Touch Starved Game Mga Nobela at Kwento

Our minds would be at ease with you taking stock of our resources! "He's right, Ms. Johnson! We can even form a team later!" In the end, I was the only one who chose the plastic apartment in the desert. The manager, Riley Johnson, sent a string of exclamation marks before asking, "Have you lost your mind, Molly Hampton? The game is named 'War of the Plants'. You're going to burn to a crisp within three days if you stay in a plastic apartment in the middle of the desert with no water or electricity."

Adam ordered while cursing. Jes grabbed Adam's arm causing Adam to turn around. Jess shook her head. "I don't want to eat anything other than spice porridge." she asked. TBC.

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE Edited My stomach hurt really bad. I really don’t want to wake Don. I move around the bed as quietly as I can. "Nala, what's wrong?" I hear Don's voice suddenly and I turn to the sound of his voice. I see his eyes on my stomach and I look down to see what is causing the frown on his face. My hands are dangerously wrapped around my stomach. I don't even feel how tight my grip is. The heat consuming my inner body is weirdly making me horny, which I find unreasonable.

I click the message bubble and the conversation opens. It reads: YOU’RE GETTING TOO CLOSE TO STERLING. STAY AWAY FROM HIM! HE’S DANGEROUS!!