stepped out of the storybooks. Whenever people met him, they were filled with an urge to hug him tightly and shower him with affection. Clive was not immune to Sonny’s charms either.

They continued to walk around until they arrived on a large field with people on mats or standing, facing a huge stage with some singers on stage. Crystal felt his hand leave hers, making her sad but it was replaced with shock when she saw someone she recognized. Across her was a tall, muscled man with dirty blonde hair. Alex had been her ex from college and he had been the first boyfriend she ever had. He had also been the man to take her virginity. They had loved each other, but he had graduated before her and traveled to a different state which affected their relationship.

I had just finished my night shift and was eating tacos at a roadside stand when my phone suddenly buzzed. "Are you Kevin Weston's father?" "Please come to the Southvale police station. Kevin smashed the windshield of a luxury car parked by the road. The owner is demanding 50,000 dollars in compensation!" The officer's stern voice came through the phone. I froze. The taco I had just picked up with my fork slipped right back onto my plate. "Officer, you must have the wrong person. My son drowned and died three years ago. We even have his death certificate." But the officer clearly didn't believe me. He flipped through some records and continued, "You're Justin Weston, a security guard at the

The leader commanded pointing a gun at me as i slowly crawled out. They kicked my phone far away and pressed a knife against my neck. “Please please don't kill me” i begged fearfully. The leader smirked and looked at me lustfully. “You don't look so bad” he drawled, tracing the tip of his gun between my breasts. I shivered in fright closing my eyes. Suddenly, the door bursted open a large group of musculine men rushed in. “Paul.?”

Henry: [Even if it was just a few minutes, I'll remember it forever. I looked at that message for a long time. Then I typed three words: [Go to sleep.] I hit send and tossed my phone aside. When I closed my eyes, I saw Henry holding my hand. And that look on his face when he said he was my boyfriend. I rolled over and buried my face in the pillow. He really has changed. In a way that throws me off. Moonlight poured through the window. Bright. Like that night when we were kids, watching the moon together.