A Perverts World Novels & Stories

The man’s eyes were filled with even more lust as he tried to put his hand on her waist. Just then a muscular arm held the pervert’s hand and twisted it. The pervert winched in pain struggling to break free. “Who the fuck are you? I’m warning you mind you’re on business.” “How dare you touch my woman? Do you have a death wish, motherfucker?” Darren twisted the pervert’s arm, breaking it like a twig. The pervert screamed at the top of his lungs, his face distorted by pain. “Ah… I am sorry, I don’t do it again. Please let me go.” He pleaded.

Some were making plans for the weekends; others were complaining about the project, wondering who to partner with to score high marks this time. Calytrix, on the other hand, was silently twirling her pen with her eyes on the board. “Hey, girl,” a young lady with a slender body came over and sat next to Calytrix. “What’s with you and Mr Peter?” “Him?” Calytrix scoffed, “He’s just an angel-faced pervert.” The lady’s eyes widened, and she leaned closer, “Shh. Others can hear you. Besides, you don’t have proof. He’s a well-respected man.”

I walked inside. “Are you the man building an orphanage here?” the hostess asked as soon as I walked in. I gave her a nod. “Follow me, sir.” There was one thing I liked about brothels, title meant nothing there, we men were all the same judged by the same standard. Money talked in a place like those titles meant nothing. She led me to a private room on the second floor. When we arrived she opened the door and I walked in. I saw familiar faces there, old ministers powerful in court, nothing important ever got done without their approval. Some faces surprised me as I never thought they could work with my grandmother.

He only pretended to forget because it gave him an excuse to betray me. I hovered above the chaos and looked down. "Kill her!" Fear turned into something else. Blades came down again and again on Vanessa, blood spreading fast, covering her before she could even struggle free. "And them, too!" The knives shifted toward my parents. Their screams cut through everything. [Everyone in this world consists of criminals transferred from other worlds. This was always how it would end.] The system's voice came through, distant and cold. [You gave them a chance when you chose to stay. They failed to take it. This outcome was inevitable.]

It was packed with vacation clothes, and sitting right on top of the clothes was a brand-new, unopened box of condoms. Chloe said: "I’m packing my bags. Gavin and I are flying abroad tomorrow to watch the match." Seeing my cold face and silence. Chloe deliberately added: "The World Cup only happens every four years. It’s super popular. So many people want to watch it but can’t squeeze their way in." "Those who can’t squeeze in are destined to be left out." My patience was gradually running out. My tone was cold and stern: "I’m only here for the pillow. You can have Gavin!"

There was no place for unforgiveness. “Do you think the political mayhem triggered the economic breakdown that resulted in the war?” Napoleon asked. “You better ask Isaac about it. Your brother knew everything even before I told you.” “So, Isaac told you about this? And he never even confided in me.” “Isaac shared his knowledge in chaos theory twice.” “A physics concept paired with world war 3?” “He predicted the New World Order in less than six months, and now it is happening." "My brother thinks about the New World Order. What is Harvard teaching my younger brother? Are they nuts?"

Thanks, brain, I guess. I can hear footsteps coming at me and shouts of bitch you will never get away with this! As I turn to the corner, my ears are suddenly surrounded by faint chatters from people getting louder. A song is still ringing through my earphones as Agon screamed: THE WORLD IS CRUEL THE WORLD IS UNFAIR BUT WE SHOULDN'T BLAME THE WORLD FOR ITS PEOPLE THAT NEVER CARED NATIONS SHALL UNITE BUT WE CREATED WARS I CAN'T BELIEVE MOST OF YOU BELIEVE IN GOD

I checked the sender and it's Shamika damn, now I really wanna know what's her style when it comes to house decorations and size, after 15 minutes of trying to open the pictures and the video I finally did " Oh shit!" I mumbled once I seen what she sent, her naked pictures, vixen styles, and our sex session video? " shit shit shit!" luckily Alexa couldn't open this stuff coz i'll be a dead man walking now " what's wrong? I heard you cursing out loud?" she came running back making me close the attachments actually deleting them " babe? You look like you've seen a ghost what's up?did you manage to open those attachments?" she asked looking concerned

Rowena started feeling irritated. "I'm gay," Michael finally answered, squinting his eyes in disbelief, scrutinizing her. "I know, I know!" Rowena waved her hands in defense. "Then what—" "This is only pretend. We'll only pretend to be engaged." "Are you some sort of celebrity that needs to give a press release!?" Michael placed a hand on his hip, clearly not amused. "It's for... them," Rowena just said. He stared at her once more, without a word. She rolled her eyes. "Stop that."

The hall seemed to have been carved out of wood with a fountain in the middle and some strange little birds flying around in the air. There were a lot of other women in the same dressing as the lady leading Sheng Chen and the party, either just standing or leading other groups of people to some places. They made their way to the other side and entered another room. It was much smaller in comparison with some strange marking in the middle of it. On the right side, there was another lady who waved at the party as they entered. She was standing in front of a desk with some papers on it. Everyone moved towards the table when they heard the second woman speak. "Hello everyone. My name is Tsun