Bottom Scaramouche Novels & Stories

“I can’t believe Scorpion had the nerve to do this to us, over a senorita! We need to teach him a lesson!” He turned to Fernando, expecting agreement, but the don grunted angrily, grumbling while he struggled about on top the mountain of rubbish. Vincenzo shook his head, climbing down, feeling the trash stick to him like angry whores haunting his life. As he grasped a particularly nasty mass of trash, something caught his eye—a dirty bra. Disgust rolled through him, and he jumped down again, cursing under his breath. “Look at us! Able-bodied men like us are scared of Scorpion? This is fucking ridiculous!” He commented, taking off his fur coat, tossing it aside as he felt something stab again

Before dealing with Spark, Alex had asked Cheryl to order some food and wait for him. As he watched Alex walk away, Spark chided Scarface, “F*ck! Scarface, you scammer! I agreed to pay you so much money, and you’re trying to scam me? Didn’t you say you were the best fighter in Teal Street? How are you the best if you can’t even deal with a mere boy toy?”

Bottles of wine arranged on the glass table. Damian sat in the middle of two naked ladies ,they are all over him kissing and running hands over his body,he squeezed their asses spanking them as he kissed one deeply,while the other kneeled in the floor facing his crotch region. The door opened as camera flashed,they turned stunned as the camera flashed again. “Clear shot” Scar said as she sprawled on the couch opposite them,one leg crossed over the other. The trio looked shocked see as they stared at her,she's in a baggy pants and hoodie,with boots,a face cap covering the top part of her face.

Evilly, he then added to the man, "She scammed 60 million dollars out of a man and just got released." When the man finally left, Celeste thought of how funny the scene was. "Celeste, are you in such a bad state that you have to work as a love scammer?" Closing in on her, Damon frowned in dissatisfaction. "Ah, I'm not good at anything in particular. But I'm not too bad at scamming men. This job suits me." Celeste wasn't happy to have Damon seeing her in such a miserable state. But she showed no signs of embarrassment.

Cassio had stopped struggling and had accepted his fate in Scymodus’s armpits. A bungalow built with icicles slowly came into view. “Home sweet home.” Scymodus whistled as he gently dropped me to the ground. He released Cassio, who landed on the snow with a thud. “What did you do that for? Your underarms stinks.” Charles covered his nose, as if blocking out an unpleasant smell. “They smell better than you, even if you were dipped in a perfumed bath.” Scymodus scoffed as he pushed the ice door.

This may be the end of Scarred Under Moonlight, but it's not the end of my stories. Until we meet again in another story, under another moon. With heartfelt gratitude and appreciation, S.A. RIVERS

Skins slapped against one another as girls cried out, and their voices as they gagged on their cocks didn’t make things any better. Fighting back the urge to vomit, I kept my head low, walking deeper inside the room, followed by Madam Coco who had her hand on my lower back, pushing me forward. I came to a stop in front of a man in a suit, his eyes scanning me for a second before he nodded “get on your knees, Scarlett”

His four limbs were twisted in the wrong direction because all his bones were broken. "Ahhh..!" The only sound that Scar could still make was this low groaning sound. Jan Bobber was completely rooted to the spot. He was in shock, Only a few seconds had passed from the time Jate Woods made his first move to the time Scar crashed heavily to the floor.

She threw her hands up into the air and did a little dance of victory, twirling delightedly on her toes. Her life was changing for good, because of this black card which suddenly fell unto her laps. Not suddenly... He had been there a long time. She had just lacked the right information to know who he was and now that she does, he was not getting away from her. Wait a minute, why then was Scar after his life? No before then, how had the men knew each other? Noah or rather Damien Romero was directly involved with an underground Lord? Incredible. Maybe he was also invoked in something shady and the accident was as a result of a deal went wrong.

They’ve proven to be dumb. Silvercloud connected the phone to his laptop, and a projection of the video replaced the 3D model of the building. Pamela still looked annoyed but tried from all her yelling. Hana turned her hand in mine, holding tight when Scorcha came into view and gripped Pamela’s chin. We still had no audio, but words were exchanged, and Pamela spit on Scorcha before headbutting her. “And that would explain why Malcolm is so infatuated with her.” Aidan chuckled.