Crook Of Your Neck Novels & Stories

My boot came down hard on its neck, crushing its windpipe with a wet crunch. The second rogue roared and swung a curved dagger towards my ribs. I twisted sideways, grabbed his wrist mid-strike, and bent it backwards until bone pierced skin. His scream rose sharp and reedy before I rammed my fist into his throat, feeling cartilage collapse beneath my knuckles. He dropped like a stone, choking on his own blood.

The skeleton which had just risen from the coffin placed its mouth on my neck. I have been holding myself from screaming, but I can't this time around, and boom... I scream. "Arrrrrrrgh!"

“Just gonna lay there and take it?” Jeff bucked and tried to roll Preston off, but a cramp seized him, and he froze. No, no! Not now. With Preston still on top of him, he strained his neck to see his hands turn color, while the bones inside cracked and fused together, creating a new structure.

He pulled his head back and sunk his teeth into my neck for the second time. ###

Derrick tightens his grip on my neck as blood continues to flow out of my neck, his claws leaving an eternal mark of doom on me. “Bye bye, Imogen” he whispers into my ear and digs his claws deeper into my neck and I close my eyes forever in pain and sorrow.

d pointed at the crock of my neck. “This mark! Where did you get this mark from?” Alpha Cougar was growling at me angrily. But I was too busy staring at my necki n horror as I had no idea what actually happened to me that night. O only remembered talking to my wolf.

*Snap* a sound of a bone that been snapped into can be heard painfully. Mike thought that sound came from his neck as he slowly opens his eyes and notices that he was already lying at the ground. He checks his neck and realized that his neck is fine but what in the world does that sound of snapping came from? He looks up to search for the man who supposed to be holding his neck as he lifts his upper body by supporting it with both hands at the ground. "Yo, kid. That's not cool to just lose thoughts here in the middle of the fight." A cheerful and somewhat cool voice talks to him.

She could hear the camera clicking away. Nick approached her without a word, grabbed her by the back of the head and pulled her face into his crotch. Jennifer took the hint and opened her mouth wide, closed her eyes and felt first the swollen head then the top of the shaft slide in her mouth. She felt her mouth get wet with the large cock sliding in and used the saliva to moisten the cock, now pushing in deeper. When she thought she had it all in her mouth, Nick suddenly jammed in the rest of his now fully erect cock into her throat. Jennifer gagged hard and pushed him back out of her. She knelt over and caughed, spit drooling from her lips.

her scent of Honey and buttercream Flooded me, it was all her. “What are you doing?” My voice cracked. “You will see”, My teeth grazed the crook of her neck, not in passion, but in a twisted claim” my mouth opened against her neck, fangs—long, needle-sharp—I struck like a viper. no warning. Just a wet pop as it echoed in the room, breaking through the skin.

I couldn't help but wag my head rapidly at him as he's grip around my neck tightened, causing a searing pain to course through my entire throat and lungs as I sniffled. "Now, I'm gonna let go of your pretty fragile neck, and you'll do as I say, else this pretty neck is getting snapped and we don't wanna do that, now do we?" he breathed hoarsely against my face through he's gritted teeths and I shut my eyes close as the tears pricked even more before wagging my head frantically in understanding at him as I couldn't speak.