Casca Guts Novels & Stories

Back in the private lounge at the airport, an assistant handed me a sealed dark wooden box, plainly wrapped, no name on it, nothing else at all. "Miss Ava, someone left this at the front desk just now. They asked that it go to you by hand." I gave a small nod and opened the box. The moment the lid came up, a cold metal sheen filled my eyes. A whole box of casings, polished clean and bright and neat, layered over each other, filling it to the edges. At the very center sat a folded slip of plain white paper, the handwriting forceful and ragged, worn through with exhaustion and longing, just one short line:

The whores giggled, rolling out of their flimsy clothings, exposing their tapering V between their oiled clammy thighs with breasts of varying sizes. The colour rushed to my face. It was bad news Kazamir humiliated me with the new deal, but it was worse to throw bones at me to assuage my anger. If he wanted to apologize, he must bend the knee before me and revoke the fucking deal. I'm no ordinary Alpha. I'm Alpha Cassian of the House of Storstrand, and I_

Yesterday and today I was so consumed and convinced that I will meet my end again tonight that I became paralysed. “You’re safe here. You won’t be killed when you step outside. That would be the end of the Silent Night Hawk,” Morgan says in a whisper from behind the bar, “Now don’t let him wait any longer.” As if commanded, my feet start moving towards the table. The large bulking figure gets up to greet me. It is indeed Cassius. Just as before his left eye and ear are missing and his left ear is severely damaged. I can not see his scarring through his loose fitting shirt. He thrusts out his hand for me to shake. When I hold it feels strange, as if something round is jabbing in my hand. Afte

Giovanni "An Infernape and a Kabutops looks like you fools are not slacking off, if you are able to capture those pokemons I will think about your promotions" Giovanni said and turned his chair showing his back and signaling them to leave. Gengar who listened to their conversation was in glee as he would now planning to make their day a living hell. As both Butch and Cassidy were about to leave with a smile on their face Butch suddenly felt his hand being controlled and the next thing he knew he was groping Cassidy's ass, Cassidy was startled then she became angry. Cassidy "YOU PERVERT WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING"

The man explained as he sidestepped a cluster of bolts and nuts scattered on the floor to extend his hand to her. Cassie winced at the vice-like grip he held her hand in. For someone who looked more skin and bones than muscle, he had a surprisingly strong grip. When he finally let go, Cassie was sure that every single bone in her hand was fractured. “I’m Cassie Peters. Would you like me to help with this thing you guys have going on? I can’t read Latin and it has been a while since I last put together something but five heads are better than four and I’m like an hour early for the interview so I’d be happy to lend a hand.”

Chapter 147 [ Casper ] I tried opening my eyes for the third time and i was greeted by the site of an abandoned hut , I tried standing up but I couldn't my legs were chained to the bed . How long have u been like this . The last thing I remembered was jumping out of the plane . “ I see you are awake . How are you feeling .” An old woman entered the hut with different herbs in her hands “ Why am u been chained to the bed ? , Who are you ?.” Casper asked weakly