Cold Front Game Augustine Novels & Stories

“I thought you wanted something, and I ditched it before running here.” Augustine rolled his eyes. “You’re always working. It’s okay to ditch once in a while, especially when it’s for me.” “Auggie, come on, you should stop carrying me like a sack of potatoes.” She slapped Augustine’s flexing ass. “It’s embarrassing.” “Yeah?” Augustine threw it at her. “Yes. I let you bend me over whenever you want, so I think it’s a fair exchange for you to stop treating me like this, y’know.” René sighed. “Why am I really here?” She swung her feet trying to disturb Augustine.

Ryan whined, now trying to pull the door with both his hands. August ran towards him, "Because it's not your car moron, let go. I will call a cab." He pulled his complaining friend away from the vehicle before anyone sees them. Ryan struggled a bit before following his friend obediently. _______________ August blowed on his palms before shoving it inside the pockets of his hoodie. He breathed in the chillness of the night. The barking of dogs and irritating sounds of crickets pierced the calmness of night. He shuddered slightly as a small breeze caressed him.

The moment he saw Augustine butchering a woman as he separated her heart from her body, Logan pounced on Augustine with a lethal growl. Shooting out his claws, he slashed it through Augustine from behind. "Ahh," Augustine froze and gurgled over the blood sprouting from his mouth. Not giving him any chance, Logan struck out again, pulling out a huge part of Augustine's flesh. Blood flowed, spurting over Logan's face as Augustine whirled around and met his furious gaze. Logan took pleasure in sinking his claws into Augustine's eye and plucking it out. The small round ball rolled on the ground as Augustine yelled.

Augustine's sinister grin mirrored the impending danger, the thrill of the chase evident in his twisted amusement. "Stop, Augustine! Please!" Aeron's voice, tinged with desperation, echoed through the night. Augustine's laughter drowned out his pleas as he revved his engine, accelerating towards Myra's car. The moment of impact drew near, a collision that threatened to shatter Aeron's world. The screeching tires, the terror in Aeron's voice, and the impending collision played out in agonizing slow motion. Myra, oblivious to the impending danger, continued driving, unaware of the impending catastrophe. Augustine's car closed in, the malicious intent palpable in the air.

AUGUST I tried to breathe the pain away. Ambrose’s kick wasn’t that powerful purely because I’ve received more kick from him and this was by far, the softest of them all. Despite of that, the kick still hit the bulls’ eye of my hollow stomach and I’m not even wearing anything to begin with. I had to flinch for a short moment but I tried not to show any signs of weakness. I centered my focal point at Ambrose and I instantly saw the upcoming storm named typhoon Ambrose. His glare was filled with so much intensity and that was more than enough for me to know that he’s about to go on a rampage.

The weather in August is cool, the colder it gets at night. Stepping out of the bustling nightclub, Mac Vu leaned forward instead of the warm-up step, the old wound was still a bit numb, sometimes it still throbbed for a few moments, causing his eyebrows to wrinkle clearly.

In the midst of the conversation, Leandro had already approached Charlotte. The weather in August was so hot, even at night, the wind that blew over was still stifling. However, Leandro still wore that black shirt, with loose dark trousers on the lower half. From head to toe, everything was black, and it appeared as if the legs were below the chest. The familiar scent of cedarwood wafted over as the wind blew, making Charlotte's palms sweaty with guilt. She stood there, just looking at people, not knowing at all what she should say.

And he liked playing cards with her the most. "You lost again Augustin" Shelby teased Augustin with a smile. Augustin smiled at her. He took a deep breath and placed his cards on the table. "I am going back to Montana today" he shared softly. The smile o. Shelby's face dropped within a second. "Oh?" she murmured. Her face fell. Augustin took a deep breath. "Would you like to come with me Shelby? I will drop you here if you don't like it there" he asked a little hesitantly, but still hopeful.

I've only slept with one person and sex didn't even feel this good, it left me wondering what sex would feel like with August. August looked me in the eye and sniffed the air again, the colour of his eyes started changing again and he cussed. “Fuck, your heat is about to start.”

The so-called dragon on Dereon Inc had been destroyed, and they could only look to the future now. August opens a bottle of champagne and they all toast to the company's new leadership and direction they knew they would find in August Dereon. What a happy new year it will be indeed. August walks into their Tuscan villa with a broad smile on his face. He won. He truly won against Eldred Dereon and got vengeance for Autumn. He sits down on his leather armchair, hangs his head in his hands and cries, no sobs!