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CROSS “Shit!” I stuffed my books into my bag and grabbed my bag pack. My hands trembled as I tried to arrange my things but I gave up halfway and raced out of the empty classroom. Everyone was on the field, watching the game today. I had decided to stay back and wait for updates from the team to publish the school papers for tomorrow but with Cyrus' text, I'd be damned if I stayed another minute. “If you're in school, you better start running.” was what he sent and I've been packing ever since. He said he wasn't going to play! What the heck happened? I scrolled through my phone, checking the school's page and my jaw dropped when I saw pictures of Cyrus on the field. He scored not one but five goals and I just knew that dick was harder than steel right now. I barely managed to fit the smallest toy inside my ass this morning and it was still on there right now! It wasn't uncomfortable but I wasn't ready for anything his size- so do I run to him or away from him? The halls were e
CYRUS Satan couldn't be more ashamed of what I'd become! Just a few minutes ago, I was kissing Cross, taking his dick in my mouth and giving him the best heads I had NEVER done to a guy with my dick raging hard and now, I was kissing Patricia with Dick on my mouth and I couldn't get it up. Don't get me wrong, she was still lusting after me and I could feel it. I could fucking feel it but my dick was gaslighting us. Hello? Pussy here and there's a hole to fuck! Nothing? Really? You're really gonna ignore me and all for what? For Cross? Fuck me! Was there anyone who smelled half as good as he did? “Mmmm,” Patrica moaned and rolled her shoulders with her hands in my hair. “You taste so good and a tad salty. I like it.” First of all, that's Cross. Second of all, that's gross. He's mine. Yes, he was mine until we were over. I grabbed her butt and her hair, kissing her deeper as she palmed herself to me. I lifted her up and placed her on the desk in the empty classroom. She giggle
CROSS“You didn't tell me Cyrus stopped by yesterday,” I queried my mom once the day was over and we were locking up the cafe.“Oh, honey, it must've slipped my mind. He's such a wonderful boy.”“I bet he is,” that manipulative two faced son of a-“What? You don't think so?” We headed to her car and she unlocked it, sliding into the seats. She turned on the heater and I warmed my hands.“Oh it doesn't matter what I think. You like him already.”“What? Honey, he's your friend. Of course I like your friend. I trust your judgement.”I wish she would question my judgement at this point. Why did I have to be so good in their eyes?She pulled out of the parking lot and I got an earful of why I shouldn't push Cyrus away. Talk to me when you know the truth, Mom otherwise you're just advocating for that manwhore.Speaking of, the image played back in my head and I hid my face, turning to the window as my cheeks stained with colour. My dick remembered and started to rise— oh bloody thing! I cou
TRIGGER WARNING. Violence and abuse. CYRUS It got stronger each passing second. My dick fought to burst free from my pants but into who? I was yet to find Cross. “Oh no, I won't be going with Joseph. He's boring,” The door opened and Sofia walked in wearing a green face mask. “Ah!” She screeched and my ears almost bailed out. She clung to her door keeping an eye on me. “Wh-What are you doing here?” Her lips trembled. “You wear human skin even at home? Jeez! You must be dying to be human,” I rolled my eyes and pushed away from the window. Her bedroom was typical Barbie. It was so pink, it hurt my eyes. Even her nightshirt was pink. “I'll call you back,” she hung up the phone and a fist pounded on her door. “Honey, we heard you scream. Are you alright?” “Sofia, it's your father. Open the door right now.” I arched my brow at her, waiting to see what she'd do. I moved to her nightstand and picked up a picture of her and her family. “Nice family you've got. It would be a shame t
CROSS I woke up to a pounding headache. All the results from the crying and screaming finally caught on and I sat up in bed, looking around the darkness. I knew where I was and who was sleeping beside me. He was clutching my hand, as if afraid I'd be taken away again. I quite remember begging him to stay with me while I slept— why did I even do that? Cyrus was the last person I trusted with my body… but I guess he wouldn't pull that move on me. Oh shit! Mom! Fuck. Where's my phone? I started to tap about the bed in search of it- “What are you looking for?” his deep voice rumbled from beside me and I almost had a heart attack. “Jesus!” I flinched. “M-My phone… I can't find it. I need to call my mom.” That was the kind of voice ladies would swoon for and honestly, it was kinda hot. It was like waking up next to Batman. “I already called her,” he squeezed my hand tight, his thumb moving back and forth. “She said it's fine if you stay over.” “Wait what?” His touch was soothing and
CYRUS I knew something was off when I didn't see him in bed. The fear that pounded my chest was surreal. I've only felt this fear three times this week and they were both caused by Cross. The first time he saw me in that classroom. The second time was when Mera found out about him. The third time was a few hours ago when I searched for him. I wasn't going to live very long if he kept this up. I dashed out of bed, feeling the familiar chills of Mom's powers as soon as I got downstairs. Oh no she wouldn't! Cross was my meal not their fucking toy! “For fucks sake!” I pulled him out of her web before she could delve deeper into his mind and wreck it. “What the fuck is your problem?” “Oops!” She giggled like she wasn't just about to ruin him. “Sorry.” “Sorry? Are you fucking kidding me?” Instead, she giggled harder, getting on her feet and moving to the fridge. “What? I got carried away.” She shrugged, “It's been a while I saw a human,” she winked at my mate. “Fuck! Can't someone
Hi, Evie here. I wanna say thank you so much for coming this far with me. You have no idea how grateful I am that you're reading my work. Cross and Cyrus is my second attempt at a bl novel. The first one is "Finding Elijah" which will be available soon and will only be about 60 chapters, completed in February-- I'm working really hard for this one behind the scenes. The reason why updates are slow is because I have other books I'm working on and some will be coming to an end this month(Take me back, dear ex wife and Run, Camille, Run) but I'll still drop updates for Lust and Loyalty. I have no intentions of dragging any of my books so they'll probably be at most 80 chapters and anything more is because the story is not over. I'll drop ten chapters before the month ends and by February we can start stable updates. Thank you for your reviews, gems and comments. I look forward to them every day. it's my daily motivation 😁❤️
CROSS My mom could hand me over to the devil if he wore a nice suit and a cheeky smile. Either that or Cyrus was probably manipulating her. She didn't even scold me when he drove me home before school. In fact, she invited him in for tea— to which I refused on his behalf, of course. I did not want Cyrus getting anywhere close with my family. I was his business and it ended there. Getting ready took less than ten minutes and when I stepped out again— “No.” “Get in the car, Cross,” he pushed away from his sports car, flaunting his shades as he opened the door for me. "I won't ask twice." "You're not dropping me off," my hand tightened around my school bag. "Cyrus, no." "Argh jeez!" he groaned, scowling as he stormed towards me with a murderous stare. "What the heck is your problem, peaches?” he got all up in my face, boldly disrespecting the idea of personal space.I faltered, taking a step back to allow some decency between us. “Excuse me? What did you just-”“You heard me,” he p
CYRUSI didn't need to call my mom this time, I just knew I fucked up. It was the long inhale of patience and calm he breathed in, then the fury he exhaled slowly. The knot in my belly returned and I found myself praying to a God whom I didn't even know.Just this once and I'll learn some manners."Are you fucking insane right now?" I commended his calmness, glanced at him and saw fury like lava dancing in his orbs.Why did I think he was powerless again? Cross could sink my body with one word and glare.My grip tightened on the wheels as I pierced my gaze on the road, "My teammates are hanging out at my place tonight. You're invited.""Now why the hell do you think I'd say yes, huh?"Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! I'm such a fool! Why did I think he'd say yes? Just because he wasn't glaring didn't mean he wasn't pissed. Ugh! Should've just said sorry. Was it too late to back up, rewind and apologize or do I keep up with the attitude of a prick?I took a second hard swallow before I mustered th
CYRUS“So now I feel like there's a hand gripping my chest. It hurts, mom. Am I cursed? Am I going to die? Dad's books didn't say anything about the curse of a mate. What if it's incurable?” The more I spoke, the more my heart hammered like a paid actor.I was at the rooftop trying to get a diagnosis for my situation.“I can't believe you pulled me out of my favorite show for this,” she sighed over the phone.“I'm in a dilemma here,” I frowned. “What's more important than attending to your son?”“Oh Jesus,” I imagined her rubbing her temples trying to soothe her burning anger.“You don't even know that man-”“Cyrus, how the fuck are you this clueless?” She groaned. “That's guilt, you imbecile! You're feeling guilty! Take responsibility for your actions!”I pulled the phone away to escape her deafening yell. Guilt and I could never be put in the same sentence. “That can't be right. That's impossible. I did nothing wrong.”“I'm not about to listen to my son yap about how he didn't just
CROSSGoogle a fool and I bet I'd show up as the perfect example. Jesus! Cyrus dressed me up as a clown each step of the way and I let him.When did I become so stupid?‘He wouldn't do that to me?’ yeah right. Just because he wanted in my pants and held me all through the night, didn't mean he cared an iota about me.He was a predator! Repeat after me Damian Cross! That boy is a predator and he's never going to change.I wasn't asking for much. What's someone his age gotta do to earn a little respect— just a speck of it?I survived my classes absentmindedly, frowning at everyone that no one dared to approach me. By the end of class, I was rushing out before Jake could make a quick stop to my desk.As if that wasn't bad enough, I was walking around with a stiff dick, carrying the hurt of my body's betrayal.Someone needed to teach Cyrus some manners and it sure as hell wasn't going to be me. Heck, I'm his freaking age! Why wasn't this basic information?I was deeply hurt about how he c
CYRUS I don't miss. I never miss. If it's aimed at you, it's sure as hell getting to you.So why the heck did the ball grow its own balls and go directly to that pest who wouldn't keep his touchy hands to himself? Oh shit. Maybe that's why.I was still struggling to understand Cross’s reaction in the locker room— there was a strange twist in my chest. Seriously, I couldn't understand it.It had to be the way he looked at me; the fright on his face, the words he said, I was nothing like my sister and I knew this.Heck, if I was, I would have done what I wanted last night. Not like I was asking for credit for not acting like the beast. It was simply impossible to sleep next to him with all of that scent in the air— oh fuck!Ah, shit! There it was again— that annoying, stupid feeling in my chest. Guilt? No. Never. Even though it felt like I did something I shouldn't have, I knew it was just all in my head. He reeked of lust. How was I supposed to know he wasn't interested?I was going
CROSSHeat rushed to my cheeks. I was flustered but being locked in here with him only made the air suffocating. One glance at his monster cock again and the butterflies in my belly took flight."No, get out. Cyrus! Not here!" I whispered, hand still over my dick but now his eyes were feasting on me. They had turned gold. A beautiful shade but they spelled danger. The last time I saw them, he was sucking me off in a classroom."You said you wouldn't treat me like one of your fuck buddies," I tried to remind him, holding him by his words but Cyrus rolled his eyes, causing my heart to sink.Why did I think I could trust him? He was no different from Mera- no, he was worse. He made me trust him, leading me like a fool only to get his will done in the end."Cyrus, please!" I couldn't shout for fear of being caught. If anyone of his teammates walked in on this, that'd be a stain to his name and mine. I'd have to wear the gay tag for the rest of my life.Let's be honest, even if the law was
CROSSQuick, hide me!I wanted to run and hide somewhere but my feet wouldn't move.“Is there something wrong?” Nelson wondered cluelessly. If only he knew. He started to turn around just when Cyrus got close. “Oh Jesus!” He yelped, jumping away and clinging onto me.Cyrus only glared harder, jaw ticked so hard his veins almost popped at the side of his head. What was wrong with him?Pushing back the dread that filled my stomach, I peeled Nelson off me, stepping away from him but that did not make him lose the glare.“Cyrus,” Nelson called too excited. “I mean- Sir- C-Cyrus, sir. It's such an honor to finally meet you. My name is-”His gaze shifted to me, “What are you doing here? I said I'll come get you, I didn't say you could stop by.”Now that tone made me forget I was even afraid of him just a minute ago. “I did not come for you—”“He's right,” Nelson interrupted, unknown to him he was digging his own grave. But Cyrus did not look away from me and it made my stomach flip in a st
CROSS My mom could hand me over to the devil if he wore a nice suit and a cheeky smile. Either that or Cyrus was probably manipulating her. She didn't even scold me when he drove me home before school. In fact, she invited him in for tea— to which I refused on his behalf, of course. I did not want Cyrus getting anywhere close with my family. I was his business and it ended there. Getting ready took less than ten minutes and when I stepped out again— “No.” “Get in the car, Cross,” he pushed away from his sports car, flaunting his shades as he opened the door for me. "I won't ask twice." "You're not dropping me off," my hand tightened around my school bag. "Cyrus, no." "Argh jeez!" he groaned, scowling as he stormed towards me with a murderous stare. "What the heck is your problem, peaches?” he got all up in my face, boldly disrespecting the idea of personal space.I faltered, taking a step back to allow some decency between us. “Excuse me? What did you just-”“You heard me,” he p
Hi, Evie here. I wanna say thank you so much for coming this far with me. You have no idea how grateful I am that you're reading my work. Cross and Cyrus is my second attempt at a bl novel. The first one is "Finding Elijah" which will be available soon and will only be about 60 chapters, completed in February-- I'm working really hard for this one behind the scenes. The reason why updates are slow is because I have other books I'm working on and some will be coming to an end this month(Take me back, dear ex wife and Run, Camille, Run) but I'll still drop updates for Lust and Loyalty. I have no intentions of dragging any of my books so they'll probably be at most 80 chapters and anything more is because the story is not over. I'll drop ten chapters before the month ends and by February we can start stable updates. Thank you for your reviews, gems and comments. I look forward to them every day. it's my daily motivation 😁❤️
CYRUS I knew something was off when I didn't see him in bed. The fear that pounded my chest was surreal. I've only felt this fear three times this week and they were both caused by Cross. The first time he saw me in that classroom. The second time was when Mera found out about him. The third time was a few hours ago when I searched for him. I wasn't going to live very long if he kept this up. I dashed out of bed, feeling the familiar chills of Mom's powers as soon as I got downstairs. Oh no she wouldn't! Cross was my meal not their fucking toy! “For fucks sake!” I pulled him out of her web before she could delve deeper into his mind and wreck it. “What the fuck is your problem?” “Oops!” She giggled like she wasn't just about to ruin him. “Sorry.” “Sorry? Are you fucking kidding me?” Instead, she giggled harder, getting on her feet and moving to the fridge. “What? I got carried away.” She shrugged, “It's been a while I saw a human,” she winked at my mate. “Fuck! Can't someone