Cuckquean Novels & Stories

“But then why they are challenging us . We aren’t even related to them “, Sean asked as curiosity bubbled in his mind hearing her words . Old women looked at Sean for a while as she took his all appearance ,and looked forward , “ The half moon pack and blue moon pack are the packs which are deeply connected . And the one who doesn’t know his existence , shouldn’t dare to cut my words .” the old women added the last part growling at Sean . Making every wolf in the office shudder . She had the power , to shut every mouth and cause everyone to shiver in fear . Seeing no reaction from their Alpha , Sean stood silent and bow his head down but not before glaring the women for her words . She even

YOU SEEM THE MOST SENSIBLE OUT OF ALL OF THESE JOKERS. I_pooped WOW, IS JOKER THE NEW TERM FOR PEASANT? Will_the_devil CHLOE, ARE YOU LISTENING? YOU DON'T BELONG HERE. DON'T COME HERE. Cereal_killer ARE YOU SERIOUS, DUDE?! Will_the_devil I AM JUST STATING THE HARSH TRUTH. YOU WILL UNDERSTAND WHEN YOU FACE THE QUEEN. I_pooped I HAVE JUST ONE THING TO SAY TO YOU. AS A MATTER OF FACT, IT'S REALLY SAD THAT YOU HAVE TO CALL YOUR OWN MOTHER 'THE QUEEN'

CHIKE "How long have you been fucking Iris, your so called boss?" I asked, angry yet anxious as I waited for her response. It took a few seconds before she understood what I had asked her, and her first response didn't serve me any purpose. "What do you mean by that, Chike?" "Heck! I spoke English Nelly, not some strange Language!" "Chikeeeee!!!" She screamed, threw her bag on the floor and ran head first to where I stood, holding me by my collar she continued " what is wrong with you? Are you sworn to make me hate you forever or what? What is this insane question about?"

He internally tsked at his luck. Too bad you're taken sweetheart. He loathed Donavan for owning everything he very well deserved. first the position of Don and now the whore. The little woman was another possession he was not allowed to devour for the reason that it was already owned by his elder cousin, Donavan. The woman was plain, not attractive to the eyes who looked only for a good fuck. What he looked for however was the fire, he was sure that must have been something Donavan looked for too.

Her witch-like laughter caught everybody’s attention but soon they rolled their eyes back to their work. Hazel looked at her confusedly, trying to find why she laughed all of a sudden. “Cock means pennis, dumbo!” She giggled, shaking her head. Hazel did not reply but stayed silent. Her eyes slightly widened when Irene told her something new. “Hey! Your cheeks are red!” She pointed and Hazel immediately hid them behind her palms. Irene giggled. “Oh my god! I can’t forget your jokes! I’ll tell this to my kids!”

Papa was not happy about that. I rather doubt his concern was that the coven least of all the Crone would be hurt. Yep, Crone with a capital C, I like to say it’s for Cunt while Katrina is less crass and says it’s for Cranky. We are allowed to mock that old woman. She is our maternal great-grandmother.

A dumb one too. They must know that we’re together due to an arrangement and have been poking around to see how deep that arrangement goes with a few comments here and there which I've ignored. Damien shook his head, long hair flying about his face “Never thought I’d see the day” “Yes, never thought I’d see the day” Ronan concurred “Quinn, cuntstruck” Rollings kissed his teeth, once, twice. There goes that term again. It made even me uncomfortable. Pussywhipped, cuntstruck, same thing.

,Angie huffed. "I get their cocks daily if I want sometimes more you horse humping thunder cunt. Go fuck a horse...no that will traumatize the poor animal go use a broom bitch!",Angie yelled and mom burst into laughs. She snorted as she repeated horse humper. Jack chuckled as he shook his head.

Glossary: Tholus = dome/arena - Immo = yes - Cupam = liquor/whiskey - Futuo = fuck - Chinga = small animal with a purple fur body/white mane like a lion, size of a newborn kitten *~~~* She was almost finished with her book when her stomach began to growl. She would have cooked, but her items had not arrived yet. Sighing, she headed to the computer by the door and called her brother. After speaking to him, she called Jay to see if she and Cobra wanted to go to the dining hall.

“OK, Sweet cheeks.” Quinn gives me a bewildered look. “Sweet cheeks? Really?” “Don’t like that? What about, Hunny buns, Baby cakes? I know Snookums.” I start chuckling at the look on his face at that one. “I think I would prefer Sweet cheeks to that.” “My hunk, hunk burning love,” I say trying to keep a straight face. “Oh please no, not that,” Quinn says starting to sound a little concerned about my pet name choices.