The New Toy Novels & Stories

“Have you been good for your mother?” Adam nodded enthusiastically. “Do you like your new Pack?” Drake continued, a slight edge now in his voice. Adam nodded again, though a little less ecstatically now. “Luna Hannah gave me a new toy!” Adam exclaimed. “Oh, she did, did she?” Drake glanced at me, a smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye. “You’re going to have to show me.” “Now?” Adam’s eyes twinkled in a manner similar to his father’s as he ran over to where he had left the Transformer action figure.

“Yeah, I’m sure.” “You said you would be my toy, but toys break.” “Not me. So daddy, fuck me, please.” A strange look passes over his features as he releases them and unbuckles his pants. And I can’t help the gasp that escapes through my tiny lips.

She was all over the moon holding her new toy. “Mummy bought it for me” she said as she showed the nanny. “It's beautiful” It would be impartial if I didn't buy the rest of the kids something as well. Robert took a toy superman, Matthew took a toy gun while Victoria got a baby doll which she held tightly. As Sebastian came out of his meeting, he saw a child drawing on his car with a marker. On seeing that, Ethan, his assistant, rushed to warn the child, but he stopped him.

Taylor's POV 2 years later Ever since I have stepped into New York, two years ago, my life has turned out to be amazing. I expected nothing on the first day of school, but surprisingly, my class welcomed me with a welcoming party. The lifestyle here in New York is so different from my hometown and I really like this place better. Even though I've been here for only two years, it already feels like home. The truth is I was scared that my group of friends would turn out to be like Melissa who was mean and cruel, but they aren't like her. They are kind, funny, talented and mostly, badass, especially my girls.

“Tom! Come on in! What are you doing there?" The boy immediately went into his house while jogging happily. He will play with his new toy that looks like something he could put inside his computer.

"When you get out, your sister will definitely make it up to you." Then she turned and walked away. Just like that. I felt my body shake as I clutched the bars, watching her disappear down in those expensive heels. It was the first gift I bought for her when I started making some money. Anna, her beloved daughter, had never gotten her more than a cheap bracelet down the store. I gasped for breath, my chest rising and falling erratically as I screamed. "MUM! MUM! MUM!" "AM I EVEN YOUR REAL DAUGHTER?" I choked out, my voice pleading.

I answered, and giggled at the glare he shot Rowen. “Well how the hell do I get her out from there? I need to work more on teaching her to play fetch.” Jax stated, looking under the couch. “Here. Try this.” Rowen chuckled as he handed the want toy to Jax. “What the hell is this?” Jax asked looking at the thing. “A new wand toy. I picked it up for her.” Rowen admitted sheepishly, causing all of us girls to melt.

In fact, I could see the barest hint of a smirk tugging at one corner of his mouth. Did he… agree with me? Before anyone could say anything, the sound of a spaceship toy suddenly echoed through the house. Bjorn came barrelling down the stairs, holding his new toy that Sebastian just bought for him over his head and making pew-pew noises. When he saw Gideon standing there, he gasped, then—much to my chagrin—he slid down the railing and dropped down at the bottom, thankfully unharmed. “Mr. Gideon!” he said, rushing up to him and holding his toy out. “Check this out! It’s a real T-Star Fighter Jet 2000!”

he asked, frowning at me. "Ted! The one you were going to kill, you know? This one! My teddy bear Ted!" I shook Ted slightly making Max look at him. He yanked it away from my hand and got up, taking me by surprise. "Nooooooo!" I yelled and started jumping to get it back but he kept it up in his right hand. After some time, I stopped and clenched my jaw. "Oh this one! That's mine from now on!" he shrugged and held my hand up to kiss the back of my hand.

“Tess, you’re right. I never truly understood what you wanted. I’m sorry, and thank you.” He finally exited with dignity, and I, too, finally ended this endless tug-of-war, ready to restart my own life. A year later, I returned home. My first stop was to visit the orphanage and Ms. Grey. The orphanage was just as warm as I remembered. Laughter and playful shouts from the children echoed the yard. When she saw me, her smile was gentle and kind. “Tess, it’s good to have you back.” We sat on the wooden chairs in the courtyard and caught up.