บ้า นิยาย & เรื่องราว

What the fuck is wrong with me? ------

_Fucking hot bastard! -----

He knows that there will be a backlash when they find out that a child will tag along “bobo! Mas mapapakinabangan pa yata yan kaysa sayo! Meron din syang kasamang sanay sa kutsilyo” (stupid! He will be more useful than you! We also have a person who is more used in knife) the boss shivered in horror when he remember the girl with a piercing eyes and a sharp knife

Every rational thought scattered. Fuck.

My head seems to nod and I hear myself say, “Yes, I understand.” I seem unable to do anything that I want to do, I seem to be just floating around watching what is happening around me with no one of telling any of my friends what I know and what I am about to do. Suddenly my body starts moving away from the master and towards the battle. I now seem able to see the monsters and as they come running towards me I swing my sword attacking as if I am someone who is not on there side. While I do this, my brain only seems to be able to focus on one thing and that is ending the relationship between my two best friends and I don’t know what I will do when this all ends. Then I black out.

“What?” “Ah-ah-I’m sup-ssssss-ssssssss-sup-supposed t-t-t-t-t-t-t-to ssss-st-sstay w-w-wi-“ I mentally cursed my inability to properly speak as Soren cut me off abruptly. “Look, I’ve got my orders and I don’t have time to listen to your stuttering mess of whatever it is you’re trying to say.”

, Laura barked Wait, what the fuck is going on!

These brothers will be the death of her. __________________________________________ (Song) “What would I do without your smart mouth? Drawing me in, and you kicking me out You've got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down What's going on in that beautiful mind? I'm on your magical mystery ride And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright My head's under water But I'm breathing fine You're crazy and I'm out of my mind 'Cause all of me Loves all of you…….”

Fucking bastard! ****

“Shouldn’t you be happy, Timtim? Now you’ll get my full attention. Every day.” “That’s not funny,” she snapped. “I’m not joking.” He stepped closer, lowering his face until they were nearly nose to nose. “You’re reckless. Immature. And I’ve let you run wild for too long. Consider this your leash, officially tightened.” “You’re insane.” “And you,” he breathed, his voice turning gravelly, “are mine to keep in line.” Timtim was stunned by his words.. is he insane what does he mean by that ? --- --- Later that evening, back at home, she found her bedroom window open.