Wakfu Dally Novels & Stories

In the five days that they spent together, time passed so quickly. Aqua seemed to lose track of the dates, and Dawn didn’t dare remind her that he was due to depart tomorrow. She had her phone and knew how to use it. Although the former mafia boss would not use his phone frequently on his mission, he hoped she would still text and call him in his absence.

Jax sighed. “Yeah, yeah,” I nodded quickly. “They’ll delay it anyway.” “Which is why we don’t give them room to.” He kept talking while I pretended to listen. Dally moved from table to table. I watched her pour drinks with a towel slung over her shoulder, and her hair was undone, but her skin glowed under the bar light. That uniform was too fucking short. I hated that I wasn’t the only one seeing it. It hugged every curve and made my blood run hot every time she bent over.

"Maybe the Strongs and Jerry can give her enough cock to satisfy her, sir? We don't mind providing the quid pro quo, though we might need to bring Lucas with us if it's after Julia delivers. The extra care givers here will help us look after him. You and your father could plug two of her holes again. He seems to enjoy this mouthy slave and I'm sure she'd earn another good spanking. She's spent most of the last day with a red ass." "Oh, tell me about the poker game, sir," Dawn said. "It sounds like fun." I explained the rules of the Thursday night game to her. "Fuck me, Master Scott, I'm juicing up," Dawn said. "Could you sell me for the entire night?" We all laughed. Dawn was incorrigible. "

I slap his arm playfully, “Stop, I barely talk about you.” “That’s totally not true; don’t lie to him.” I stare at my friend, shocked, “Seriously, Becky?” “What? Do you not realize that you talk about him as often as you do?” It’s her turn to wink at Jace, and she’s lucky that I can’t reach her over the counter. Becky giggles once more and then takes our orders, “So, when is D-day anyway?” “D-day?” Jace and I ask together. “Yeah, you know, move in day. When are you finally moving here?”

"What a beautiful morning, Isn't it?" "Uh...are you okay?" "Never been better, my friend." "But today's Tuesday...?" Danny said putting down the newspaper. "I know." He glance at his friend giving him a small smile then pouring a coffee for himself. "And it's seven thirty." "I know." "You are usually calm about waking up early on Tuesday." Saga took a huge bite on Danny's waffle. "I know." Danny eyed his friend one more time before he finally shake his head and flip the newspaper. "Yeah, whatever I'm going back to sleep."

Costs dropped, efficiency soared, and the business expanded at an incredible pace. Within two years, we had opened three new branches in nearby cities. The next time I saw Matthias, it was on the news. He had stalked and kidnapped a woman, imprisoned her in a seaside shack, and tortured her for 20 days before dumping her body into the ocean. The victim was Evelyn. … The scent of dinner drifted through the house. Derrick had already finished cooking. He walked over and wrapped his arms around me from behind, his voice warm and easy. "Anything interesting in the news today?"

play too. I gave her a stern look and she continued washing. Our Mother was sitting on the mat outside separating the vegetables from thier stalk. "Osifa thinks she is still a child. " said my Mother chuckling. I sat close to her and took some of the vegetables and began working on them. "Mother I will go to the bar after cooking lunch. " I said. "Fetty let the bar be for today. " she replied. "You haven't rested properly. Look how swollen your eyes are. You've been working and running helter skelter lately. You'll sleep and rest after dinner. We will open the bar on Monday. " she added. "Monday?.... Tommorow is Sunday ooo.. Remember how good Sunday is for business. " I said while pulling m

I said, setting the glass down on the counter. Just then, Dalia walked in—glistening with sweat and wearing the skimpiest workout clothes imaginable. Barely-there shorts. A sports bra that might as well have been a suggestion. And, of course, that grin—mischievous and sweet as poison. “Good morning, everyone,” she sang, like she owned the place. I rolled my eyes, didn’t even dignify her with a reply. Just turned on my heel and headed toward Icarus’s office.

Kaylee's P.O.V. Every day for the past week, Parker was out before dawn, working and training the pack. I started helping in the dining hall during the days to pass the time and contribute to the pack that was about to go to war for me. It didn't escape my notice that several members of the pack refused to be served by me. They also didn't want me touching anything they had touched, as if they thought I would be able to see anything I wanted from touching the same surface.

She opened her diary and started to write; “Dear Wade; It was a good day. I met a lot of people today and they all were nice. I met William today. He’s a fun guy. He even invited me to a party tonight. I met Ashley. I helped her find her brother. I don’t know how I knew but I just knew where her brother was. Isn’t this weird? I also met a guy named Charles. He’s a bit weird. I don’t know. He’s just very quiet. He got no friends and he’s weird. Well, really wish I cloud find you. I think you’ve moved out from the island. I hope to see you soon.” “Only one day left.” Dara spoke as she put her diary back in her drawer. She took out some clothes from the closet and went to the bathroom to get he