Colt Hxh Novels & Stories

Colt was trying to talk to me. 'Colt? What- what is it? Did something happen to the Pack? To you?' I asked, suddenly worried. In case anything happened to him, I wouldn't be able to help him in any way and it's that thought that hurt and scared me the most. 'No, Hails, I'm fine. We're fine.' He said and I felt relieved, followed by feeling confused because if everything was okay over there then why did he mindlink with me and seemed distressed?

positions, but the helicopter was already descending in a flurry of wreckage. The side doors sprang open, and a dozen armed individuals descended to the ground, their military gear stripped of all national identification or affiliations. They spread out in a perfect tactical formation, taking up over-watch positions as their apparent leader approached with two other soldiers. Their weapons readied but pointed to the ground in an obvious gesture of neutrality. Arnold instantly angled his body in front of Alice, adrenaline surging and muscles stiff for further violence. The tall figure removed his helmet, revealing a rugged face with deep creases and a broad scar that traced the curve of his

“H-huh?” “Care to share what’s in that head of yours?” he asked in a low voice. Colt was lying flat on his abdomen. The size of the watchtower was not enough for his legs to extend and he had to lift them up. There was a gap enough for the muzzle to stick out, but he seemed comfortable though. “Nothing.” He was looking through the scope, watching across the distance, then he spoke, “Seen anything unusual?” “I got a good sight, but I couldn’t see anything other than leaves swaying in the wind.” I chuckled.

His shoulders slumped as he quietly accepted all her scoldings. She was pretty mad and he expected nothing less. Such big decisions were always very important to her. Though she was a human, she adores the mate bond a lot. Hunter calmly and gently explained to her why he did that and what could happen and everything. She finally calmed down a little and thankfully Xander came to his rescue. Once Emma and Xander left his room. Lennox barged in. Hunter pulled to his feet. Charging forward he tried to punch him but Lennox dodged with his magnificent speed.

Six years later Phoenix POV I was squatting in the swamp waiting for the signal. I knew none would come. I could feel the leeches as they attached themselves one by one on my body. I heard low talking in the bush and waited. As the noise got closer, I shifted to maneuver the M16 to get it ready to fire. As I grabbed the rifle, my finger, the trigger finger, couldn’t fit into the trigger as there was a huge leech latched on. I brought it to my mouth, released my canines and bit it off. Just as I got it off, I had just one second to pull my weapon and shoot two shots into my victims. No extra bullets lost, no noise. I crept out of the swamp and crawled over to an embankment, I had to still my

He sighed, sweat dripping from his forehead. “I’m okay, Zach. These don't give pain at all.” He replied, his words broken. Nat was a native Spanish just like me, but his English was quite interesting to hear. “Deus is quite an influential, no?” “He is. But he had angered that boxer.” He leaned back on the couch as I patched up his injuries with a bandage. Several tattoos lingering on his bulky chest. “Proud of that boxer though.” I chuckled, feeling somewhat proud for the unknown human.

Colt spread my cheeks while Dax groaned in appreciation. “Damn, she’s already dripping,” Dax said. Colt went first. He slammed into my pussy hard, fucking me roughly against the car hood while Dax watched and stroked his thick cock. Then they switched. Dax took his turn, pounding me even harder, his hands leaving fresh greasy prints all over my ass. “Fuck, she’s tight,” Dax groaned. They took turns for a while, using my pussy like I was their personal fuck toy. Then Colt pulled me up and laid me on my back on the hood.

He crouched slightly, gesturing with his head for me to climb on. “You can’t be serious,” I said, crossing my arms. He huffed, nudging me gently with his snout. With a reluctant sigh, I gave in. “Fine. But if you throw me off, I’m holding you responsible.” I climbed onto his back, gripping his fur for balance. Before I could even get comfortable, he bolted forward, the sudden speed making me gasp. The wind whipped past us as Xerxes raced out of the courtyard and into the woods, his movements fluid and powerful.

It was really true that Dana Hamilton was a mother to Clara. Philip looked at the Harriot in the picture, he was smiling without the effort of pain and a wave of bitterness swept through Philip. He felt like losing his mind for a second by lamenting the fact that he had met them again but he knew better than to lose his control. He tucked his phone into his pocket and looked at the painting one more time.