The Graham Effect Spicy Chapters Novels & Stories

My heart was racing, fast. And slowly everything started making sense to me now. He was always with him. He never touched me Never found me sexually attractive. Everything was slowly making sense and I was shaking. So... the rumors.. weren't rumors, they were true! They were actually true!!! Charlie Hearth is Gay and not only is he gay.... he is fucked Mason Grey. What the hell.

Right when the movie was about to play, Matthew took another bite of his pizza and replied "7 Candles" A/N: Hi everyone! So I will upload chapters on Mon-Thurs at 10:00PM & Friday at 5:00PM Hawaii Standard time. I'm also writing a new book called "Speak To Me." I will upload chapters for that book on Tuesdays & Thursdays at 8:00PM Hawaii Standard Time. Feel free to check it out, and I also hope you all like it. Thank you for reading and I Hope you all enjoyed this chapter.

I spoke through gritted teeth, my voice raw with anguish, “Felix, I hate you. I wish I’d never met you.” Felix’s voice cracked with emotion. “Felicity, please don’t say that. I’m coming to find you right now! I’ll get revenge for you and your grandmother. Darcy and the others are locked in the villa’s basement. I won’t let them get away with this. Please, Felicity—” I hung up the phone, my hands trembling as I read the news that my grandmother had passed away despite all attempts to save her. The light in my eyes went out completely.

I am very lucky that there are other people in this room. -Mr. Grumpy: I'm going to make you regret it. You're all bark and no bite. -Norali: I'd like to see you try. -Norali: Richard literally said the same thing about you. I hear a huff behind me and smile at my phone. -Norali: I did find out that spaghetti stains are impossible to remove from paper. Your book is gone. -Mr. Grumpy: You're going to find out how hard I bite.

I almost choke on my food. Spencer doesn't seem to do well himself. He looks uncomfortable, shifting on his seat. Oh boy, something is really going to go down today. “Grammy, you should stop watching so many romcom movies. Now, you've started to talk like them.” Spencer tries to divert her attention somewhere else, a fake smile plastered on his face. “I'm now into romcom books actually. You should read them too. Maybe that will teach you to treat your girlfriend accordingly.” I gulp down the food after hearing the last part of her speech.

“Quinn!” Graham opened the door wide and crossed his arms. “Can you not do this!” He shouted. “My mate is acting weird. I need the book now.” Reid said. Quinn entered in her robe and she rolled her eyes then, she pulled out a thick book with a new cover and handed it to him. “Here, dummy.” Quinn rolled her eyes again. “I fixed it into a new cover. “Thanks.” He stood and skimmed on the book. “By the way, there should be some good news when both of you are fucking nonstop.”

Amayra raised her fist up and started concocting her cooking again. 30 minutes have passed, the second spaghetti has been successfully made. Amayra inhaled the scent and at that moment she choked when the smell of chili peppers was so strong in her nose. Actually, this is just trying to make spaghetti with a spicy taste. And sure enough, when Amayra tried it, the girl coughed heavily because it was too spicy and even felt like her lips were burning. Oh the danger if Inder eats it, her husband can get a stomachache and go in and out of the bathroom.

Hey my lovely readers, while I work on the next updates for my new spicy series… Would you all like a special bonus chapter for THE FOX DEMON AND HER ALPHA MATE? I’ve honestly been debating whether or not to drop one because I just can’t seem to let them go yet. No matter how much I try to focus completely on this new story, those two somehow keep finding their way back into my thoughts. Their chemistry, the tension, the chaos, the possessiveness, the emotions… it still lingers with me, and I know some of you probably feel the same way too.

Through the white, swirling mist, she could hear the structural steel of the column beginning to react. It started as a series of sharp, metallic pings, like the sound of a hammer striking an anvil in the distance. The pings grew louder, accelerating into a rapid, terrifying sequence of deep, resonant groans that shook the very floor beneath her knees. The carbon steel was shrinking, contracting against the immense weight of the sixty-story tower pressing down from above.

God, she tasted like sin coated with deliciousness. “S-sir…” Her moans were broken as she started to move her hips, riding my tongue like she couldn't get enough, and fuck I loved it. I slid a finger in along with my tongue, teasing her g-spot and she cried out in pleasure as she arched her back.