Beat My Meat Novels & Stories

Deep beneath the bustling Diamond District lay the "Under-Grid" bar, a hidden spot filled with booming bass and swirling violet mist. In this underground space saturated with the smell of ozone and shady data transactions, those known as the "Unregistered" bartered away their humanity for a chance at prolonging their fragile existence.

Behind me, the conference room fell into a deathly silence. Uncle Rocco followed a few steps behind me. His voice was low. “Principessa, that shot was a perfect aim.” “I’m a little rusty,” I replied calmly. “I was aiming for his earring.” I paused for half a second before adding, “But the warning was effective.” From today on, no one in that room would dare underestimate me again. My heels clicked sharply against the polished floor as I stopped at the end of the hallway, where a portrait of the Corleone family heir hung.

"What... what have you done to me?" "I gave you exactly what you asked for, Father," Jade whispered, her face inches from his as he collapsed to his knees, his muscles seizing. "A memory of this moment that your brain will never be able to erase. You’ll be awake, and you’ll be alive, but you’ll never move a finger again."

"Jamie boy and taking risks. It won't be long till she finds out you're not genuine." "Not if I pretend to be someone else," I defended. Marco laughed again. "I'll bet a thousand dollars in team heattie boy." "Team what?" I looked at him in astonishment and disgust. "Team heattie boy. Or should I say, JEATHER," he burst out laughing... again. "HEAME," Enzo chuckled. "You two fuck off." I stiffened up. These two were just the worse kind of people when it came to jokes. They were bad and terrible.

They ordered the pizza that the little girl had been wanting. —Alicia, where do you know my daddy from? Are you his girlfriend? Because I don't want my daddy to have a girlfriend. Gema put on an angry face. —No, he's not my boyfriend, he's my boss. Alicia smiled sweetly. —Ah, ok, then he's still mine. —That's right, just yours. Axel and Alicia started to laugh.

He replies without faltering as I beam at him. "Truly?" I titter unable to hide my contentedness as I bounce on the heels of my feet. I seem to have accomplished the first step to slashing down his resistant walls. "I saw you liked to eat meat too, what kind of meat do you favour the most? Chicken, lamb?"

Hero took both sticks, before giving the other to Aurelie. They took a bite of the whole piece and chewed slowly, carefully and deeply tasting all the spices in it. "Wow…" Aurelie almost felt choking. "That was kinda spicy." Hero nodded at her while still chewing the piece of meat in his mouth. "Is it a beef brisket?" Aurelie asked Billy. "That's right. It's juicy, isn't it?" Billy asked happily. "Yes. And I can also taste a bit of savory, tangy, and pungent flavor," Aurelie added. "What are the spices included?"

I looked up to see he and the three women all watching me. “You’ll never taste better cooking than Roe’s” he said with a proud smile over at his Mate. Roe, got it, her name is Roe. I frowned at him and then back down at the meat. What the heck. I placed the corner of the steak into my mouth and tore off a decent sized chunk. The flavours exploded on my tongue as the meat's juices coated the inside of my mouth. I chewed fast, too fast to enjoy the flavours. I put more in my mouth and chewed, once again not slowly enough to savour it. Before I realized, I was shoving the whole thing in my mouth greedily while reaching for other bits of food. I went full animal, smashing the food against my fac

Determined to shake off the melancholy that hovered at the edge of his thoughts, he dug into his steak and was rewarded with a pretty fucking amazing mouthful of meat. “Damn, that’s good,” he murmured around the hot bite, he added without pausing, “You win.” Beatrice laughed without false modesty. “I knew I would. My dad could grill anything and he taught me everything he knew. The competition was stacked from the start.” Zane grinned and kept eating. A man could get used to this. If it was true that the way to a man’s heart was through his stomach, Zane had just lost more than a wager.

And I can't help but to smirk while thinking on how exciting this could get. 'Get ready, Maze I hope you're up for a big game.'