Tw+ Novels & Stories

He walked out and got in his best friend’s room he knew directly where Naseer kept extra meds for her and took a new bottle and an inhaler, Going back to Isqaar he kept them by her bedside table and sat by her bed his lips pulled into a smirk as he noticed the book by her table He picked it up…and read the name out loud “Wuthering heights..” He chuckled “she keeps reading this no matter how shitty it is” (NO OFFENSE I LOVE THE BOOK) He put it back and turn to her he couldn’t do anything unless she wakes up.. Just then, He notices something… On her cheek, it’s like a handprint..

“Yeah, whatever. It was one dreadful night for my team. In the next match, we will bounce back, don’t worry about that.” Brian was watching these two with a frown, it looked as if he was confused with this recently bloomed friendship between nemesis and his dear brother. I wasn’t sure if he was angry with this or merely confused, but whatever it was, I enjoyed watching his reaction. “Since when did you two become this close?” Brian asked, pulling his hands over his chest. “We hang out a lot.” Owen shrugged. “Sometimes we make times for lunch or go to the sports club to watch games. I guess we will

were his final words. I knew he was truly going to be back in the evening. He was hooked somehow. To every young man, a first talk about girls is like taking an intoxicating liquor in a cold weather; it warms away your cold feelings, and at the same time gives you that foolish, undefined feelings of happiness.

“Things are about to get messy.” He rolled down the window, leaned out, and fired twice—steady shots. The SUV swerved but didn’t stop. Alessia grabbed a smoke grenade from Matteo’s bag. “Where did this come from?” “I play paintball,” Matteo said, a hint of pride in his tone. She pulled the pin and tossed it out the back. Smoke erupted thick and white, enveloping the highway. The SUV disappeared into the haze—then a second later, the sound of crunching metal echoed behind them.

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“Gee Fox? You're just a toy and always will be—” “Gia?” A voice cut through my haze, and I turned to see Bobby, the manager of the club. “Yes, Bobby?” I replied, peeling off my coat to reveal my micro mini skirt that showcased the black thong underneath, knee-high transparent black socks, heels, and a cropped corporate white shirt, complete with a tie to fit tonight's high school theme. “Private room service. Tobias Whitlock,” he said briefly.

James then turned to me. "Ah, Bro, what does muktol mean?" he asked. "Yeah, Bro, what does muktol mean?" Alex echoed. I paused, thinking about what it really meant. "Muktol is muktol. Hold on, I’ll G****e it," I said. "Wait, do you have Wi-Fi here, Bro? I’ll search it," James offered. "Idiot! You’re rich but don’t even have mobile data?" Alex mocked him. "Good thing I do—I’ve got EZ50 for 3 days," he bragged.

It was easy to remove my dick. It easily found its way into her, she was hot and tight. I wish I had more time. Thrusting slowly into her but I wasn't pleased. I turned her over, facing me. I could see her vagina clearly. It was wet. I pulled down my trousers, I let my dick out through the hole. Before now, it wasn't free. I, thrusted hardly into Lupita. She was moaning lightly, maybe because Torillio was there. "It's time, boss", Torillio said, trying to pull me off Lupita.

Was I really so delusional as to think we might be getting back together? Yeah, I was. Obviously, that's not going to happen. Even though it feels impossible, I force my lips into a thin smile before giving a halfhearted wave. "Hi." The brunette with gorgeous, long wavy hair taps her chest. "Hey, I'm Vanessa." She cocks her head toward her blonde counterpart. "And this is Andrea. We're Taus." My expression must say it all because she quickly elaborates. "Alpha Sigma Tau, that is."

“That’s all.” Imani smiled softly, squeezing his hand before turning back to Zariah, whose teasing grin made her pulse quicken again. “Just us,” she murmured, fingers curling fully around hers. Zariah leaned closer, lips brushing softly against Imani’s cheek, deliberate and slow, a touch that carried warmth, playfulness, and promise. “I like the sound of that,” she whispered, every word dripping with teasing intent.