Vol Novels & Stories

°･｡+☆+｡･ﾟ･｡+☆+｡･ﾟ･｡+☆+｡･ﾟ･｡+☆+｡･ﾟ･+☆+｡･ﾟ･｡ *** 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝙼𝚢 𝙿𝙾𝚅 𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙿𝙾𝚅.***

At 12:03 AM, the phone in her palm vibrated once. [Voss Private Bank: $200,000,000.00 Received] Ava stared at the cold string of numbers, her fingers trembling uncontrollably. Not from excitement, but because her inner thighs were still throbbing. Every slight movement aggravated the tearing sensation where Landon had been so rough. The air seemed to still cling to his scent: cedar mixed with tobacco, and the heavier, sharper musk of sex.

Damn ! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

“It’s more like a volunteering.” “Volunteering?” “Yeah,” Seb nodded, fixing his attention on the road. “There’s this group like an NGO. They go around spreading awareness on rare illness and raise funds and basically stuffs like that. They are in need of volunteers to join this season so I thought it’d be perfect for you.” “Oh, it seems-”

But it was also freeing in a way I didn't anticipate. By Friday, Westbrook called back. "We're proceeding with the vulnerable approach," their CEO said. "Fully. We've done our legal review, and we're confident we can manage the liability appropriately. We're actually planning to expand the vulnerability even further. This is what's differentiating us in the market." Victory. Complete victory. Eli and I celebrated that evening alone. Not a public celebration. Just us, understanding what we'd built together. "You changed," Eli said as we were lying on his couch, his head resting on my chest.

Ava stirred within her. "This isn't right, Riley. He's no good. Why didn't you listen to me. Get out, you need help." "I'm sorry, Ava. I thought I could trust him." Riley said. She looked around but didn't know what she should do. She tried the handle, but it wouldn't open. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, Riley," Ollie said with a sick smile across his face before taking a syringe and plunging it into her shoulder. "Like I said before, you're mine."

BROOKS I got a text from Viola saying crystal was on her way. I knew I had to hurry and finish putting everything up. When I finished hanging everything, I heard her car pull up. I took a few deep breaths and calmed myself. I saw the light in the foyer turn on and I knew I was seconds away from either being the happiest man alive or being turned down. I made sure all the baby pictures were in order and I made sure all of our pictures were in order. Jonah was hiding off to the side of the yard to capture the face Crystal was going to make when she saw all of this. I could hear footsteps so I got down on one knee and had the ring box opened and ready. When the door opened she began to cry. I s

A pack member shouldn’t be scared of his leader; he should respect them I walk over to the corner where all the wolves were hanging out. “ I heard that the vampire crown prince killed a werewolf once, “ I heard a wolf whisper. Ethan’s head turned at his title. It was true vampires could hear a mile away. He headed over to us. His movement was tense. “ Excuse me, “ he said reaching for one of the beers. “ Isn’t it like impossible for vampires to get drunk, “ Joline said very tipsily.

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Тургенев, Рудин. КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путеш ествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.