روايات وقصص ضمن Swapnote Nikki

“My name is Nicole Fowler, but everyone calls me Nicki. What is your name?” Spike glanced at Nicki. Her round face had some baby fat, and she looked like a good kid. “Why aren’t you talking?” Nicki felt a little disappointed again. She pouted, stared down at her shoes, and stopped talking. Spike pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and took Nicki’s hand. “Huh?” Nicki blinked back the tears and curiously watched as Spike wrote on her palm. “S… P…” Nicki scratched her head and felt a little embarrassed. “Um, what are you writing? I don’t recognize that word…”

Mother froze. The chat went silent, then exploded with more curses. "Stubborn! Want us netizens to handle you?" "Brothers, charge! XX Center!" I ignored them. I connected my phone to the projection crystal. "Since you like a show, here's something better." "I am Ella, the extra daughter in this family." "Why won't I donate? Watch a video." As I spoke, the Warrens realized something was wrong. Father lunged for my phone, roaring, but guards held him back. Mother turned pale, shaking Leo's arm.

Cordelia took my prophecy scroll and replaced me, then seized all the dowry my mother left behind. My stepmother calculated correctly that I would not dare make a scene and demand it back in public. What belonged to me, I would take back this time. And I would make them pay a hundredfold. Aunt Marguerite trembled with rage. "Outrageous! The prophecy scroll was issued by the Royal Observatory based on Genevieve's birth date. It foretold her blessed fate. Stealing and switching it will bring divine retribution!

She joked. “Don’t be jealous just because you’re so small.” “I could pass as your pup.” She laughed. Nikini or Niki as we called her was not really that small. A decent sized omega wolf. Her cooper fur had black tips which contrasted her pale green eyes perfectly. We started towards the tree line when movement caught Niki’s attention. “Psst, this way.” She whispered. Sneaking between trees we could just make out Omega Gavin’s pale naked body in the distance. He was cramming something inside a tree.

The second time she came to our table to check on our night and by our night, I meant his. She had two button open and her breasts pushed up. Her hair was tied into a ponytail so it wouldn’t cover up her chest mistakenly and she faced him entirely of course. “Is there anything I could do to reduce the stress of the evening?” She asked with a smile. I scoffed. “So unprofessional,” I rolled my eyes as I spoke to myself. “Like a massage?” “Like a massage,” I mimicked, forgetting they could hear me. “Why don’t you go bother someone else with your cheap push up bras?”