Bendy X Boris Novels & Stories

Boris yelled while blocking. While no one was looking, Boris slipped his hands into a pair of wired gloves. The gloves could hold off weapon attacks. “It’s no secret that Boris was considered one of the best in the city in his younger days.” “He is in a place of wealth and power for a reason.” “It’s been years since Boris got physical. I guess the younger generation must have forgotten the menace he was back in the day.” “Lee is too cocky. Things aren’t going to end well for him.”

Jace, the gentle man, tried to calm them down but they just brushed through him shouting their lungs out of the room. Jace just sighed. He blamed himself for not stopping Kaizer on making a grand entrance. They must have done it nicer. "What the---who are you?!" The ugly man, they believed was Bum Pan spoke gurgling blood in his mouth. He was half-naked. Bald head, squared ears and pierced lip, Jace and Kaizer were not wrong. This man was Bum Pan. Kaizer, before answering found himself a sofa to sit on. He rested there first his stout sword: the five-inch wide and a meter long sword known as 'Flagrare". Then he sat and slouched like he was on his own place.

The teacher asked, with his tone soft and gentle instantly. Xander stood up from his desk and there was a dead silence. His figure was like a wall and there was a strong aura around him that sent shivers around everyone. His body was well-built with heavy muscles that could be seen through the school uniform. I could see the tattoo of a dragon and wolf on his arms. His torso was so huge it made his shirt tighten over his body. Each step he took was enough to send everyone shaking so hard. I looked up at his stony face and my heart skipped a beat. I never knew I could be this afraid, but I was losing control. The man in front of me was so fierce.

I shivered like it was cold—but it wasn’t. It was him. It was too much. “Good girl,” he growled low in his throat. “On your hands, arch that back. Let me see what’s mine.” I obeyed without hesitation, lifting my hips, spreading my thighs, presenting myself for him—exactly how he’d want me to. He walked to the wall, fingers trailing over the implements hanging there like tools of worship. Alessandro selected a flogger—long leather tails, soft at the ends but punishing in motion. He tested the weight with a flick of his wrist, then turned to me with a look that made my core clench.

Alexander sighed and said, "Well, who among you will start?" A middle-aged man appeared from the crowd, and entered the center of the ring with a smile. Alexander said again, "Okay, start, but firearms are forbidden, otherwise you can use as many sticks and sharp weapons as you want." The middle-aged man stared at William and said, "Hello, Boss , I'm Xing Xu, my goal is never your position boss, you can say I'm just measuring your strength William smiled again, a strange smile and replied" come on " "As you order, BOSS !!!!" Xing Xu quickly took out a small stick twenty centimeters long, and by pressing one button, the iron stick stretched and became a hundred centimeters long and so on.

So, this was because of Anson? "That's right!" Boris said angrily, "Let me go! Otherwise, Mr. Xenos Senior will—" Before Boris could finish speaking, Sean flicked his wrist. A silver needle plunged itself into Boris' forehead, and a trail of blood spurted out. Boris' eyes rolled, and he slumped over. Sean's expression was as cold as ice as he threw Boris' corpse aside. So, it was the Xenos family again! It seemed that the five black-clad men in the video were all related to the heads of those prestigious families, except for Felipe.

“What’s your name?” “It’s Alexei. What do you want in return?” I can hear my dad’s footsteps coming down the hall, and I start to back away. He reaches out, grabbing onto my wrist and holding me in place. Little shocks of pleasure rush all through my body at his touch, and not even the jingle of his handcuffs can put a damper on this rush of arousal. “Tell me,” he says, even though I know he can hear my dad getting closer too. “I want you to pop my cherry,” I whisper in a rush as he drops my hand, and right before I scurry away, I see his eyes widen in surprise and then darken with a pure, raw need that has me nearly orgasming on the spot.