Cosmo X Novels & Stories

“This is Cosmo. He is the one who has been helping me with my abilities.” The smile on her face when she looked at him hinted that more was going on than I had heard. Ryleigh has spoken of him in the past, but this was the first time I had seen her look at him. It was more than simple admiration. It looked more like she had a crush on him, but he seemed oblivious. “Hello, it is a pleasure to meet you officially. Back home, you are a legend.” Cosmo spoke.

Boss has this bartender power that makes you speak your mind as soon as you sit on the counter. “Do you want to kill me, this looks too spicy.” The green plate in front of me, full of a shiny red soup and thick noodles, even made my nose itch with its smell. “My clients are usually drunk so I wanted to try something spicy this time.” “Then I am going to need a beer, Boss." I hesitated before grabbing the plate and carefully blew on it. "Here goes nothing.” As expected, the ramen was too spicy for me. Tears began to drop from my eyes and my nose started running after just a spoonful.

[Cosmo is an illegitimate child that was born because a mistress wanted to become the legitimate wife of the Hamilton family’s master…] "Look at the news. Is someone deliberately trying to direct the rumors?" The manager was a little angry. SN Entertainment had already suppressed it, but those people were obviously fanning the flames deliberately. "There’s more here!" [Cosmo from SN Entertainment likes men. He met up with a mysterious man at night, and they both went into the same car and hotel.]

Like the structure of who you were. One hundred and forty years of that and I had been genuinely proud of it. And then Ava Cole walked into the Devereaux lobby on Christmas Eve with mascara on her cheeks and fire in her eyes and the scent of dormant Ashmoon blood moving through her like something ancient waking up, and every carefully constructed wall I had spent a century building looked at her and quietly began to reconsider its purpose. In one hundred and forty years I had not anticipated this. Two days to the full moon and her gene was running so loud I could feel it from three rooms away.

“We don't have to call him.” She clicked the contact information. There was an encrypted messaging address and a phone number. Emma's eyes widened. “Oh, we're definitely calling him.” “No,” Naomi said. Everyone looked at her. “We message him.” Leonard nodded. “She's right.” Emma looked offended. “Why?” “Because if we're pretending to buy illegal gas, we probably shouldn't sound like three doctors who have never bought anything more dangerous than ibuprofen.” Sofia typed. Hello. I'm interested in purchasing one tank of Thanox.

Her name in the film was Wisdoma. Wisdoma: "Space muscleman, how do you wish to breed. I cannot live any longer without your seed. Make me your own, and now, before a million other hags get to you!" She is wearing a flimsy toga. It is easy to take off. Underneath that she has an okay body. This brunette said she was 41, her figure about 32-30-36. Wisdoma pulls down my astronaut flight suit, releasing my broad shouldered, heavily muscled physique. My huge ten inch cock, already fully erect, springs into view. From behind the set I could hear a soft moan. (It was my own mom!) Then Wisdoma got before me, fell to her knees, and paid homage to my bobbing mighty ten inch staff. With difficulty, sh

Adom feels a weird sense of déjà vu as he enters the same bar where he met Alexander just a few weeks ago. The only difference now is that Alexander and his friends are with him instead of just beside him. He slides into a booth with Alexander as Man and Jace go order their whole group a few drinks. Adom starts feeling a little self-conscious at how overdressed he is, it makes him continuously fiddle with his hair. Alexander notices it after a while, hand coming up to brush aside his bangs. The gel in Adom's hair is shiny in the dim lights of the bar and his bangs refuse to stay put. "You look great, I like the hair" Alexander tells him, so effortless as if he means it. Adom can't help the w

They wore flowing black robes that seemed to absorb light, and their faces were pale with eyes like polished obsidian. "Peace, Alpha Hawthorne," the lead figure said, raising a hand that was adorned with rings of dark metal. "We come not as enemies, but as... concerned parties." "Concerned about what?" Kael demanded, positioning himself protectively in front of me. "About the awakening of powers that have been carefully contained for centuries," The figure replied, his gaze shifting to focus on me with uncomfortable intensity. "Miss Vale, I am Mordecai Blackthorne, Speaker for the Umbra Coalition. We need to talk."

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Slow at first, then deeper, one of them holding my head while the other praised me in a rough whisper: “Look at him; such a greedy little slut already.” I was lost in it, spit dripping down my chin, eyes watering, when I heard a new voice cut through the filthy chaos. “Yo, before we really get started…” it was Jax, the tattooed one that was speaking. He was holding a large black duffle bag he’d apparently brought with him. He unzipped it with a wicked grin and pulled out something that made my stomach drop and my hole clench at the same time.