"I know everything about you." My heart frantically beat against its cage of ribs as I recalled who he is. He’s the old man I met at the market the other day.My body rooted to the ground as my gaze locked itself in his. I want to run away from him but I can’t, I’m freaking out right now not because he’s the weird man from the market but because he claims to know everything about me. What exactly does he mean by everything? Does he know that I’m not a werewolf? Does he suspect me of being a human? Does he know my purpose for being here?Oh God! Maybe he does no wonder he’s so confident. His eyes were frantically scrutinizing me. His wrinkled face, his dry lips, and his whole gesture were making me hope that there is no danger. I can’t risk anyone finding out, if he truly knows everything about me, I might have to take care of things differently. "You’re not leaving until you hear me out." He turns to drag the chair. This is my perfect chance to run but I can’t bring myself to do t

The pizza shop suddenly feels like it’s closing in around me as I try to calm down. He knows. That’s why he brought me here, it’s the perfect place to kill me. No one knows I’m here and there is barely anyone here, just the waiter and Isaac. This was all part of his plan. It makes sense now. He convinced me to go to the store because he knew that was his only chance. He set this thing all up, he made me come here so he can feast on me. Now I know why he got suddenly hungry on our way here, he said he wanted a snack but not a regular one, he wanted me. My flesh, blood, and bones, are the snacks he’s referring to. My mind continues to create all sorts of assumptions as my heart ponders in my rib cage. I can’t believe I walked into my death trap. He’s going to kill me and no one’s gonna find out. I looked between them, they are staring at me probably waiting for the right moment to shoot the obvious question at me, kill me and then feast on me. I gulp that lump of thoughts that forms

I kept quiet as Ashton continues down the gravel road. He turns the music off finally so the only noise is the gravel crunching beneath the tires. We are out in the middle of nowhere. I am nervous because we are all alone, everywhere seems to be earthy, the insect buzz, frogs yelp, birds shriek, mammals scuttle, and bats click. Even the trees seem to pulsate with sound, as the din ricochets off the high canopy and cascades back to earth on a tidal wave of noise. I look out the window to see the grass and trees. Granted, it is nice and serene out here. Yellow wildflowers are littering the land, and the breeze is perfectly warm. But why did he bring me here? "Why are we here?" I inquired climbing out of the car. My mind was already giving me countless reasons why Ashton brought me here. A quiet place, away from everyone is certainly the best place for a perfect murder. No one knows I’m here and that’s perfect for Ashton but not for me. As usual, I am beginning to go crazy thinking abo

The kiss was soft and teasing, coming together and drifting apart, his tongue playfully gliding over mine. His hand wraps into my hair and I can feel his erection press against my stomach as he brings his body closer to me. His lips are on my neck as he sucks hard. I arch my back in pleasure, wetness pooling between my legs. He releases my neck and leaves hot kisses on my shoulder as he works the hook of my bra. The second it's gone, he covers my right tit with his mouth. "Ohh, ohh" I moan as he sucks hard, pulling my nipple between his teeth. I unconsciously push my tit deeper into his mouth, wanting more. He takes his time on my right before moving to my left tit. He makes sure to give it the same amount of attention. My core throbs, eager for him to be inside me.Ashton then slides down to my underwear, he pushes my panties to the side. I cry out as his fingers enter me and I wrap one of my arms around him under his arm. I reach between us with my other hand to palm him. He groans

I spread peanut butter on the bread and cover it with a layer of jam. I pour orange juice into a glass cup and place it before Jane."Here you go," I said "Thanks." She takes a bite of it and then uses her hand to lightly wipe the side of her mouth. "So, how was the doctor's appointment?" I asked pouring orange juice into the glass. "It was okay. The doctor prescribed some medicines for me and advised me to exercise regularly." She said through a mouthful of bread."Ohh that’s great. Exercises are good for pregnant women." I said "You really think so? I just think it’s a whole new level of stress and I’m not ready for that." She popped the bread into her mouth and said around it"Oh come on, It’s not that bad.""It is. Have you never wondered why I’m not part of the pack? I quit the whole training thing and went into cooking because I don’t like to participate in the up and down exercises thing.""Yeah but that’s training and this is exercise, a totally different thing."She humme