Novel & Cerita รวย

It looks like a perfume bottle. "That looks nice, is it for me?" "Hmm?" He looks at the perfume. "Oh, no. The perfume is for me. Your gift is with the others." He says. "Oh, okay then." I gasp when I hear my favorite song blasting from the speakers. "This is my favorite song," I tell him and he smiles. Damn, Tye is so beautiful. But I don't think too much of it cause my favorite song is playing right now. Dynamite by BTS.

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

Gem spits while standing beside mom who is shaking "Haahaa oh yeah we can see you need breaking in, well don't worry cheery pie there's plenty of us whos willing to oblige, and as for this chocolate muffin," he says nodding to mom "well i don't usually like them older but Mmmmm i think ill have a bite of this one",

The morning light shines in through the crack in the dark green curtains that cover the bay window in Riley's room. It stirs Riley from her deep sleep, where she lays on her stomach on top of her queen size bed with her duvet tossed to the foot of the bed in a heaping mess. Her long, brown, naturally wavy hair flows in different directions as she peeks and shields her eyes from the sun. She had been dreaming of her 20th birthday that was coming up, which would signify her spot in the pack, and the first time she were to shift.

Regards, Kaizen Knight]

Only mine. *********************

He was swaying like a ship in a storm. ​"Home," I agreed, my head spinning as the cool AC of the club hit my damp skin. ​Mateo stood up, nearly knocking over a bottle of tonic. He looked at us, his eyes barely staying open. "Driver’s outside. All of you. Get in the car. I’m... I’m paying for the hangover, too." ​As we piled into Mateo’s massive luxury van—a tangle of limbs, messy hair, and the scent of expensive gin—the city of BGC sped past us in a kaleidoscope of lights. We were a mess. We were unprofessional. We were completely, beautifully wasted.

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Finishing the job. ****😑****