Broly X Trunks Novels & Stories

He hissed. “No, Trovak!” Lord Brogan growled, a dark smirk growing on his lips as he stood straighter, his eyes wide as he stared at me. “You will not let this thing go so easily.” “Oh, forget the slave!” Lord trovak shook his head. “We have more important things to discu-" “Trust me.” Lord Brogan cut him off, and I shivered, tears pouring down my eyes as his nails grew to claws, his eyes darkening as he moved closer to me. “This will not take too long.”

'And Jayce. Jayce didn't feature heavily in the video, she realised, though he was present. The main focus was her brother, who punched another guy in the face before turning to Alfie Peters and beating the crap out of him. She winced as the poor lad's nose exploded into a burst of red and had to look away. When she glanced back at the screen, she saw him crawling to Sam, and for a wonderful moment Sam looked unsure. "Don't do it, Sam," she whispered.

The lanky guy instructed and then we all walked out of the room. When I stepped into the open, I was flooded with another round of relief but it didn't even last for seconds when Slade decided I was going to get it. . "Are you insane?" He exploded, his voice was low but it sounded very tight. His nostrils were flaring. "No, I'm not." I snapped angrily at him. "I'm not sure, Makaira. What normal person jumps into a trunk to stalk someone?" He asked, his chest rising and falling as he spoke.

Just as I’m about to respond, my designated mule of a stepbrother decides to interfere. “Holla…” he begins as he walks in, but then he switches to his usual asshole mode when he spots Bryan. “What the fuck are you doing here at this time? When every employee in America should be resting, you’re still working.” In one short sentence, he looks like he just stepped out of a UFC fight. His nose is bleeding, his lip is busted, his eyebrow is wounded, and there may be more injuries I can’t see right now. What the fuck happened to him?

I gave the guy a polite nod and took a chug of my drink as I just wasn't in the mood to make friends with anyone after hearing Kieran's name being blurted out by Freddie. The guy with the blunt chuckled, moving his eyes over my body and took another long drag of his smoke. "You don't wanna speak with me" I bit my lip. I didn't want to speak with him but maybe.....maybe he could help to serve as distraction. I roamed my eyes all over his face, down to his body and saw that he wasn't that bad looking with his dark brown eyes, bleached hair and tattoos. He was the typical cool bad guy that would have ladies killing for him.

"I was drugged! Whatever I said or did... it wasn't me. It wasn't something anyone would do in their right senses." A slow smirk curled his lips. "Well, it didn't feel that way to me." He stepped closer, forcing me to take a step back until my heels were at the very edge of the pool. "I’m sure your body still remembers what that night felt like." He clicked his tongue. "The question is... does it react to my brother the way it reacts to me?" I looked away from his burning gaze, unease creeping up my spine. "You have completely lost your mind, Mr. Stone. I'm not having this conversation with you."

“Clover, uh…I don’t think that will work.” “Of course it will.” I pushed him up and off the couch, to his reluctance. There was no way I could live with a big brother stinking up the entire living room like that. “Just get in and turn on the water. You can do that much, right? I’ll squirt a little bubble bath in there before you get started. That way, all your naughty bits will be covered up with suds.” “Maybe I’ll just take off the bandages,” Travis said. He began attempting to unlatch the metal hooks and peel off the elastic brace before I stopped him.

strange. "You are bigger than Trent," she murmured. "Definitely thicker." It wasn't a contest that interested me, but if it made her happy. Brooke pulled back, a bit ashamed. "That asshole used to make me give him blowjobs all the time," she informed us. "I can't believe he made me swallow." "I'd never treat you like that, Brooke," I expressed to her. She smiled and began to vigorously stroke my dick as a reward. Honestly, as long as the girl didn't vomit my seed on me, I could care less what she chose to do with it. Third finger.

Despite his annoyance, Iskra attempted to suppress his anger, refusing to be baited by the security guard's taunts. "Ha! The real fool here is you. I'm just here on a mission," Iskra retorted, his irritation palpable. As a Lord of War, he found it incredulous that he was being taunted by a mere guard. "Well, I guess I am a bit of a fool," Brody responded calmly, unfazed by Iskra's taunts. He knew firsthand the toll that his past experiences had taken on his mental faculties. After being transformed into a War Puppet by Chroma Stirling and Chroma Wyrm, he was grateful to have regained some semblance of normalcy.

Every muscle on his body was tensed, veins protruding. Did I mention he was also totally naked? I repeat, its a very good thing no nosey neighbours peeked through their doors to see a man getting choked to death by two angry gay men. Two angry gay men with massive erections I might add. "Troy," Jacob said, "let him speak," "Fine," he grunted as I dropped to the floor with a thud, fighting the dazzling stars that flooded my vision. "Your brother…car crash. He's in hospital. Jimmy rang."