Ywach Novels & Stories

It is followed by a beep soon after. I tap the notification. A series of messages from my best friend appears on the screen. Mo : *why didn't you pick up?* Mo : *sorry, forgot it's weekend. You're absolutely occupied right now* She adds a winky face at the end. Mo : *I just want to check in. Aaaand, brag* Another winky face. Mo : *Girl, omg I'm soooooo luckyyyyyy* Mo : *look at these! I'm in paradiiiiise*

“Yeah, there are only six left. Let’s see. There’s Gregory, Daniel, Vaughn, Michael, Shane, and Gavin.” “They sound like a boy band,” Dominic commented crossly, looking away. “Don’t be so depressing. This guy, Vaughn, is sort of cute. Clear blue eyes, ponytail, and the sheet says he likes adventures. I think he’d probably have a hay day with pretty, polished, perfect Laura. Opposites attract, right?” “I think she’d tell him to get a haircut.” “Okay, then someone more made up. Hmm… what about Gavin?”

"We're both in an online role-play group; you know what that is, right?" "Yeah. I was in Wow." Jace nodded. "Well, we play in an online group where our avatars mimic real life. We have friends, we own a club. Our avatars¡­" he looked down at his hands. "We got married online." His eyes suddenly flashed back up to meet Troy's defiantly. "Yeah it's stupid, but I looked forward to being with him! I can be myself with him and he doesn't care that I have this¡­male body! I'm a woman when I'm online. I'm beautiful and I can have the dream. And I know it's not real, okay?! I get that."

Jayce What can more can be more satisfying than a hot shower when every part of you is aching from lack of sleep and day-to-day hustle. I groaned as the warm water touched my naked body, warning all the distress away from me. Something a little hot can make such a difference in our lives, something that we unsee on a daily basis. Things that might be normal for one but for a luxury that barely can’t afford. I smiled, remembering the feeling of Liam’s small, fragile body. Today was surprisingly weird and quite a hustle but in a good way.

Louis Reginald Sparks, twenty-seven-year-old vocalist of the band Run Up My Galaxy, charming and a minion of fate, like any normal person, loved surprises. In fact, I used to love it. His younger brother Tom is too. However, the surprises presented by their common beloved woman with the gentle nickname Kitsune sometimes made them pretty nervous.

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This countdown is what keeps me going every day. It’s going so well but as I sit there looking forward, I see several shadows fall in front of me. That feeling of hope for a good day disappeared in an instant. I counted three shadows which meant I knew exactly who was stood there. My sister Ella, her two best friends Gemma and Leah. Or as I liked to refer to them the Bitches of Eastwick. Not witches. Witches were cool. These three were straight up evil.

Outside, the winds carried the faintest echo of a howl—distant but moving closer. The Draugr were coming. And the Blood Witch marched with them.

Bandit said. “No, I don’t.” Jake looked at them warily. He had no idea what they were talking about. “A sweet butt is a woman that hangs around the club, a lay is non commitment sex, sweet butts are club property, a house mouse too and a sweetie is someone you date without any commitment, like a permanent place to rest your cock for however long you see fit,” Nitro explained.