The Last Godfall: Transmigrated as the Young Master - Chapter 104: Masks at Noon

“Do you want to know how this works?” he whispered.“Yes!” I gasped in response to his tug on my hair. “I want to know.”“Yes, what?” he asked, causing my mind to swirl with the realization of what he was into.“Yes, sir. I can be a good girl.”****For Becca, going to Miami brought up old childhood memories with her best friend, Tally. She needed the break after a rough year attending Yale and a break-up with her boyfriend, Chad. She didn’t expect for her summer of fun to include sleeping with James, the Italian Stallion–Tally’s father.Knowing it’s wrong, she allows James to pull her into a vortex of pleasure that has her breaching the surface of reality and grasping for survival. Can Becca endure this pleasure without Tally finding out?Or will her secrets cause her world to crash around her?Submitting to My Best Friend’s Dad is created by Scarlett Rossi, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

“Stop following me!” Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him. But now she was everywhere, suffocating him.“I’m only trying to protect you,” she responded.Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself.”She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving.“Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence.“Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…”“Then why do you want me to stop following you?”“I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end.“Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away.“I did,” he sighed in defeat.

Rio Lance is a Ferrari engine with square wheels.He can run the 100 meters in 10.8 seconds, but he possesses the ball control of a traffic cone.In the ruthless world of Spanish football, he’s a “kick-and-run” merchant destined for the Sunday leagues.But fate has a different transfer deadline day in mind.With Girona FC bleeding out in the La Liga relegation zone and an injury crisis wiping out the first team, the manager needs a miracle. He needs a winger. Tomorrow.Rio knows he’s doomed to fail the trial. He’s fast, but he can’t shoot, pass, or dribble to save his life.That is, until his phone glitches out and installs a mysterious app.[Connection Established...][The Football Legends Chat Group!]King_10: “A new rookie? He looks clumsy.”Hand_Of_King: “Clumsy? I like his attitude.”Total_Football_14: “Stop bickering. We have one night to turn this sprinter into a footballer.”Rio isn't hallucinating. He’s just been added to a group chat with the digital echoes of Pelé, Maradona, and Cruyff!They are bored. They are critical. And they are willing to share their GOAT-tier abilities but only if Rio can survive the pressure.With Maradona’s [La Gambeta] feint loaded into his muscle memory and Cruyff’s [Clockwork Eye] guiding his vision, the fastest kid in Spain is about to stop running away from the ball and start running the game.The first mission is simple.Save Girona from relegation, or get banned from the Chat Group forever.***Let's get this novel up there! Drop your Golden Tickets and reviews, and enjoy a ride that won't disappoint!

[WARNING! MATURE CONTENT]Noelle lived her whole life in luxury. Anything she demanded was handed to her on a silver spoon. But not Night. A boy she desires and thinks of as her 'perfect prince'. In a sick twist of fate, Noelle's family fell into huge debt, making her view things differently. Now with a broader view and an open mind, Night doesn't seem to be as perfect as he was in Noelle's eyes.COMPLETED 17 JUNE 2022 to 1 JANUARY 2023--------------------------*Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.Discord: Fujiashi #3282Instagram: @fujiashiTwitter: @Fujiashi_