A Pervert's World Novels & Stories

He already knew the obvious culprit behind this, "she is always thwarting my plans! A young goddess who stole my world, and now she dares interfere again in my designs to create a new one!" He then laughed, a sound like shattering glass and said to Charlotte, "but it doesn't matter, he is only a mere insect from anothet world. We will simply just have to kill him." "Another world?" Charlotte questioned, her mind racing. She understood only fragments of his divine rant, but she was a master at extracting information and turning it into leverage. It was how she survived.

I retorted, trying to keep my stern expression, but deep down, I wanted to take back my sternness from earlier. He was pouting right in front of me! Sheesh! He's tempting me! And I can't believe how much of a pervert I am! I quickly turned around, leaving him in the hallway. If I didn't, I might not be able to control myself and might kiss those tempting lips of his. Grrr. I'm such a pervert! Carefully, I opened the door, making sure no one was inside Casey's unit. Once confirmed, I entered. Daredevil as I was, I dropped all my shopping on the bed as I fell back.

A beautiful monster who looked as sexy and intimidating in dark blue jeans and black tank top which accentuated his wide muscular build, exposing a peek of tattoo hidden beneath the short sleeves. My fingers itched to roll them up and trace every curve of his muscular biceps, my tongue itching to... "May we come in, you can get a better look, pervert." I blinked like a complete fool at the sound of that deep baritone which had an underlying tone of mockery in his words. I swallowed hard and stiffened my shoulders, stepping aside. But wait, per...pervert? The meaning of his words slowly came to me, just like the blush which crept to my cheeks and heated my skin, my fingers itching with the n

“Out of all the places to grab, why must it be my arse?! What a flagrant pervert!” My eyes trailed his body. I started from his head and down to his toes, noting his tight abs that were trying to shred his black turtleneck off —just kidding. The black slacks he had on did nothing to obscure the heavy outline between his legs. Had this been a normal circumstance, I would have eyeballed him. However, the man in front of me was a handsome weirdo! “What the fuck are you saying? I was just trying to help—” “Never say that help word around me, pervert! Keep your damn hands to yourself!”

My legs wrap around his waist for balance, and he fucks me standing up, both of us watching my face in the reflection while Moran watches from a few feet away, stroking his cock. "This is who you really are." Cruz kisses my neck, then bites down hard enough to leave a mark that won't fade for a week. "Not whatever good girl act you put on out there. Not the innocent face in your file. This. Right here. A whore who gets off on being used by strangers. A slut who comes harder when she knows she's being watched." "Yes." I'm past shame, past caring what they think of me or what this says about who I am. "Yes. I'm your slut. Both of yours. Please don't stop. Please keep fucking me."

Was that how he'd planned to deal with me from the start or had he made the decision to stop-and-go because I wouldn't play along with his perverted game? I couldn't stop thinking about him. The way he'd looked with his hand down his pants and I should have been grossed out the way I said I was because it was gross wasn't it? Guys jerking off wasn't sexy. People who thought they were? Well, they were perverts, too. I couldn't stop thinking about it. Did that mean I was a pervert? Did I care if I was a pervert? Rushing back to my bed, I patted the covers until I found my phone. It had been just a few minutes since Adrian left. He was probably still in the car.

"You have no idea what you've stepped into." Lena stood her ground. "Then why don't you tell me?" Damien expelled a harsh breath, his jaw tightening. "Vincent Mercer is bigger than an arms dealer." Lena stopped dead in her tracks. Damien continued, his voice falling now. "He's the puppet master. If you go after him, you don't go after a criminal." His eyes locked with hers. "You go after a ghost." A shiver crept down Lena's spine. The moment was broken.

Tears filled my eyes as they replayed in my head. “My brother was a disgusting pervert, an abnormal freak who had also been possessed by a demon of lust,” I said in a small voice. “He said those words over and over to me till it stuck in my head, as if they were directed at me.” My mind replayed the way I had felt whenever he had opened his mouth to say even a word. And I would feel it deep down inside of my chest. Aiden the disgusting, the pervert, the freak and the demon possessed.

Pervert should be written on his forehead to warn every woman off. "She is mine, take her to my harem. Let her join the other women." Mr Peterson's voice boomed round the study room. "No!" I screamed, as I slumped unconsciously. ******* If you are enjoying this book, let me know at the review session. Feel free to share your thoughts with me.

The pervert started crying from the pain. "Ouch! Dude, what are you doing? You're going to break my arm if you don't let go! Why are you still doing this when I've already said you can have that girl? Let me go!" "What did you say just now?" asked Lucas emotionlessly. The pervert's eyes became shifty with guilt. "I wasn't talking about you anyway." Lucas did not say anything. Instead, he put more force into the twist, causing the pervert to yelp out in pain.