Romance
I want to make money as a year one college student
I will go by nickname : Lò Béo its the mixing of my last name and the word 'fat' in vietnamese mean 'Béo' and as you can tell im from vietnam...you probably dont want to know but im writing this for money and also to let out my thoughts and make friends...if possible of course...
By Hiếu Trọng2 years ago in Chapters
IT'S A DIRTY JOB
Camp Honey Pot was all abuzz with whisperings of a diabolical axe murderer roaming the grounds after I had discovered a Peeping Tom looking into the cabin as my girls slept. Everyone was suddenly an expert in security and investigation. My girls were with me when I reported to work at 7 AM. I planned on keeping them with me all day, no matter how bored they became or how much they complained.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
Smartystan
Timothy Gummer, 37, looked at his wife. It was a gesture of fighting. A torment and a storm churned in his soul. He loved her altogether hard and simply. Yet, at the same time, it was an incredible lightness. He had placed his gaze on her eyes and sipped his scotch.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Chapters
A Chance Encounter
The wheels of Emma's suitcase clicked against the tile floor as she sped through the busy train station. She was running late for her train to Paris, her new life and career about to start. She stumbled after a collision with someone's shoulder as she hurried past the ticket barriers.
By Sahar Abidi2 years ago in Chapters
IT'S A DIRTY JOB
Lying in bed the morning after getting to know Matt felt delicious, as I had an extra half an hour before reporting to work. Stretching the kinks out of my sore, overworked body, I remembered the feel of his hard fingers caressing my stiff muscles and shuddered, wondering how it would have felt to give in to my feelings last night.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
Exploring the Depths of Love: A Journey Through Time
Love, the enigmatic force that transcends boundaries and whispers in the hearts of the most unlikely souls, is a journey we all embark upon at some point in our lives. It weaves its threads through the tapestry of our existence, coloring our days with hues of passion, companionship, and profound understanding. In this exploration of the depths of love, we delve into its myriad forms, from the fleeting sparks of newfound affection to the enduring flames that withstand the tests of time.
By Beauty Lovery2 years ago in Chapters
New Girl: Chapter Twelve
Valentine’s Day was finally here. Waking up in an uncharacteristically good mood, Lucita woke with a smile. Taking a look in the mirror, she grabbed her palette of eyeshadow. Taking her cheap drugstore brush, the one she used for everything, she put on a base of white eyeshadow. Next, she patted some red eyeshadow, creating a nice gradient on her eyelid. Then, as usual, she lined her eyes in pitch-black eyeliner.
By Cyn's Workshop2 years ago in Chapters
