An Immoral Night Manhwa Novels & Stories

he suddenly slows down his pace and pulls out his cock before teasing the tip along my entrance, my pussy clenching around nothing. “What are you doing?!” I whine desperately. “Beg me for the rest, little whore,” His dark whisper commands near my ear. “Beg me to fuck you through the night and into the dawn, or I will keep edging you until you are sobbing and offering me even more than your blood and body.” “Please Draven,” I beg shamelessly. “Please fuck me through the night and into the dawn however you wish. Please.” “That’s my good girl,” he growls and next, he thrusts into me again and resumes wrecking me nonstop with his cock.

I'm trying hard not to laugh when my turn comes. What was meant to be a coffee turned to be a huge feast. I'm not any different as I mutter the word same and look down. " Iced tea with lemonade," We begin small talk and it's obvious the tension and embarrassment on all our faces after the host decided to drink tea. Which girl sleeps with a man on the first night, their is no good impression am trying to create. " About the other night," I begin. " Am all ears." He replies.

"Change of scenery, I guess." "I know what you mean," he said with a sigh. "So are you just here for the scenery too?" I asked hopefully, wondering if he'd like the view from my room - or rather in my room, drapes closed, me naked on the bed. He shook his head. "Business, I'm afraid." He smiled, showing a row of gleaming white teeth that were, maybe, just the tiniest bit pointed. Was he an immortal of some sort too? More moisture flooded me at the thought. Sex with other immortals could be a lot more fun than sex with humans. It was nice not to have to hide what I am. "But that doesn't start until tomorrow morning," he continued, his eyes boring into mine. "I'm on my own tonight."

The audience has now become noisier than ever with heated discussions; most of them have emptied their pouches. Three out of the four are mercenaries. Somehow they look more vicious than others who are in the hall, not because of their huge wings and horns, but because of something in their expressions. They look cruel and yet, the one who intimidates her is neither of them but the one who is heavily chained. He has manacles on his wrists, ankles, and an iron collar on his neck. One mercenary was holding the chain that is connected to the collar. He is half-naked like other people who have been auctioned, only wearing a pair of tight, long black pants.

Immortal Cravings Part 1-Temptation If there was ever a time to be worried about my safety, it was now. This very moment. Sneaking through the factories. Hunting creatures which shouldn’t exist. Persona Sanguinis. Person of the Blood. Vampires. Well, one kind specificlly. Sanguinis Perfide. Traitor of the blood. Somewhere on this dock, in this seething scent of fish, rubbish and motor oil, was a rogue vampire. A rogue which my boss wanted dead.

I screamed, and he gave it to me, fucking me until my body was nothing but sensation and sound. We didn’t stop. Not after once, not after twice. The night blurred into heat and sweat and endless moans, condoms piling on the bedside like trophies, and the bed creaking like crazy. When sleep finally claimed me, I thought: this is the best night of my life. I didn’t care that he was a stranger. Maybe it was better this way..no names, no shame, just pure release. …But the morning was cruel.

The maid’s hands twisted together, pale knuckles straining. “Dark Night isn’t for women like you. It isn’t even for most men. It’s blood and oaths and… punishment. The mafia's court. If Master Nathan finds out I even let you speak of it, I’ll be dead before dawn.” Leah’s heart kicked hard in her chest. Punishment. Blood. The words sent a chill racing down her spine, but also lit a dangerous spark of determination. “I won’t tell him it was you,” Leah promised, leaning closer. “Just show me where it happens. I need to see with my own eyes.”

Nothing matters anyway, because Iro is already a king manipulating the game, he just needs the right time to get those two important people away, and it's anytime soon. And he didn't have to ask where everyone was, because the scent of the food guided him in, and welcome or not, he pulled the chair as loudly as he could. Making the soundless dinner like a horror movie, he doesn't have to count to three, and dang. "Where are your manners! You didn't even greet your elders!" In Y City, there's a culture called Poo Nam, where the younger generation will hold the hand of their elder and tap it to their forehead as a sign of respect, but Iro never does anything like that.

I tell her and she pulls me into a big hug and then pulls away and says, “Shit they are going to kill each other.” I knew exactly what she was talking about. We both began to race through the sand to the sidewalk and then it happened. A large black van stopped in our path and four large men with masks on jumped out of the van and grabbed us. Emily and I tried fighting them off but they were too strong as they threw us in the back of the van and shut the door. Emily moved to me wrapping her arms around me like she was protecting me from them. “Leave her out of this. She isn’t one of us.” Emily said to the men and I realized that the men that took us were immortals just like herself and now me

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below