Saat Romane & Geschichten

Notes: Nii-san/-nii : Elder brother Nee-san/-nee : Elder sister -jii : Uncle

I turned to look at my phone to see it is 2 hours past training. " Shit .." I whispered . Wait.. "Who are you ! " I yelled " You know exactly who I am , Love " he said, calling me by an intimate name that made my legs squeeze together. Standing up to throw my covers back on my bed his sweet scent filled my room and I was drooling from it . I know exactly who it was . "Mate " Shiva said in a husky voice I turned on the light that was on the side table of my bed . I looked at him and goddess he looked sexy and pissed too.

After

Jack returned, voice even. Around the table, micro-shifts. Luke’s chair tipped back an inch then settled. Don tapped his pen cap twice, stopped. Stacey didn’t move at all, which was movement enough. Scott placed a drive on the table with the care of laying a chess piece. “Satellite tasking. Saudi. Mexican Pacific. Brisbane. You’ll want the last twelve hours.” “We already do,” Jack said. His hand did not reach for the drive. He let Ty slide it into a sterile port instead.

Goodbye. ****

Model without a Cause “Okay, everybody!” Collin boomed at the front of the darkened boardroom. “As you all know, we are going to be advertising Capier's brand new line of cell phone products called Clickmark." A picture of a mauve colored cell phone appeared on the screen along with a list of features.

“Well now that I have you here, why don’t you take a seat.” “You know how bad this is Time. You can fix this. Take me back to your true era, and nothing bad has to happen. Sinful will follow us away. I’m begging of you,” I plead, perching myself on the edge of the couch opposite to him. If he thinks for one second I’m getting any closer to him than I need to, he’s insane. “How is it being my mate,” Time asks, dismissing my words. I grit my teeth and narrow my eyes on him. “Seriously? This is petty…”