Ya Dun Goofed Novels & Stories

His blue eyes were brighter than she had remembered as he stared at her in dismay and embarrassment. “Tastes good right?” Anna asks with a teasing expression while raising her eyebrows at him. Dylan clears his throat before rolling his eyes at her in disbelief. He gets settled on the brown fluffy couch in the living room and continues eating while trying to avoid Anna’s gaze. To avoid creating an awkward mood, Anna continues, “I’m sorry about today.” She tried to sound as sincere as possible if she was going to smoothen things out with him. “What exactly are you sorry for?” Dylan pushes further his eyes not hiding the little spark of mischief in them. He liked that he had the upper hand righ

The sounds stopped. Elaine let out a short, cold laugh. "The hotel staff said you used three condoms. We have physical evidence and witnesses. You still want to keep lying?" My mother brought the whip down across my shoulder. "You shameless, disgusting boy. I won't stop until you're dead. That's a promise!" The messages dropped all pretense as Frederick's real thoughts were right there on the screen. [Idiot. You should've died a long time ago. If you'd just run as I told you to, none of this would've happened. You never had a chance against me.]

So I gave up and focused on getting the family that I want. “ Silvy, I’m sorry you feel that way. But I will help you. Are you ready to hear my terms?” Goof asked. “ Yes, tell me what you want.” I said. “ It is simple, I will do the first donation at the doctor’s office. If it doesn’t take then we skip the doctors.” he said. Did he just say what I think he said? No, that can’t be right. Goof wouldn’t want to have sex with me. He has never shown any attraction towards me. He has never checked me out. I had to have misheard him. “ Could you repeat that? It sounded like you said you wanted to have sex with me if the first donation didn’t take.” I asked. I needed clarification.

They truly looked like father and son. "Amara, are you okay?" Darson asked when he noticed Amara staring at them. "Huh? Yeah, I'm fine. Let's eat." She responded. Arman noticed that they both look like they were pooping themselves. The awkwardness in the air somehow dissipated when Arman started laughing out of nowhere. Amara's forehead creased, while Darson stared at him like he's from another planet. But, it didn't take long for both of them to laugh as well. The little boy's laughter is so contagious that they can't stop themselves.

Stacey's face was already red and swollen, but it looked even more unbearable afterward. The police arrived at that moment and took everyone down. I smirked when I spotted Trevor sweating profusely. Trevor was upset when he saw the smile on my face and snapped, "Don't all of you have anything to do?" He pointed at me. "Why don't you go back to work? Have you finished your tasks?"

"To the company. There's an international conference call tomorrow morning." The wheels rolled over the snow with a soft crunch as we drove off. This chapter had finally, definitively, come to a close.

Fidelia warned as they stepped out "You wouldn't do that" Comfort jumped on her laughing . ******** Outside the mall August drove to the parking lot as they laughed at the joke Marcus made earlier. "Stop being silly Marcus" August was saying as he stepped down from the car. "You're paying for whatever we buy here today" Marcus told August as they both step in. Few minutes into their shopping Fidelia and Comfort strides in. "Woooow" Marcus jaw dropped on the on the signt of Fidelia. "What did you see?" August looked at the direction of the girls and he wasn't seeing whatever August was seeing

I try to tell him I’m imagining Gideon kicking their asses but the words just won’t come out. “There was a lot of dust down there; maybe she breathed in something bad?” Ghost sounds just as panicked as Low, which only makes me laugh harder and that makes them panic more. “You two are fucking morons.” Dutton growls, five words from a strung-up piece of meat and all the humour leaves me.

"He'll know by tonight that Reeves is dead and the drive is in play. He'll move fast." She walked out of the diner without looking back. Cole sat with the drive in his palm and stared at the table. I sat across from him. Waited. "My team," he said finally. "Martinez. Cho. Reeves." He stopped. "Not Dana Reeves. Different Reeves. Eddie Reeves. Twenty-six years old. Had a kid he'd never met yet." He set the drive flat on the table. "I went to his wife after. Told her he died well. Told

Damn Shit. I feel completely trapped here. I look around me with no words to say and chuckle softly and nervously in my position thinking of a very quick way to persuade him and calm him down a little bit. My God this is the absolute biggest fuck up of my life. This is a very huge mess up. If only I can find a way out of this.