Behold The Man Book Novels & Stories

It was as if he was deathly afraid he would be caught. Despite his speed, Caspian was able to catch a pretty clear glance of what was underneath. On the other side of the man's long robes were an abundance of small painted albums with salacious covers. They all had extremely suggestive titles as well, such as "The Beauty With Plump Skin" among others.

At the marriage alliance banquet, Zachary Pendleton, the only son of General Alfred Pendleton, publicly declared that he had no interest in women. “I cannot enter such an alliance. Any young lady marrying me would be ruined by our union.” The hall lapsed into silence as all eyes turned to him at once. Still, Zachary stood there with an air of indifference, as though he saw nothing improper in his words. I studied him with curiosity and found my interest unexpectedly piqued.

Hooked a leg behind the man’s knee and slammed him down hard enough to knock the wind out of him. Silence. Kael stood over him, chest heaving. For one split second, something flashed across his face. Not triumph. Not anger. Something possessive. His gaze flicked toward me again. Like he needed to make sure I’d seen. My breath caught. The Beta called the match. Applause broke out, but it sounded distant in my ears. Kael stepped back, offering his hand again, helping the man up like nothing had happened. The moment passed. The edge disappeared.

He was truly exasperating me and causing a whirlwind of confusion in my heart and mind. What was I supposed to do with this book on how to masturbate? I wasn't sure if it was out of curiosity or if I wanted to prove to myself that I wasn't affected by him. I cautiously opened the book. The illustrations depicted a man holding his genitals and a woman with her fingers covering her intimate area. It wasn't explicit or pornographic, per se, but rather educational, with black ink graphics. However, it evoked a different sensation within me—a warmth that intensified as I continued to observe the pages.

Will she even be alive when he was finally finished with her? The man pulled out a small old book. A diary perhaps. Settling on the floor, he opened the book and began to read out loud, softly. A little too softly because Sre could barely make out the words. A few seconds... "Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men". Not a diary. A Bible. What kind of sick person kidnaps an innocent person and still reads the bible? Shifting her eyes, she noticed for the first time the crucifixes hanging on the wall and the christian posters of bible verses and quotes which her captor must have interpreted in his own sick way.

She exclaimed while running behind the old man to keep up with him. "M-Miss!" The two maids exchanged glances as they trembled with the thought that something bad might happen to their Lady. Meanwhile, just a floor above them, the old man opened a safe from the uppermost shelf. Anyone would notice how he carefully placed all the books about mana inside that big safe, but he didn't use any keys to open it, somehow it seemed like he had been taking books in and out of the safe. "Here are the books you want." He said, putting down all the books on the table beside the window.

In fact all she could think about was that night. She turned towards him and stared, up and down. Throughly examining him. He was a beautiful man, his high cheek bones and his trimmed beard somehow made her think of all the men's she has found attractive in the past. The thing that she loved the most were his curled hair, sure they weren't that long but somehow it gave him a beach vibe and she thought that was the hottest thing.

The man's voice was melodious, especially when he growled under his breath to talk to himself. "Baby, I can't see… "Give it to me, baby, please…" Was he really that enthusiastic? Even from behind a screen, where he couldn't really make out anything clearly? To be honest, I found it so silly that it was almost adorable, not to mention that his pent-up grunts unwittingly drew me along to his rhythm. Soon, I could hear his gasp of satisfaction from my earphones—the most perfect of endings.

As they immediately struck a deal, I made a hand signal, indicating it was time for my next line of action. A man walked towards us, and my face tightened. Both Olivia and Rowan noticed the tension in the air as the man walked towards us. Rowan excused himself. Wise man. He had an idea about who I was, and did not want to involve himself with whatever I did. He has played his part by talking with Olivia and striking a deal. I was happy that he excused himself. “Long time no see Alexander. I see you got yourself yet another toy to play with. You never seem to change”, the man said with a chuckle.

Therefore, she had to lift it gently, exposing certain parts to a man's eyes. Although she struggled to get into the bathtub, he had no intention of helping her up. Instead, he observed her every move. With a faint temptation, scratching his heart like a cat's claw. In the pitch-black depths of the eyes, the burning flames grew larger and larger. He walked over and unbuttoned the delicate buttons on his sleeve, then rolled it up a few times, revealing his strong and powerful arms. Manuel belonged to the category of strong men, with no connection to being thin, but he was also not one of those muscular men with bulging muscles all over their bodies at the gym. In short, he had a well-proporti