Split Novels & Stories

In one of the buds, a tiny almost invisible marking was made in black A small cursive ‘K’ My stomach dropped. NO. To be continued.......

" I trailed . '" you think I've not thought of all of that ? Fred stop getting angry because I'm more angry right now " I said and he ran his fingers in his hair . " I'm sorry I just .....my life is ruined ,just one night and all these happening in my life ...I don't know how to feel Aria I shouldn't have fvcked Veronica " he said sadly . " It already happened love blaming yourself wouldn't help in anyway ,have you tried asking Sergio to hack into her system or something ? I asked.

I couldn't help but notice that my body was not trembling. My chest was now tight and I was having difficulty taking in deep breaths. I cleared my throat and felt the first tear leak from my eyes, "Bryce, we have nothing to say to each other that wasn't already said two years ago. I'm sorry but I don't want to see. Do us both a favor and don't call me again." I quickly pushed end on my cell phone and put the phone down. In that moment I unclenched my fist and released the first set of tears that hadn't been released for years.

Around mid-morning, Sam shakes his head, runs his hands over his split lip, and stares at his computer screen without blinking. “What’s wrong?” I quickly ask. “Nothing,” he snaps, avoiding me. “I’m talking about work. What’s wrong?” “I can’t sum the sales in Excel.” I almost laugh in his face. I press my lips together and stand up. The lessons I gave him at his apartment were useless. I stand very close to him, my face almost touching his as I make the adjustment. I feel his heart beating fast and his eyes scanning my face, but he says nothing and completely ignores me.

I feel more lubricant drip down my shaft and Mollie slowly sinking down causing me to buck my hips at how sensitive I felt. She slowly rides me and I moan against Jessie's slit. I try to lift my hips to get more friction, but my feet were tied. I whimper and Mollie starts riding me like lightning. My body trembles under them both and I feel my cum drip out of Mollie as she rides me into oblivion. I was finding it difficult to keep focus and Jessie climbs off me.

"Shunshine, that man has hurt you more times then I could count. Why would you wanna be around him? I can't stand him. I hate him for you. He ain't gotta be their to spend time with the kids. Send his ass home. I can't see how you do it. You should hate him. He dogged your ass out." "Kita, before we both say some things that's gone hurt our friendship, I think it's just best we agree to disagree. I was the one that was married to him. You act like you was. He is my first love and I'll never let our issues come between him being a good daddy. I'll call you later after the holidays because girl you tripping." I said and ended the call. I didn't even wait on her to respond. I was livid. Between

In return, her friends share their unique insights on literature and art, broadening Nana's horizons. They even form a small study group for English speaking practice. Laughing at each other's mistakes but also cheering every tiny progress, they make learning a fun and shared adventure. Through these interactions, Nana not only grows academically but also deepens her precious friendships. On weekends, Nana also loves to study with her friends. They often gather at the local library, a quiet haven filled with rows of books. Nana and her pals would sit around a big table, each immersed in their own textbooks but always ready to help one another.