Tg Tf Novels & Stories

"I can if you help me. I see you're strong. If I distract them then you can-" "Stop." Beef interrupted. She stood up and shakily walked over to Hope and I, stepping on the others that stood in her way. A few hissed out in pain as she trampled them but none protested against this intimidating female. She leaned down and pulled at Hope's torn shirt and pulled her close till their noses nearly touched. "If you don't shut your mouth right now-"

None of it mattered except this—Eli's hand on my jaw, his lips against mine, the taste of him like coming home and leaving it at the same time. "You're sure?" he asked when we broke apart. "I've never been more sure of anything uncertain in my life." He laughed—that beautiful, full-bodied laugh I'd spent so long denying I loved. "That might be the most Adrian thing you've ever said." The business plan was beautiful in its simplicity: Chen & Associates. Not Westbrook. Not someone else's vision. Ours. We'd built something unprecedented in the industry—the merger of strategic analysis and emotional intelligence. We'd proven it worked. Now we were going to own the proof.

she gestured to large boobs and large behind with her hands. Theo grimaced, "And that's supposed to make me feel better? You're not his type? Is HE your type?" he raised his brows, "After all ... he's Justin Bieber lookalike ... oh no ... worse ... Josh Reynolds lookalike, he drives a Tesla and a Lambo, and what other car does he drive?" he gave Hazel a look.

“I do not. This is why our being here is such a gamble. Eros, the god of love and…. Sex. That is who we seek.” I don’t know why I blushed at the simple use of the word sex. But the heat in Finn’s gaze told me I was not alone in being affected. “He can teach us how to…. You know…. Without causing the apocalypse?” “I hope so. He is responsible for forging the tethers. He handpicked us for each other, so it is my hope he will tell us why, as well teach us how to control the power of our bond.” The whisper of a breeze caused the hair on the back of my neck to stand on end. I threw my arm out to stop Finn and held my finger up to my mouth to indicate silence.

I took her phone and read whatever she read earlier. Chase Lemiere : The Redents will transfer into your school today. My brother announced it in our chat group and I took out my phone as I gave back Serena's phone. I opened the news and yes.. it's full of York Company moving to America news. "Why the sudden they're moving to America? They're weird." Serena said and I nodded agreeing to her because I thought York Company will always be in England until they die.

the man nodded curtly, fishing out a gold badge from his pocket, "I'm Agent Chambers. I'm with the FBI." "FBI? We pay our taxes," Tory instantly said which had the man chuckling in amusement. "I'm sure you do," Agent Chambers breathed, "but that's not why I'm here. I'd really like to speak to you in private, Miranda. We can stand right out here, I just don't want an audience," he politely smiled at Tory Before returning his attention to me. "I'll be fine Tory. You'll be able to see me from the window so if he tries to abduct me you can come running out with a kitchen knife."

I say nodding towards him before continuing "We saw our mates on the news about the bomb, we need to find them and get them home" "I see, so is war really coming?" "Yes and soon" "Ok, come with me" Gregory then nods to Mathew and Acre and Lanna both look at me as to what to do, I smile and nod so they felt it was ok to come over where I introduce them to Gregory "Ok so we will take the tube to Hyde Park then after a stroll we can stop for some food at the hard rock cafe before we stop at my place, is that ok with you?" Gregory asks

His hair was flawlessly gelled at the side into perfection, not even a single strand out of place. My eyes skimmed over his tall broad frame. He was broad-built and muscular and was well laid out with a well-fitting suit even at this time. He had no tie, and the top buttons of his shirt were left open, revealing his sleek tattooed chest. Anyone could tell his whole body was covered with ink and it won't be wrong to address him as a fine piece of art. Any girl would swoon over him. Time froze as my blue pair of orbs got stuck on an inhumanly cold and stoic pair of striking Hazel orbs with splashes of blue. His eyes. His eyes are inhuman yet captivating and mesmerizing.

She said accepting the coffee before placing an envelope on the table. “What’s this?” I asked, taking the envelope. “You’ll see,” She said and walked out. I saw a little note on the envelope and my eyes widened as I read it. From: Putin Global To: Todd Thomas. I sat, opened the envelope, and read its content. Dear Mr. Thomas, This is a letter directly from Mr. Monsell Edgecombe the CEO of Putin Global. It is however semi-official for I wish to thank you for saving my daughter, Ms. Morgan…

We made our way further towards the trap when we heard a voice, it was a female voice and mind you it was the most beautiful voice I've heard, even in her scared state....she started blabbing about how she doesn't taste sweet or how the gods won't accept her flesh, the most funny one was her sayings no one will buy her organs as they won't work without her, she thought we were carnivores, she must have really been scared, my parents and sister fell into a fit of laughter but I just managed a smile, the soul must have been scared and I was the one