A year has gone by since I began living with my fiancé, Felix Knox. By the time a year went by I felt comfortable enough that I allowed Felix to kiss me and hug me, but nothing more than just that. He's keeping his word by not touching me without me allowing him to. After a year living here I began to get used to where the majority of the rooms we used frequently were located. I knew where the: dining hall, Felix's bedroom and office, my bedroom, garden, sunroom, library/study, and the ballroom were at. The rest of the mansion was most of the time not used so I didn't know what those rooms were at. I noticed lately that some of the staff working here have been eyeing me suspiciously. Making me feel uncomfortable when I was alone, but when Felix …show more content…
Both of us are from a wealthy family, and that makes other people jealous. As a result, people will do anything to pull us apart." Felix explained as his face showed how much he didn't want that to happen. "Then he proceeded to..." I trailed off, unable to say what he …show more content…
"Yes, he did." I answered as I cried in his arms. "What did I do to deserve this?" I sobbed "Absolutely nothing. No one deserves to be treated like this, Yahia." Felix whispered comforting me. "I have a request?" I asked as my sobbed subsided. I looked up into Felix's eyes showing him my resolve before I spoke. Because what I'm going to ask will require me to be completely sure with myself. "What is it?" Felix asked, looking into my salamander orange eyes. He could see that I'm serious about what I'm going to ask. "I want to have sex with you." I replied wanting to know what sex was like when I'm not being forced. "I don't have to ask you if you're sure do it?" Felix asked, seeing that I'm willing to risk it. "No you don't." I answered "On one condition." He stated "What is that?" I asked "If you begin to feel like you want me to stop you have to tell me. I'm not willing to take the chances that I'll end up hurting you after what just happened. Just say 'code red' or just 'red' then I'll know you're serious about wanting me to stop. Is that alright with you?" Felix asked dead serious about everything he just
The concept for this script, in its simplicity, was wildly creative and holds true to the popular phrase, “be careful what you wish for.” The writer really did a great job of keep the reader engaged in the narrative with the unpredictability of the wishes and the Josie’s escalated involvement with Stan’s character.
It has been too long since I last wrote to you, so I thought I would inform you on momentous events that happened in my life in the last little while. The previous time I heard from you was when Gabriel turned three. I can’t believe he is about to become a teenager now. My goodness, time flies by so fast. I was so ecstatic when I saw your prior letter arrive in my mail.
‘yes, I did, he’ll be able to give Stella the protection that we can’t’ my father catches his breath in his throat before hugging my mom.
I also don't own the idea, it was requested to me by the wonderful Amanda. Thank you so much! I hope I did this idea justice.
At the same time: Snap-Whoosh-Growl-Snap-Whoosh-Growl! Return with a fierceness, causing the rest of the men to separate into two groups with some moving to the left in search of the origin of the beastly sounds and the others moving to the right, combining their numbers with those searching for their missing brethren, while Gottlieb stays behind.
When we picked Roberto the immigration told me and Roberto "what were you guys thinking about coming here you could have gotten yourself killed".
“ Hay Gloria, I was calling to see if you wanted to hang after school today.”
I could start off my story by telling you why Byblos, Lebanon is so important to me. But before that, I want you to know why it is such a memorable place. First of all, the place is pretty goddamn beautiful. I’d be lying if I told you that it's possible to get bored in that huge bastard. The people themselves are a bunch of happy and energetic souls.
PROLOGUE “Dang it!”, Fritz yells angrily as he chucks his phone viciously against the wall, causing the floor to be showered in a mosaic of plastic and metal. “The fools cut us off!” Startled at the sudden outburst, Fritz’s friend and colleague John breaks his eyes away from the dim computer screen lighting up their small office to look at the choleric Fritz. “The heck is your problem?”, John says after a moment of staring speculatively at the fuming man. Fritz’s face crinkles into an expression of pure, unadulterated loathing.
This girl name Lola plays in lol and other movies, but she is a teenager and she thinks she can do what she want’s but when she got in the that big fight with Chad because he called her a name and she didn’t like it she went after him and stared to hit him and yelled at him don’t you ever call me that again and stuff like that and her mom got called. When she came and got her, she wanted her phone and Lola said that she don’t have it but when she got a text from Emily and her mom found it and Lola tried to get it back but her mom asks her why she got in a fight with Chad and she said he’s not my Chad no more mom and her mom’s like
face. I nuzzled his shoulder. “Ya..we'll protect you Sebastian!” announced Candy as she joined us in the snug corner. Isabelle walked over.
Pandemonium has been unleashed into the world. It appears a fathomless pandemic has broken out, danger potentially reigning the world. One in two born on 28th June 1989 around the world have unknown rare genetic defects that challenges our subjective perception of homosapiens. Lanyon Cooperation is having apocalyptic visions of the human race that this unprecedented phenomenon has brought about. We have overcome wars, famine and many political debates, but this year is a turning point in history, as we are all expected to witness the beginning of a global catastrophe.
I was washing the dishes when this boy, Paco, that worked with me and was a couple of years younger, played with a napkin. He moved, then turned as if he was in an arena in front of a bull. He seemed to enjoy the game, yet he took it very seriously. I could not help but smile looking at him. “How is the bull?”
My dearest Isabelle, when you were born, I was thrilled, my very own daughter. Your hair, a bright gold and your eyes, such a clear, gorgeous blue. I had ambitions for you and me; I was going to teach you to be an independent woman who broke away from society’s norms. Every night from the day you were born I repeated my beloved phrase to you, “you will be strong, you will do anything you set your mind to, your future will be wonderful, you will be free!” Alas, your father never liked my ideas about your future, a women’s objective in life was to find a pleasant and wealthy husband.
Then again I could not blame my desiccated room when I have the pleasure of cherishing the world's most noisy and obnoxious roommate. A first-class blistering distraction. I could no longer tell whether my wallpaper was peeling due to its quality, or his racket. When someone's been your best friend for six years you tend to get used to their downfalls, the noise, the random array of women, the house parties, the noise, the drink, the drugs, the constant noise, did I mention the noise?