Abomination Book Novels & Stories

It has floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with books. I scoot closer, plucking one of the books from the shelves and scanning through it. Apparently, it’s an erotic book, given the naughty image of two ladies on their knees as they simultaneously blow a man’s cock, their hands bound tightly at their backs. It’s titled ‘A Dom’s Way Of Spitroasting The Subs.” I turn the pages, and each chapter is transcribed into x-rated images. My pussy quivers when I see the image of the two sluts turned upside down on an inversion table while the Dom treats them with his cock.

Megaara walked over to his with a glass of water and joined him by leaning against the wall to stare at the busy stage. He knew what she said was true, but he also knew this was her attempt at making him feel better about himself. This simple book alone was responsible for the horrible life he had. The book that made his pack detest him and abandon him. The book that made him 'abnormal'. An 'abomination' to the werewolf community. Looking back toward the stage he finds the elders reciting verses off the said book in ancient wolvish, stretching out their hands at Hades who sat on a throne at the perfect center under the pale circle of light emitted by the vibrant full moon.

He was hoping that a hug would make it better,that a hug would take away what he had done,but of course it wouldn't. He hit me-Once! Once was enough to scare the hell out of me. Liam pulled back from the hug and looked at the damage to my face.At that point sadness clouded my features."Jesus,Em..I'm so sorry!!" He never calls me Em,It's always been just Emilia. Liam and I have had blazing rows at points when he can't control his Jealously issues..but it's never been this. He's sorry-He's sorry!!

She stood upright, trying to look composed, but her eyes kept flicking from shadow to shadow, and her foot wouldn’t stop bobbing — subtle tells, but I noticed everything. “You called?” I asked, grinning when she flinched at the sudden bang that echoed through the walls. Probably another one of my creatures testing the chains again. “Relax,” I murmured, still smiling. “Most likely another failed experiment trying to remember it still has limbs.” I thought of myself as an obvious god, but I wasn’t perfect. Some supernatural creatures rejected my blood — their bodies twisting, rebelling, until they became abominations. More beast than human.

When I waved, he turned away, but not before I saw the bulge in his jeans. The house feels too small. Too charged. And I know, deep down, that Nathan Blake is going to corrupt me — my body, heart, and soul.

I sigh “The night I went out to buy decorations I met Abaddon. He said bad thing will happen to the town” “Who’s Abaddon? Is what happening now a bad thing?” “Abaddon is a demon babe. Dead people coming back to life after a demon foretold a bad omen, it can’t be good” “B-but but—” “I know this is hard to accept babe. Let him go” People starts screaming and almost immediately after we heard the scream, a loud rumble shakes the house. We run out to check what’s going on and we couldn’t believe our eyes—the town is burning, people getting killed by the reanimates

All I knew was that if it had anything to do with that demon on the computer then this might be worse than I thought. “Okay,” she said in between her sobs, she continued in telling me about her dream, not leaving out a single detail. She told me about gashes that had appeared, how she had mumbled some sort of chant under her breath and how the demon had appeared. Abby cuddled in my arms and explained how it had disappeared after the symbol had been revealed. Even now she had thought that she had woken up and had seen it in the mirror and woke up in a start. “Then, I came straight down here, those eyes burning in my mind, to research everything on the computer. I found out that the beast is a

Not that Jon had anything to say to her. The day had been taken up by this seemingly fruitless search, until in the dingiest part of the store, in a crumbling red book published in 1900, he found the name. The Book of Sacred Magic of Abramelin the Mage was filled with weird double-talk, esoteric terms, confusing graphics, and yawn-inducing florid language, but the name was there—as was his invocation.

True the mate would be changed and the two new mates would be happy for some time, however, it clearly showed that their afterlife was horrid, changing fate was an abomination and their souls were now forever chained to the book and the children that came hither from their abomination-where abominations themselves. An idea struck her suddenly, " what about the ‘destroy a mate spell?’ Isn't that what was used in the Dark Age? It should be the original spell." Abigail's eyebrows furrowed taking the book backflipping till the first page, she watched the lines dance across the page but this felt much like the previous one, " destroy a mate" she trailed her hands across the words, " this one has

“because of them, I lost the love of my life.” “What do you mean by that?” “What I mean is, Austin killed my mate.” he says, staring into my eyes. “Two years ago, I met the most amazing woman, but she was part of that Aberrant pack. she was different. Do you know how it feels? To lose a person that you love.” he asks. I nod. Waiting for him to continue. “We always sneaked away into the woods. Different packs couldn't be together. It is against our rules. Her name was Aurora.” while saying that, he sits down in front of me.