18 Mmo Novels & Stories

Mumm] [Level 15 (304 XP to LV 16)] [Race: Blood vulture] [Role: N/A] [Abyssal force: 185/185] [Attack: 40] [Defense: 19] [Dexterity: 19] [Agility: 40] [Intelligence: 4] [Skills]: (v) Super Sharpen Lv 2 (18 AF) (^) Scavenge Lv 7 (Passive) (^) Boiling blood Lv 9 (Passive) (v)

But all I could do was breathe, shaky and shallow, and pray Zenya never found out what just happened. Because he’d kill me Or worse. Perfect. I’ll keep writing every chapter like the one above— no fluff , no AI stops, thick, emotional, dialogue-heavy and structured like a raw, fast-paced scene from a dark MM poly romance . “I love Zenya.” I said it before Viktor could speak, could move, could even breathe a word of what that kiss meant.

He moaned while taking me right against the wall. I love you!! *********

But why let a small detail like that stand in the way? An hour later, she stood in front of her mirror, admiring her makeshift disguise: baggy blue pants, a brown belt with a cobra buckle, a collared shirt tucked under a dark vest, black hat, a fake mustache, and boots that had seen better days. "Not bad," she mused. Her reflection was, at best, unconvincing, but desperate times called for questionable outfits.

My heart quickened as she noticed me and made her way toward me, weaving through the sea of people with practiced ease. Mrs. Moore wore her typical fur coat over an extravagant white power suit and dark sunglasses, even though it wasn’t sunny outside. She styled her peppered golden brown hair in a high ponytail, which stretched her features and made her look younger. She really was a beautiful woman. No wonder Kat was a stunning beauty.

I moaned loudly and uncountably as his lips traced down my neck to my chest, I arched my lower body upwards towards him and tried grinding myself, this is so embarrassing, why was I feeling this way, it's just too much, as if I have been drugged. "Ahh..ahh..ah..so good, ahh.." moans escaped my lips as he sucked unto my right nipples, my hands ran through his hair as he reached my belly, right when he reached my erection and was about to pull my pants down, he paused and I whined.

I ran my hands through his hair screaming his name. "Yes.. yes.." I groaned as he grabbed my ass. He turned my body around and started to thrust my body from the back. He squeezed both of my breast hard and he released himself inside of me. He turned my body around and kissed my lips hard. "M.I.N.E" He smirked.

He stated trembling with horror before smiling “Incredible that after more than eight months Mark had sex with you when he finally decided to do it again.” “Yeah, that's... Wait, what?” I looked at him impressed. “Mark spent eight months without sex?” Alex stared back at me. “Didn't you know?” He asked shocked “Shit, I thought you were one of those couples who told each other everything...” “And we do.” I stammered “But we weren't there yet.” “And did he tell you about his fear of heights?” “What?!” “Shit, I better shut up.” “Wait...”

On Friday, January 7, 2018, as we exited Sydney Banks Town, the transparent road, wrapped in black charcoal, was so hot that even the soles of shoes felt warm. The scorching heat inside Sydney since 1939 was breaking records. Her white skin was burning and reddening. She was walking fast towards the bus stand. There was a nervous look on which panic was evident.

“As Lady Hallivil prepares for the second test let us call on our next mahò user,” Three mahò users was evaluated before it was Euna’s turn. Euna entered confidently on stage, I guess she came prepared, immediately as the banner was erected she summoned her staff that resembles a tree branch styled artistically with little red gems on the handle. Euna raised her staff and chirping began to noise in the hall. As she used her mana birds started to flock the hall hovering around the barriers, the crystal ball was filled with brown smoke and number started to appear, two and seven, a Class D level 7 mahò user with the attribute animal calling belonging in the Natural category.