Yn In Text Novels & Stories

She was embarrassed. Yohan Dixon had never slept so sickly. He was uninterested. He gazed at the room's door. Nobody was around to see him. He sat. For a brief moment, his head spun, but he maintained control of his consciousness. His throat was parched. He wanted to drink. He picked up his mobile phone and sent a text to Ryan Jenkins.

It was brightly lit with a big colorful bubble of text consuming most of the screen. Khyle: I'm sorry! I love you SOOO much Gunner. I wanna fly home to you so you can throw me down on that big bed of yours and take me to heaven. You're so big. I just wanna be your boy toy and have you give it to me hard. Kisses. Khyle

I text back a single word. Yes.

Was about to reply, when another text popped up. Unknown number 💬: Need me to remind your little ex why he never should’ve messed with my ice-tongued princess?

He inched closer to his as they both stared at each other's eyes—both burning with rage. “What now Mr. Nitwit! Are you in love with me or something?! Then tell me that simple 1 4 3 rather than getting my attention like a fucking loser!” Yenn chuckled as he enjoyed looking at the contorted expression on his face. He really felt satisfied when he can’t refute him.

” Grace sniffed (Really? “Ó, tiān nǎ, zhè shì zhēn de! Nín kěyǐ shuō wǒmen de yǔyán. Wǒ nà yúchǔn dí gēgē zěnme huì zhème shuàigē!” Said Chynna. (Oh my God, so you can indeed speak our language! How did my stupid, ugly brother land such a hottie?!)

Okay, looks like Cally doesn't have to pull out her gun either. "Hey, you didn't hear me huh? Starting to dare to fight me?" exclaimed the young man holding the gun "it's rude to talk to elders like that brat!" said Cally, reymond who saw him talking so casually just swallowed his saliva. The girl was indeed too brave and fearless, no wonder, at a young age she was already a top brass of the FBI.

I was cracking up on my end. I didn’t like the whole situation, but I was laughing because how much it was annoying Tyler. At least he is faithful. So, it may seem. I was feeling slightly better about another female being close to Tyler, knowing he isn’t reciprocating her flirtations. I was looking up some code that was on one of the work orders that just came through, it wasn’t an emergency, but I wasn’t used to the code on the order, so I had to do a bit of digging. In the middle of my research for this code, I got a message, it was from YN2 Vasquez. He was complaining about the new YN2. He hated having to break every little ting down multiple times for someone.