Vol'jin Romane & Geschichten

Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!” Jade was was Capris alter ego, she never told anyone she didn’t know her real name. She was not a bird brain easily impressed woman. Men would often pull our wads of cash out to try and impress her, but she would look away in disgust. Money didn’t impress her, neither did material things. She had everything she needed or wanted. Capri worked to ensure she would never be in need or want. She also told them she wasn’t into men as a way to get them to back down. She knew she needed another excuse. That line did not work, she would have never though these little boys wo

He cleared his throat, “I'll lend you 500 coins but you have to pay back in a month.” Violet shrugged, “No problem but 500 coins Is too small. I need 10,000 coins.” “Fine but you'll have to pay me back with interest.” Violet grinned, “I'll pay back with a thousand coins interest so don't worry.” Alaric nodded with a smile before saying, “Come with me.”

Vincent quickly broke into the cloud computer system to learn about Anderson Silva. Vincent watched the profile and some videos of Anderson leading a meeting at Horus. "Who are you?" Vincent muttered, then returned to typing on the laptop keyboard. Despite his access code being blocked, Vincent remained calm and focused. Vincent managed to get a complete profile of Anderson Silva. "So he's the former Vice President of Vlopps."

You’re mine and always will be. Press 1 to save the message Message saved.

Devon asked me and it took everything in me not fall on my butt. After f*cing torturing me for days, he had to ask this heartbreaking question about my identity! I was so mad at this point but there was nothing I could do than swallow my anger and say my name. "I'm sorry, I forgot my manners kind sir. My name is Miguel," I spoke meekly with my head down. It was dead quiet, making it seem like I was a spectacle to observe. "Is my face down? What is so beautiful down there that you've been staring at?" Devon asked while the ladies fawned at his voice, thinking it was sexual but I definitely knew it was far from sexual.

He fucking provoked me, saying that I never drank before which is not true, I did but not strong alcohol since we didn't have the high-quality alcohol but other than that we had vodka which was good, stole it from my dad's friends. "Yes! Let me call Faine!" Justin lifted his fist up high, showing his excitement. This asshole doesn't know who am I.

She is really strange. ✍️Authoress Ricky ✍️ To be continued... Bursted...Is Vendetta using scope now? Like, comments and comments to read next episode

Lucy cut me off and said, “Don’t listen to PJ. Get us some real drinks and fill them to the top!” PJ was my nickname, which was short for “Perfect Jasmine.” My classmates came up with it years ago as a taunt for being a religious, straitlaced, perfect student. Lucy was the only person I tolerated using it. I found her use of the nickname a bit ironic considering she was the perfect one, being so magazine gorgeous with a charming and sociable personality to match.

"You're nothing but a pawn in this game. Do you think you can take on the Whitneys and come out unscathed? You're delusional." His words cut through me like a knife. I refused to let his mockery undermine everything I had. With a steely glare, I held his gaze, refusing to back down. "I am not a pawn," I retorted, my voice trembling with fury. "And I will not rest until justice is served for Mira and my company." Mr. Whitney's laughter subsided, replaced by a cold, calculating stare. "You're out of your depth, Carmen. You have no idea what you're up against."

💙💙💙 Grazzi Vergiance! Vote and Comment. Enjoy reading! :)