Crank Novels & Stories

Jenny took a deep breath and released it when she again felt the penetration for the second time of Jason's finger in the cut of her femininity. It started going in and out of her in an accelerating manner so Jenny couldn't stop herself from letting out a series of accented growls. But she reacted differently when suddenly, Jason sunk his face in front of her again. And as his finger was doing that her femininity was once again punished by his expert tongue and that almost lost her sanity.

Please Listen! Brian tried to say something to the nurse when he felt a strong blow over his head like someone hit him. He tried to turn around but his injuries made him trip and fall on the floor. All Brian could see was the person’s shoes. Brian recognized those shoes very well as he himself was big fan of shoes. It was 1950s Monk Black Vintage shoes. Brian’s consciousness again gave in and he fell unconscious.

Nahlela When Timi pitched me his ridiculous proposal or business arrangement or whatsoever at Chambo Masters, I got so angry and left. As I was stepping outside, a bike was just from dropping someone there so I took the bike and went home. When I heard a knock on the door, I thought it was one of my neighbours, so I opened the door without asking who it was. I was about slamming the door in his face but he blocked it with foot and then he let himself in. I wanted to unleash all my anger on him, I wanted to hit him, bite him, strangle and do anything and everything possible to inflict pain on him but I was normally not a violent person and most unfortunately, I didn’t even have the strength t

I was on the verge of slowing down when the bike suddenly stalled and I was pulled forward over the bike. ‘Anna,’ I kept thinking as I felt her hands leave my waist and I was thrown down on the road hard. My head was buzzing and I felt the blood running down my face as I rolled and skidded a few feet. My breath was knocked out of me and I heard the cracks as my arm broke. I was in the middle of the road and I knew that I had broken some ribs as well. “Anna!” I yelled as I tried to get to my feet. I smelled blood and I was disoriented for a while. My eyes finally focused and I pushed myself up. The bike was lying on its side and I saw Anna underneath it. I ran towards her but my legs felt hea

The forest screamed. Not with sound, not with the crack of thunder or the howl of beasts, but with the long, aching groan of a world being undone. Mirra pressed a trembling hand to the rough bark of an elder tree, only to wrench it away as black sap oozed from a fissure splitting its trunk. The liquid burned against her skin, acrid and metallic, the stench so sharp it made bile rise in her throat.

The rust began to flake away, dissolving into fine black dust as the silver alloy beneath reacted to the temporal lubricant. Ethan gripped the massive iron wheel on the side of the console. He braced his shoulders and threw his entire weight into the turn. *Groan... Clack... Clack...* The metal screamed in protest. The sound was deafening in the confined space, echoing down the dark tunnels like the wail of a dying beast. Ethan’s muscles strained, his veins bulging against his skin as he forced the stubborn wheel through its first full rotation. Behind the bronze panels, a massive pendulum began to sway, its slow, heavy ticks vibrating through the stone floor beneath their feet.

I spoke softly. “I’m glad that everyone is gathered here, as I finally unveil my first collection, one I hold dear to my heart and I hope my children will respect and understand as they grow older.” I turned to where the name of the collection had been hidden, it was Tyler’s idea to give it a name in this manner, I glanced at him and he beamed with pride. “Meet,” my voice cracked for the millionth time. I swallowed before I spoke in one breathe, “FIRE CRACKER” The end.

“Obey daddy, baby.” He laughed under his breath. Suddenly a big banner displayed on the welcome screen, screaming access denial. “Fuck!” he yelled in the soundproof car as he banged on the steering wheel. He breathed and breathed again before proceeding another attempt of manipulating the system again. He had to start over and that time was one he didn't have. He had to finish up as soon as he could. He reran the commands and codes, typing aggressively before his sanity returned.

He chuckled to himself as he sat in his office, thinking that Bandit finally got his wish. A knock fell on the open door and Jake looked up. “Yes?” “It’s time, Prez,” Weasel said. In the parking lot in front of the bar, they all mounted their bikes. Weasel picked James up and settled him on the bike in front of him. He’d gotten his own vest, the name ‘Grim’ stitched to the chest and ‘Blood of Wrath’ on the back. It was a struggle to get him to take it off, but on the inside, Jake was proud that James had accepted club life so easily.

I stop to hear an angry shout, and I'm surprised to see Amber's boyfriend, Tristan, being kicked out of a bar by a man. The man slams the bar door shut, and Tristan sits on the sidewalk, lowering his head. By the way, he's incapable of sitting steady and keeps swaying from side to side, I can tell he's intoxicated. I glance at Mom's car before looking back at him, knowing full well that I can't ignore him and leave him when he needs my help.