X Pen Novels & Stories

"Open it." Her hands weren't quite steady as she lifted the lid. It was not a ring but a pen. The pen was looking old and elegant. The kind of fountain pen that hadn't been manufactured in decades, its barrel a deep, weathered black, gold fittings worn soft with years of careful handling.

Some of them were in a broken state and some were so worn out that the color had rubbed off it. “Wow someone is obsessed with pens.” He picked one up curiously. “plastic. Didn’t just boat to me that he banned plastic usage. Why does he have a butt load of it.” Most of the pens in there did not have ink in them. After testing ten or fifteen of them, he just gave up and closed that drawer. Only one pen that was on the table worked. He opened up the next one. it was the same as the first one. filled with pens...

I whispered. "Not if we have the **Pen**," Rowan said. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, silver object. It wasn't a pen. It was a **Bottle of Ink**. And on the label, it said: **"UNLIMITED CONTENT."**

I repeated looking down at where my hand was hiding "It feels hard and hot, but the skin is soft and it's long. How do you walk with that between your legs? Take off your pants, I want to see what I'm playing with.” "No,” he answered briefly, "It’s like this or nothing." I resigned myself to his answer. When Alex got something between his eyebrows, there was no one to change his mind. So, I set out to tour his penis as best I could since I didn't have much space to do so I had to use my imagination to get an idea of ​​what my hand was touching. I felt some moisture when I reached the tip of his member. It was slimy and warm to the touch so I assumed that men lubricated too.

He threw the pen on the desk, grabbed the envelope, and left the office. April let a real smile form on her lips as she signed the divorce papers. Then she capped the pen. Damien’s pen was worth hundred of American dollars. It’s considered a luxury pen. The company limited the production of these pens. April heard David’s voice halt the Carolyn’s rehearsal dinner as he called out to Chloe.

"Are you kidding me? Give me my pen back." Silence. I purse my lips and not waiting for the answer anymore and simply reaching towards my pen, attempting to pull it out of Axel's hand, but he doesn't let me. "What the fuck?" he asks. "Give me back my pen." I hiss at him. "No. I need a pen. I'm keeping it." he hisses back. "How can you come to school without a pen?" "Simple. I don't take a fucking pen with you." he explains like I'm five years old and my nose flares.

“Lorenzo... Rom—” Before I can finish, a small voice pipes up from behind me. “That’s me.” I turn and find a boy standing by the hallway, holding a sketchpad. His dark brown eyes study me curiously, his hair tousled like he’s just woken up from a nap. He’s probably around six or seven. I smile gently. “Hi, Bryan. I’m Penelope.” He shuffles closer, still clutching his sketchpad. “Are you the girl who makes pretty necklaces?”

“Mom, maybe……..” “Shut up, Luna,” Serena snaps. Leo starts crying harder. “Mommy!” I crawl forward. “I’m here, baby. Mommy’s here.” Serena watches me like a cat with a mouse, I reach the table. The pen feels heavy in my hand , I pick it up. Julian’s voice is whisper soft behind me. “Trust me.” I meet his eyes. He nods once. I hover the pen over the line. Serena leans down, kisses Leo’s head. “Good girl.”

"Over a pen..." Esther retrieved her phone and handed the teacher a photo of the pen, casually stating, "This pen was a gift for Felix when he started school. It's a limited edition, one-of-a-kind, made of platinum and adorned with rubies, sapphires, emeralds, and diamonds. It features 840 diamonds totaling over 20 carats." Having never encountered such a pen before, Megan promptly denied its existence, exclaiming, "That's impossible! Don't try to deceive me with some street stall item!"

Then she opened the pen cap curiously, but it looked like just an ordinary pen. Seeing the disappointment in her face, Joshua took the pen and unscrewed the cap. “This pen is actually a small cell phone.” He pointed to what was supposed to be an ink cartridge, but there was a series of numeric keys. You can make a call with this. Besides, you can pre-set a number you can call at any time. Press this button for two seconds, and the phone will dial out automatically. It comes with a global positioning system that allows searchers to find specific locations within 10 meters quickly.”