Angst Prompts Novels & Stories

Angela wrapped her legs around Autumn's waist and shyly giggled. "Come, Angel, make a request. It's as easy as eating food. Just open your mouth, don't think about what scares you, and let it out. I do it all the time. Or don't you want to try awesome mixes with me? Or do you think my habit is weird too?" She pouted.

-Now give this asshole what he wants and tear his fucking arms off. That’s my girl. I’m not sure if it’s possible to smirk in this form or not, but I try anyway as I tentatively take a step closer to Angus, who watches my every move. I have more control over the ultima than I ever have, but our anger is begging to get the better of us the more we see him cling to what is ours. Angus puts his arm out for me shyly and I move toward it, not even bothering to break eye contact with Maggie, who sits looking like an angel with no fear.

“What do I do to get you in the mood then? Shall I start rubbing your breasts with my bare hands or lick your laps, deep down your loins?” “Huh?” I only sighed. I was aroused and nothing could make me reject his impulse. He kept acting like there was an effect on us sleeping together at that moment—I wanted to know, so I gave in to him. A few seconds later, I unzipped my shirt and bent down, shaking my two breasts in front of Angus, trying to arouse him more and never let his seduction go down. I wanted him and I was even throwing myself towards him. “Do you see?” Angus asked me, smiling as he kissed the space between my breasts. “I'm sure you know obsession does not kill in the wolf's world

Things around me like the berserk air, The scary howling, I could hear nothing, it was very calm, the air with it brought the peace I felt like I'm being carried away. " Wh-why is it so dark and peaceful? Am I dead? I questioned myself. "Why not see yourself," said a powerful voice that sounded scary and enchanting. I slowly opened my eyes Under the moonlight, the first thing I saw was a mesmerizing pair of eyes gazing back at me intimidatingly, Long eyelashes, A pointed nose that looked like a decoration on his beautiful face with a slightly grown beard and hissy hair. Holy christ did he just walk out of a painting, I chewed my bottom lip and asked. "Are you an angel of death?"

He looked decadent, with stubbly beard, just like a stray dog. Angela was intently waiting for the red light in front of her. She did not notice what Stacy was looking at. As soon as the red light passed, she started the car and drove away. The image was soon blocked by another building, blocking her view. She slowly retracted her hands. She curled up her body and pulled herself into a very small space. She bit her lips and bared her sharp teeth into her flesh. There was almost blood coming out of her mouth, but she did not seem to feel any pain. She only wanted to suppress the longing in her heart that she wanted to control but could not control it as it spread within her blood.

Angela's face grew even redder as she yelled, "You're not to look!" Jate cursed Rogers for giving him such a big pool. Two of them only needed a pool that was three feet wide. "Ok, I won't look." That was what Jate said, but his eyes were still fixed on her face. But the steam was very thick and he really couldn't see anything else. "Hubyyy." "Yeah." "Do I really have a good figure?" Angela suddenly asked. That cautious tone of voice and eyes filled with anticipation made his heart skip a beat. He felt like he might lose control of himself soon. He wished Angela didn't look at him with such anticipation.

My lips moved to her breast before covering her nipple as I slid a second finger into her. She gasped and closed her eyes from the pleasure. She was soaked at this point. I pumped my fingers into her continuously as my name bounced off her lips in loud moans. I increased my pace and soon, her walls were contracting around my fingers. I knew she was close so I slowed down and her eyes shot open. "Angel" she whimpered. I smirked at her. "You want to cum?" She nodded furiously. "Ask for it baby". I continued pumping my fingers in and out of her at a slow pace.

Fucking twenty minutes! “I can take control and show my Angel some fun, Grant. But I will ruin her for you. Once she feels how good I am when I am the one piloting your body, she will only cry for Daddy-o Stormy. She will howl for me, babe!” Stormy barked in my mind, forcing his stirred ears and font tail into my attention. At least his nonsense could be a distraction for the hardest twenty minutes of my life. My gaze darted back to Angeline’s and having her tongue trailing those raw lips was my undoing. Elongating my nails into claws, I ripped her shirt and bra off.

she faked sob, patting her chest. "Awwwww Bell," Angelina cooed, giving her a side hug. "I need that" She sniffled, "The final project is fucking taking a toll on my brain like a jigsaw and it's finishing me. I need a long fucking, a hard and rough fucking which could burn off the frustrations hell out of me". Angelina's face widened as she choked on her spill and cleared her throat, "Ewwww," Angelina made a disgusted face, shaking her head. Her friend didn't have a filter or shame.

Samson dropped his phone on the bar and tried to flag down a bartender, accidentially dragging his sleeve through a spill of beer. "Damn it!" he cursed. He was pissed. Pissed at everything and every little thing made him angry. Anger wasn't a good thing for him. It made him want to sink his teeth into someone's neck and feed until he couldn't breath anymore... But that would mean killing anyone he fed on. He could easily do that, as the place was filled with humans. Drunk, wasted humans. All he had to do was lure one of them outside. Hell, he was sure he wouldn't even have to do that as there would be some people outside already. Snatch, eat, erase... Easy peasy.