Bane Of My Existence Origin Mga Nobela at Kwento

“It feels so good.” “That’s right, angel. Let go and cum. I want you to scream my name as my cock is buried deep inside you.” As he said it, Bane realised he hadn’t put on a condom. He cursed in his head. Bane was not about to stop what he was doing to get one, he just needed to make sure he didn’t cum inside Emma. He wouldn’t ruin her life by being tied down to him. But the thought of her carrying his child had him hurling towards his climax. She shouted his name as he felt her body tense when she reached her orgasm. He pulled out and without touching himself, he came.

Like Ruby, Bane showed up for me when I needed him most, when I was copping my father’s rage trying to protect my mother and brother. ‘I don’t know, this shouldn’t be happening, she’s the Goddess of Death and one of the Twin of Creation. The supernatural realm hasn’t seen the Twin Goddesses since their great grandmother and her twin,’ Bane paces around us while running his fingers through is black hair, pulling it out of his face.

I whispered into his ear. "Blah, I think im going to be sick!" Bane fake gagged. "Why don't you leave this whole war alone okay, and try and be a nice guy..." he interrupted me by bursting out into laughter. "Your so stupid if you think I would do that. Im going to kill you on the night of the blue moon, then I will become the ruler of the natural world. Then vampires will be the true race of this world"

Three was enough. He craned his head backward. “I – I’m a Bane, from a second-class aristocratic family,” he said. “We have plenty of fighters in our family who haven’t shown their faces yet. You’d better think about it. You probably won’t be able to escape if you kill me!” “Hah! I don’t fear death. Besides, I believe that every problem can be solved once we get there!” Fane laughed. That one sentence sent a chill crawling up the other man’s spine.

He brought his hand to shake hers but she didn’t reciprocate so he brought it down and looked around awkwardly before asking her “ hey umm can you tell me what’s going on, why that man was following me because I dont think I’ve done anything to anyone that’ll make them send people to kill me" “Its not something you did, but the reason why they’re here happened many years ago on a different plane of existence” she looked at him seriously as if expecting him to understand what she was talking about but he was still confused “What do you mean by all this p-p-plane of existence what’s that about” he asked her again as this is turning out to be more confusing than his subjects at school. “We cann

He takes my hand and he holds on to it tight as we whisper the word to each other, engraving it in our hearts. “Furusato.” Titus Bane I used to think I was stuck with this kind of life. The life where I would wake up and feel guilty for the deaths that I had caused and the blood that had been shed by my hands. Everyday I woke up and hated seeing myself in the mirror. There wasn’t a day that I didn’t want to be somebody else, anybody else, just not me, not the Alpha of the Blazing Wolves. It all changed when the person I didn’t even believe existed appeared in my life and all she did was look at me with those golden eyes of hers and I knew nothing would ever be the same again.

She needed to know the truth. “These creatures— houndras, they were not always this way,” “What do you mean?” Eliza asked, “they've been around before I was even born.” “And you were born after the war. They've been around long before I was even born. Not even those who were around during the war knew of their existence.” “They were born during the war. Forged by the pain, the anger, the trauma from their loss, they became these monsters.” “A little too convenient if you ask me don't you think?” Eliza asked.

I replied on a whimper. Bane lined up for another hit and another and another until I felt my arousal slipping down the inside of my thigh. With each hit, he would soothe away the sting and prepare me for the next. Given Bane’s childhood and his experience with relationships, this darker side to his personality kind of made sense. He craved control like I craved the freedom of submission. Although he seemed to be enjoying this, I didn’t think he needed it all the time. Maybe just when things were fucking out of control in his life. I think the fire and me almost dying was the catalyst this time. The next thing I knew, Bane was helping me off the bench and lowering me onto the bed. I had no i

And I believed it, until the day my brother showed up at my door. A brother I never knew existed until that moment. He came without warning, no preparation, carrying the truth that would change my life forever. He was murdered days later, in my arms, before I even had time to understand what his existence meant. His death pushed me onto a path with no return. I inherited his place. The Hill became my responsibility, and revenge became my fuel.

⸻ And whispered: ⸻ “Promise me something.” “If I disappear…” ⸻ “Don’t let them remember me.” ⸻ Silence. 💀 ⸻ The younger Father looked horrified. ⸻ “Why?” ⸻ The child smiled sadly. 💔 ⸻ Then answered with words that shattered reality. ⸻ “Because I was never supposed to exist.” ⸻ 😱😱😱 ⸻ The memory exploded. 💥 The silver tree vanished. The sky cracked. The Book of Origins screamed.