The Hard Way Novels & Stories

Aaron asked, raising his brow. " Everything is hard in maths. " Irish whined. " No. I'm afraid I have to disagree. If you try to understand the functions and concepts then nothing is hard. " Aaron said. " Well, for me, it is. I don't understand anything. If I study one concept and then tried to do the next, then I forget the previous one. " Irish whined again, and Aaron found it cute. " Well, I was good at Maths. I wouldn't say I like history. " Aaron sighed as he still remembers how hard it was to remember every date.

Please read with caution. Almost three months had passed since I had moved in with Jax. I still have not made any headway with Isabella if anything things had taken a turn for the worst. My middle son Shawn and Isabella are constantly butting heads. Shawn is a bit of a wild child, but for the most part well behaved. He has a hyperactive personality, and sometimes he has difficulty concentrating. Isabella tends to provoke him until he acts rashly. This newest tension has caused some major issues between Jax and I.

“I set up a memorial for our child in secret. Will you go and bring it to me?” Looking heartbroken, Leon could never say no to me. At last, no one was there keeping an eye on me. I picked up the teapot from the table and crushed the porcelain under the blanket, careful not to make a sound. I glided the broken shard across my aorta. The System’s notification rang in my mind. “Congratulations on exiting the world, Player. You have three months of life remaining in your original world.” Before I could open my eyes, the System’s voice cut through.

“Assuming nothing interrupts your progress.” “I’ll have the revisions ready,” I say. She stands and offers a brief, reassuring hug—the kind that conveys concern without words. “You’ve worked too hard for this. Let nothing take it from you.” “I won’t,” I assure her. But hell, I’m not sure I’m telling the truth. The quad confrontation builds like a storm, slow at first, then all at once. It starts with the filming. A group splits apart to let us through with a cold deliberateness that isn’t about manners. I catch a phone screen mid-scroll: #TradeTheHuman is trending, with 14k posts.

Deep down, I know Rob"s full of shit, and at the same time, I believe I’m a lazy fat-ass, and everyone thinks so. The text comes an hour later. Nova Jane, baby, I’m sorry I’m so hard on you. I need you to help me. I can’t do it by myself, and I get so stressed out. If you just help me out a little, we can get back to the way things were. I miss us. I miss how good we used to be together.

Marga POV "No way!" Chloe voice boom inside our dorm. For sure her voice can be heard the other room. This girl have high pitched voice that sometimes I told her to audition in orchestra. "C'mon you look pretty in this!" I said as I tried to convince her. She let out a big groan indicating she's not up for it. Which she is wrong because I am super stubborn and persuasive. "I told you I am not going to wear that. My clothes are all ok. It's very comfortable and I already used to it!" She said and I can't help but rolled my eyes on her.

"Yes, course I would first ask for help, cause I kinda suck at this whole, I like you, and want to know more about you, situation." "So basically-" "I've only hump and dump. I don't get involved cause my lifestyle can be a bit too much. And girls just flirt with me and then bam, they opened their legs and I would take them to pound town." "Yet here you are, a marshmallow." I laughed. "And willing to give this a try." "Marshmallows are soft and little. I am extremely big and hard." I turned extremely red. This man, is going to drive me insane if he keeps saying stuff like that.

I have to say I love a man who can get hard. Shane is steadily making love to me, instead of having that raw animalistic sex. He is being so gentle, but I tell him Shane, oh yes, give it to me hard and fast. Yes, yes give it to me, good. Is this how you like it? As he was deep and hard. Oh yeah, right there that is my G-spit baby. Before I know, I am climaxing again as he climaxes with me.

It all pressed down so heavily on me that I could barely breathe. Then, I summoned the last of my strength, staggering as I turned and walked in the opposite direction. A cab to the airport stopped in front of me. I dragged my exhausted body in and leaned back against the seat, closing my eyes. The driver glanced at me in the rearview mirror. Then, he asked hesitantly, "Miss, you're today's 10th lucky passenger, and you get a discount voucher for your next ride. Would you like it?" I shook my head. My voice was hoarse but firm.

“Just a bunch of sources outside with small bits of information that they don’t even know the meaning of. I gathered enough to make sense of the puzzle… that’s how I got to you.” Danny straightened and gazed down at her. “So. You want to do things the hard way.” He smiled. “I like the hard way.” The last thing Mia saw was his fist coming at her face. She closed her eyes and screamed. Screamed again. Then she fell into darkness.