Brassius X Hassel Novels & Stories

She had to think positive if she married she would no long have to endure the cruelty of her mother. Cassie sat at the dressing table brushing out her long black wavy hair. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her skin was pale a fine porcelain her eye were a piercing color of ember her features were delicate and refined with her high cheek bones and strong jawline. She stood five foot seven inches tall. She was tall for a woman of her time. She had a perfectly sculpted body that turned many heads when she went to town on the rare occasion with her mother. Marcella was a site of beauty standing only five feet two inches tall. Her skin was the same porcelain color her eyes black as night.

The large lonely mansion which oozed nothing but affluence did not only house these money making halls but also had rooms above which caged workers who made this money and the bosses who ruled over them. The workers were members of X-habit, a crime conglomerate whose activities were no lesser than running guns, doing drugs and the like. The Big Four: Steven Chase, Baron Sage, Iphan Carter and Kane Richmond bossed over the conglomerate, with Steven as the head, more of a Godfather.

Last Interview: August 2016 Official Brands: —Raflux (flagship luxury/performance brand) —MaxWyre (affordable high-volume brand sold across Europe, Africa and Asia) —Prymate (revived British grand-tourer marque bought out of bankruptcy) —Moltara (Italian supercar division) “GRM Automotives builds everything from €18,000 city cars to €3 million hypercars, yet every factory, every racing team ultimately answers to a single signature: Goldman Rafael Demino”, Diana purred to herself as she paced around her room after reading a part of Rafael's file which she received from Zee earlier. She sat down on her master sized bed, picked up the dossier again and continued, “Sidney Nigel Goldman... Marie

male who is considered weak on Cok, you will have a hard time living there. But don't think of them as not intelligent. Their battle strategies have saved thousands of lives. They are great soldiers and great thinkers. The planet Hassin has six fighters participating in this Harvest. Hassins typically range in color. They can be tan, brown, reddish-brown,... orange-ish brown... A human would describe their skin tones as Earthy. But no matter what color they are they all have a metallic-like shine over their skin. It helps to reflect light, which keeps their bodies warmer. Their features are sharp... For example, they tend to have strong jaws and more angular eyes. Similar to Xiu and Jia's e

Her confident steps, her shining deep honey-colored eyes, and that smile on her face made them flustered and intimidated at the same time. Isaac had gone to the counter of the club where he had to collect a suitcase. He had already arranged to get it inside the club by bribing one of the workers there, to keep it with him hidden behind the counter till he collects it from him. All the worker knew was that it was drugs inside but no. It was a bomb. Big enough to destroy those VVIP guest rooms where they had stocks of money. The bartender he had paid caught his eyes, tapping his finger on the counter he signaled him to give the case. The bartender looked around and passed it to him as he moved

My bruised pussy is milking Braxius, begging for him to release deep within me. "Gods! Jessa!" Braxius roars, shooting his warm ropes of cum deep into me. When Braxius finishes his final thrust, he gently falls onto me. We are now both slick with sweat and panting. "Guess you're going to need another bath," I tease. Braxius doesn't chuckle or reply. Instead, he's lying very still on top of me, even though he's still inside me. "What's wrong, Braxius?"

The dominance in his eyes made my breathing hitch, and his amused eyebrow raised at my reaction. "Ian will also be coming with us in case anything goes wrong, which it won't because I'm the best" He smiled proudly with a playful glint in his eye, and I chuckled, but his big smile soon faded, turning into a slight smirk. "You look so pretty" He admitted. "Going soft on me again Mr. Russo?" I teased, running my hands all over his chest, tracing the tattoos that were visible through his shirt. A few buttons were undone, and a tattoo peaked out that said 'sedurre e distruggere' Written in cursive.

I had finally found the one for me. The next day, I went to the airport to see my family off. On the way back home, I received a call from Brannon. He was inviting me to Kribi. They were celebrating his girlfriend Xaveria’s birthday there and he planned on proposing to her. Brannon was a serious womaniser and I wasn’t sure he was ready to settle down but it wasn’t my place to judge or question him. He was old enough and knew what he was doing. I just prayed he wasn’t making a big mistake and I hoped he didn’t break her heart. I had met Xaveria once and she was a sweet and lovely girl. How she put up with Brannon and his wild ways, I don’t know. Most people mistook me for a play boy but I did

are a male who is considered weak on Cok, you will have a hard time living there. But don't think of them as not intelligent. Their battle strategies have saved thousands of lives. They are great soldiers and great thinkers. The planet Hassin has six fighters participating in this Harvest. Hassins typically range in color. They can be tan, brown, reddish-brown,... orange-ish brown... A human would describe their skin tones as Earthy. But no matter what color they are they all have a metallic-like shine over their skin. It helps to reflect light, which keeps their bodies warmer. Their features are sharp... For example, they tend to have strong jaws and more angular eyes. Similar to Xiu and J

Would it be a sin "If I can't help falling in love with you?" Peter was surprised when West sang along with him at the last line. West turned to him with a grin, eyeing Peter's flushed face. "I sing at the bathroom sometimes," comment West. Peter rolled his eyes at the taller man who's laughing at his reaction. West’s really easy-going, Peter thought. That’s what he observed. It seems like he has no problem at all except for the fact that he has insomnia. Other than that, West’s personality is contagious. "By the way, I've been meaning to ask." Peter turned to West, questioning. "Your guitar. There’s a word Sunny engraved on it. Is that a name of a person?"