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I was led into another where I guess all the wives have their secret meetings. I found my seat “Okay, before we start,” aiko announced. “We have a new member our club. We just want to say, ________. Welcome to The 2p Wives Club. Where all the wives discuss secrets, except for affairs,” “My hubby will kill me, if I cheat behind his back,” Ling said. “We know,” Aiko replied. “Uh we’re not actually married,” I said, blushing. “Oh you will be married soon enough,” Aisha replied, wrapping her arm around my shoulder. “Oliver wouldn’t stop crying for wee

Prologue The house was dark as a man’s weeping his heard from the Kitchen. In the Kitchen, was a man no other than Oliver Kirkland, sitting on the floor crying with his hand covering his face as tears dropped to the floor. Cupcake batter spilled all over the floor, and spoons, teacups and plates are broken into millions of pieces.   “Why, it’s not fair,” He sobbed.   “I need someone. I don’t want to be alone,” He continued crying until a chocolate brown bunny with wings came flying into the kitchen dropping a piece of photograph on the ground in front of him. He than wiped his eyes, with his pi

It was about midnight, and it seemed like a perfect night to relax. It was cool, but not too cold you would need a blanket. The big grandfather clock was the only sound to be heard, besides your gentle breathing. And the moon and stars gave off just enough light through your small window, you wouldn't need a lamp to read [your favourite book]. Right beside you was a nice cup of tea, which you would take sips out of every so often. You had a thin [f/c] blanket on your legs, as you were snuggled in a faded blue recliner chair, using the moonlight for the words of your book. You let out a content sigh, as your night was going quite well. It was

"I don't want that little shit back." You sighed and kept looking out the window, waving goodbye to your best friend and her son. "He's coming back. For a whole week." "I didn't sign up for that." "Well I did. His mother is my best friend and if she needs a favor I'll be damned if I don't help her." Logan groaned and walked to the couch, plopping down on it and holding his head in hands. As soon as the car was out of your sight you sat next to Logan and rubbed his back. "Come on babe, he's not hard to deal with. He's a very tame child." "He's an asshole." "He's eight. Not to mention a total sweetheart." Logan groaned, "To you! He's a

"Ehy (Name), you all alone today?" Stanley Queener asked, leaning up against the brick wall with his two chums. (Name) ignored them, buckling her shoes before standing up. She tapped the toes of them on the concrete, lodging them into place before beginning her walk back to 221B. "Oi, pig!" Stanley shouted, pushing himself off the wall and following the girl, his goons at his side. "Why are you always hacking on me Stanley?" (Name) sighed, spinning on her heel to face the three. "Because you're a waste of precious air, no mate." Stanley laughed. (Name)'s hands clenched into fists at her sides. She took a long and deep breath to calm herself d

The battle of Fairy Tail was no easy battle, they had been fighting for days, they were exhausted but determined not to lose the fight. As the final enemy fell in defeat the members of Fairy Tail let out wild cheers and begun to celebrate, laughing and hugging each other, all except for one person, Master Makarov neither cheered nor laughed, his face held nothing but sadness as he turned to one of the oldest members of Fairy Tail. You. He approached you and stopped a few feet away. There was a long pause as he watched you closely, your face was hidden behind a curtain of your loose [H/C] locks of hair so he couldn’t assess you proper

EnglandxTeen!Coma!Reader Sequel You woke up next morning but the half of the bed was empty. You opened your eyes and Arthur was gone. "Arthur?" "Good morning (Name)" You hear a little voice beside you. You turned around to see Flying mint bunny. "Minty!" You said happily and hugged the little bunny. Yes you could see her and all the others imaginary friends Arthur has. You used to call flying mint bunny for Minty. "Arthur is buying breakfast for you he will be back soon" Minty said "Okay" "How are you feeling?" She asked "Good or.." You looked at your broken legs, how will you be able to get around? "Aw..don't worry I'm sure you will

The soft caress of breath against her ear. A gentle, probing touch seeking dominance on unclaimed hips. A warning whispered in passing, shivers claiming her form. A slip of the wrist, a sudden grasp. It was the Devil's Dance, and she was only a measly performer trapped in the endless cycle. The world around her was being manipulated; the colours blending, the atmosphere changing at each turn. The air was heavy with musk, a sweet aroma from the garden lingering with the deep and husky scent. It left her intoxicated, dizzy in an already frantic chaos. Here a flash of blue, there a glimpse of burgundy!- Leering grins and gruesome touches were