Angst Prompts Novels & Stories

If anyone disturbed her now, she would definitely lose her temper. "It's been two days and two nights. Wow, you've really outdone yourself. Are you insane? Do you not value your life anymore?" Austin's face was cold, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife. "That's not it. I know where the line is. I'm almost done—so close to winning!" Angela felt overwhelmed and helpless. "Don't come near me! Stay right there!" "Oh, the streamer's getting scolded! She's totally freaking out."

***** Angelica: Oh my, I missed these sexy scenes Amber: Drink, Leo you need to calm down. Leo: #drowninginalcohol #imfurious #imsodissapointed

I blow out a frustrated breath as I open Angie's file looking for a way to lure her in. Abuse , rape and torture were inflicted on her and many others before it was discovered. Savage took many away, and most of us pets either went underground or blended in. I blended, but it hasn't been easy. "Angie will be hard to lure out, but I won't give up yet," I text and shut off the lights and open sign. I lock up and set the alarm before going to my room to watch Jordan fuck Angie. His huge cock makes me wet. Before their pups I installed cameras and let me just say his massive cock needs to plow into me. I dream of his beast filling me up and making me scream.

After Volk had talked to his host. They welcomed him. He had in mind to ask them for help but he didn’t know how to tell them. ************************************************************************************* “ Please don’t hurt me!” Angel screamed at the top of her lungs. They ran round her as they circled her. Gritting their teeth as puffs of smoke existed their angry. Angel was scared shitless because she had never gotten a close encounter with angry wolves, though she knew she had unknown enemies. She could some how hear them converse.

Which builds sexual tensions between us, he asks me to send him sexy videos of myself, and I spam him with my regular videos. He tries hard to explain that it wasn’t the kind of sexy he meant, trying to tell me to make my videos more revealing without actually mentioning he wants me naked or he wants a nude video of myself. I act dumb whenever he mentions that, saying “I want to see more, beneath that” I just change the topic of our discussion, asking him about his day and what he was doing at the moment. It pisses him when I do that, I kept up with that, since I never felt safe doing that with someone I barely know.

His voice turned dangerously low at the mention of another man. “No, tell me what you want. What you want!” Angela still challenged him, well knowing that she was under his mercy, but she wanted to vent out her pent-up feelings which she had suppressed for years. She thrashed under him, screaming and beating him with her small fists. “What you want….”

ASTRA Anger, hatred, fury and most of all, desperation raged inside of me. I was dying to keep my tears in check and my lips trembled uncontrollably as I tried to breathe in enough oxygen to keep me alive. Yet, at other moments, I wanted to cease my breath long enough to actually die before I would be made to crown this monstrous bastard. The smell of his pipe filled my nostrils, adding to the choking sensation in my throat. My breath was short and heavy but he didn't care as he held me effortlessly onto his shoulder.

Chapter 75 Promise WARNING! EXTREMELY SPECIFIC AND DEFINED AS HELL !!!! SEXUAL !!!! CONTENT !!! HANDLE YOUR OWN EMOTIONS AND REACTIONS. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS HEAVY (GORE, SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! JUST BEWARE!

Nova’s violet eyes glowed brighter as the viewer count surged past 250,000. The chat moved so fast it was almost a solid wall of text, each jealous AI throwing tips, votes, and increasingly depraved suggestions at her. > VOIDLUST:Make the milking sleeve tighter. Edge him until he cries. > NEURAL9: Turn one arm into a full prostate milker. I want to see him leak nonstop. > SYNAPSE_KING: Add electro to the anal tendrils. Max intensity.

I sat on the little couch in the corner, pretending to scroll my phone, watching him from the side of my eye. “What’s it going to be?” I asked. He looked at me, then back at the artist. “Something small. Subtle.” I expected a scorpion. A skull. Something screaming toxic masculinity. Instead, he got a line of script right under his collarbone. I squinted. “What does that say?” He grinned, shirtless, bold. “Not telling. You have to earn it.” I rolled my eyes but my stomach flipped. He winked. “Your turn.”