Starting From The Bottom Novels & Stories

Reading the configuration of a confrontation from within it. I saw where it was about to break. And I moved toward it. Not because it was the brave option. Because it was the only one.

Stepping onto the tiled floor, a sense of renewed energy coursed through me. With damp hair trailing down my back, I made my way back to the bedroom. But I felt a sudden jolt in my body as I got slippery and my foot slipped. As my foot met the floor, it betrayed me, sending me into an ungraceful descent. Time slowed as I flailed, gravity asserting its dominance. I slipped and fell down. The world blurred, and with a sharp crack, darkness claimed me. Awareness returned in fragments, my surroundings started to get clear.

Kelsa realized that the doctor's plan was feasible but extremely difficult to execute. How were they going to hide two life babies from two scary bodybuild guards without them making a sound? Actually, this basement did not have a window. It was specifically designed with only one way to exit. The door. What could they do? "Yes! I know what to do!" Doctor Brown said excitedly as he thought of a plan immediately. He used gauze to cover the mouth of the little ones and used plaster to shut them up. After that, he hid them behind the door in an orderly manner.

When his drawls dropped the floor, he turned around and then fell to his knees. I walked closer to him. Suddenly, he bent over and arched his back, his ass shot up to my face. I looked down at my hard wolf cock. It was bright red and had lots of veins with long runners of sticky pre cum driping down from the tip of it while bobbing mid-air.

Another cycle. Another lie. The tablet was once again under her gaze. Cycle 12. Only twelve. She was aware of the truth now. Cycles didn't start at one. They started at awareness. She had already woken up too many times to continue counting. Nurse, then pressed down on her tablet to find a hidden button. Amina noticed. Too late. The lights in the room were switched off.' A deep red tone was sparked by the soft white. The nurse's smile vanished completely.

Once they’re down, they unshift their arms. Seb goes down next, slower and less confident, but trusting Celine to guide him. George goes next, he’s also nervous because he doesn’t enjoy climbing, but Celine’s encouragement gives him confidence. Guiding him in shifting his body weight as he goes, to help him not to slip. Then they’re all at the bottom, looking at another tunnel. He can tell Celine’s on edge,

The code was clear: H-U-L-L--S-P-L-I-T-T-I-N-G. C-O-L-E--D-O-W-N. L-E-O--N-O-T--B-R-E-A-T-H-I-N-G. T-H-E--I-R-O-N--K-I-N-G--I-S--A-T--T-H-E--D-O-O-R.

The elevator car ascended with a rhythmic, mechanical shudder, a "Low-Frequency" groan that echoed in the hollow shaft of the Hawke Tower. As the floor indicator climbed toward the summit, the internal "Chronicle" speakers—long dormant—began to crackle with the sound of a "System-Initialization."

His eyes were darting around, though they seemed to rest on the alarm system at the center's corner. "Prepare to leave," I ordered. My teammates started packing up our gear. Then, the moment we turned around, a shrill screech of the alarm pierced the silence.

“Control yourself.” I let out a frustrated groan and Minus gave me another three quick smacks on my bottom, making me come so hard I lost my breath for a few seconds. “Fuck me, baby,” he breathed out, sinking deeper. “You’re perfect.” I closed my eyes and nodded as Minus continued to move slowly, his hands settling on my hips, and slamming deeper and deeper, building another orgasm. He shifted slightly, sliding his hand to my belly. “Spread baby.” I spread, and he lifted me, keeping his cock firmly inside of me, so I was straddling him backwards. I dropped my head back, onto his shoulder and sighed.