Romans & histoires The Potter Wants To Put You Back

"I would be back for my powers." THE END

“You should always remember this, lady. Once I give something away, it can't give it back to me. You understood?” “Why—” “I don't want everyone to be stubborn. So, be good, baby.” “You have no right to force me if I don't want to accept them. Throw it or just give it to others,” I said. “I can’t because they’re really for you. Return it now and I really won't hesitate to...” his mouth moved near my ear. “–Do what you did to me in the tree the other day. Looking forward to tasting your tender and soft— ”

He deserves it. "Next time, don't let that thing get in and out from women's. Take care of that, manwhore." I said and he finally finds his balance and back standing in front of me again. "I think you and Rebecca will make a cute couple. Why don't you go and be with her? Because I will never go back to you even though you keep telling me you want me in another ten years. I. Will. Never. Go. Back. To. You.

You have me trapped in your web and I'm all yours to do whatever you want to. You can do whatever you want but I promise you one day, you will be paid back for everything you're doing to me. Every single evil evil you're doing to me, someday it will come back to you tenfold. Aiden smirked at me again, replying curtly. "Maybe you'll think twice next time." After that he looked away. It was clear he was ready to keep me here until the crowd was gone.

Eric's voice fills my left ear, "It's your turn to give back, Kitten." What the hell is he talking about?

"I-I don't know how I can return your shoes, Sir but let's look for some that are similar. Don't worry, I'll just get you the same style." "Shut up, I want those shoes, and I don't care how you get them back, but you have to. Return it to me, no matter what," he angrily said and emphasized his words. She couldn't say anything because it was clear that he was upset with her. Even her words were lost on her. Jacob gives her a stern gaze. "Tomorrow, I want you to bring it back to me and if you don't, this is your end." He turned his back and left them astonished.

Thank you'. 'You are driving me? You were not even hospitable enough to offer me a cup of coffee!' 'That's true. Please go back inside and ask Mrs. Potts for a jar of coffee. You remember Mrs. Potts, don't you? She will gladly oblige you. Bye Rebecca and thanks for looking in to us!'

And that's what I did. "If you give up on me, old man, I swear to God, I'll have some shit put on your headstone about your love of flowers and fairies. You'll be the laughing stock of the cemetery. I really don't want to have to do that, so how about you come back to me instead, yeah?"

Little Apple said, pointing to the potbellied man. Seein that, the potbellied man widened his eyes. This table was made of solid wood. No matter how stupid he was, he knew how strong the slap was. “If it had hit him, he would have died.” The potbellied man thought. Just thinking about it gave him the shivers. "Hey, hey, young man, keep cool. Let’s try to get along. I will give a quota to the Adams Village, okay?" The potbellied man said.

“Owe you? I just gave you what you wanted.” “And you took me from my family. You threw me into this mess. So, you’re going to fix it.” I step forward, unwavering. “You’re taking me back.” Lorien stared at me quizzically, arms crossing over his chest as if expecting me to chuckle and admit I'm joking. “You want me to take you back?” I nod, unwavering. “That’s right.” His lips twitch, amusement flickering in his gaze. “And what makes you think I’d agree to that?”