Bottom Scaramouche Novels & Stories

Circe cried out in pain this time and it squeezed out my heart with misery. "Screw it!" Hecate screamed. "No! Wait!" I roared but it was too late. She ran into the room. "Come at me! I'm here!" Hecate yelled. "No! Hecate! Get out of here!" I screamed and ran into the room. It was at this point that the demon flowed out of Circe and stood before us in all its glory. Then it roared at us and we cringed at the sound. "Shit! Run Hecate, Run!" I yelled.

Jules and Sky joined and the three ladies became every man’s attention as they danced in sync. A man came up behind Scarlet and whispered, “Can I join you beautiful?” Scarlet turned, and she was speechless at the man standing before her, he was drop-dead gorgeous. Brown eyes, tall, and jet black hair. As she looked down she noticed he was in a black T-shirt and his arm was covered in tattoos. He screamed, “Trouble” But Scarlet didn’t care. It was only for the night, so instead of answering, she placed her arms around his neck and began to sway her hips.

I hid my hand inside the pocket of my hoodie and starts distracting myself. I entered an alley instead of the entrance in front. The blast of the music inside was already invaded my ears. Club X is where I spent my nights working. Lucas owns this place, he became my friend when I started a fight inside his bar. I stopped walking when I noticed something in the dark corner of the alley, a place where usually there's no light can reach. A two silhouette flashed, I heared a man screams who started pleading, it's not visible but there's a silhouette of two people in the dark. The man who keeps shrieking in pain was lying on the floor, while the other one kick his face.

They are lucky I wasn't wearing my heels today. I tried to control my grin when I saw small peepee guy's crooked nose. Scar looked at me confused and I mouthed to her who the second dick was. "Well well well, look what the cat dragged in", Crusty clapped his hands once, and what looked like a smirk appeared on his face making me roll my eyes. " More like you fucking chased us, but ok", Scar shrugged her shoulders making me grin widely. Crusty and small both clenched their jaws, the smirks vanishing off their faces.

All of a sudden some bikers came forward from behind them and drove past me as they were now surrounding me with their bikes, roaring the engine to scare me. "I didn't know that cats are this clever to play with those kinds of toys."The Scar face said all of a sudden, getting into the conversation. Oh, I forget he speaks. He looks good when he keeps his mouth shut because whenever he speaks up it doesn't help at all. In fact his voice and presence sucks up your confidence leaving you stammering. "That shouldn't bother you." I said looking direct in his eyes but when he raised his bruised eyebrow at me,I started to blink several times and quickly diverted my gaze away from him.

Scars already marking his skin knowing silver affects wolf very much. “Your friend is stupid, Eve. She thinks that she can take you from me. No one, I repeat, no one will take you from me. You’re mine and only mine.” Eve felt her whole world darkens when she felt a strong whiff of wind as a large axe had been slam next to her. Eve knew what was cut but she couldn’t, she didn’t want to believe it but she had to see it. Her body shivers as she turns. A pain so unbearable, emotion so deep with guilt and anguish just burst from her chest. She started screaming like a woman possessed seeing Ariadne’s lifeless eyes looking back at her like Damien. Her head is separated from her body and Vlad was k

I stared shamelessly. "Yellow pawpaw, why you dey look me with your fine eyes?" He said not raising from what he was doing. JB throws him a look and my eyes also darted to the scale. Scorpion looks up at me and smiles. "I no go school no mean say I no know anything." He flashed a smile referring to the scale and measurements, his teeth was yellow and lips were a wonderful shade of matte black. He and JB seemed cool with each other but I couldn't help but see them as nothing except roommates. It was some sort of frenemy setting instead of friends.

“Sir, the opening bid is strictly fixed at ten-” “I know exactly what the opening bid is, lady,” Anthony Scarfo barks, erupting into a loud, mocking laugh that echoes off the gilded ceiling. He gestures carelessly toward the screen. “But that rusty piece of garbage metal isn't worth a dime of that. But hey, since it’s a charity event, I’ll be generous and offer you a hundred bucks for the scrap.”

"Sorry, did I scare you? I promise, you'll never see scum like that around here again." To thank him, I accepted his invitation to an art exhibition at his private estate that weekend. On Saturday night, Dorian had a gift box delivered. Inside was a deep purple velvet gown. It was exquisitely tailored, with a high neck and long sleeves that perfectly concealed the old, fading scars on my body, while still accentuating my waist. I stroked the soft fabric, my eyes welling up. Gavin had traced my scars with sadness, but he was never this thoughtful. I never dared tell him how much they bothered me. It was a weakness the Godfather’s wife wasn't allowed to have.

Jake, a course mate of mine, said, cutting my trail of thoughts and also catching the attention of everyone, as I continued to scroll through my phone. “Yeah, I heard it was Sasha brie,” Mason scoffed, his eyes full of disbelief, as he leaned back in his chair, “Didn't think such a virgin girl had it in her though, and after all her act of being holy and waiting for the right one, I knew I should have banged her up when I had the chance.” “As if you ever had a chance Mason,” Jake shot back with a grin, “We all know she never looked at your sight, not even once, the girl was all on Mr handsome over here,” Jake said, with a wide grin as their sight was now directed towards me.