روايات وقصص ضمن Dammit Janet Rocky Horror Picture Show

l say banging the table and soon after I head to my room. Tears were now streaming down my face, I did not mean to shout at her but it just happened. When I get into my room l replay what happened between Rooftop and that man, his stepdad. I feel sorry for him, Rooftop. Does his stepdad blackmail him to get money? I wonder as I sit on the window staring at the rooftop of the abandoned house. As I wipe my tears I spot a figure climbing to sit on the edge of the abandoned house.

"See, there is your senior Rose, torturing the poor rocks in the beautiful pleasent morning...." Jackson pointed his finger in the direction of hill. Damian's eyes quickly followed the direction of his finger and found her. She was climbing on the rock like a monkey. Damian's heart almost skipped a bit when he saw her climbing on that high and dangerous rock which was still moist and slippery from the rain. His eyes was glued on her and suddenly her foot slipped from the rock and she stumbled a bit but quickly composed herself and started climbing again.  "This girl is fucking crazy..." He mumbled to himself.

The long roots were revealed as the pine couldn't hold the power and collapsed to the ground. Hyene launched herself at him while his back was turned, sinking her long teeth into his shoulder. Dimitri roared in anger and grabbed at her head in a desperate attempt to shake her off. Hyene only sunk her bite deeper, yanking her head back with a large chunk of flesh. Dimitri let out another pain-filled screech as he placed some distance between Hyene and himself. Without noticing it, Dimitri backed himself right into another Shifter. An unfamiliar wolf I assumed was Blake snapped at his feet, making him jump back in surprise.

To render him speechless too… and an idea soon came to mind. Without saying a word, I pressed the intercom and seconds later, Janet walked into the office. Her eyes filled with panic until she realized nothing was happening. Perhaps she thought I was calling for help and I didn't blame her for thinking so. Damien was capable of doing anything. As long as it was evil. “Can I help you, Miss Hale?” She asked, her voice layered with a tone only I understood. She was concerned for me. “Mr Locke came to talk to me but we haven't given him any refreshment yet. So Janet, please make him a cup of coffee” I told her.

The rogue cackles, his throaty laughter sending a chill up my spine. “WRONG!” He roars with a grin. “She’s going to be mine after we kill you all.” “Come and get her then,” Rocky says confidently. The rogues charge forward and I nearly swallow my tongue in fear, unable to think about what to do or where to go. Rocky looks at me as his lycan tears free, pointing with his muzzle to the barrier for me to go, but I refuse to leave him.

Why can't I stop lying? Smoldering gaze. Coy smirk. Hard set jaw. Janet thought she might have a heart attack just from him touching her pussy again while staring her dead in the eye. Just as she was about to beg for mercy, he whispered hotly onto her lips, “Let’s fix that, bambina, so you can stay on your daddy's cock forever. Would you like that, little girl?" "No?" Janet squeaked, like it was a question. Vincent heard yes. He ripped Janet’s legs open wider, then looped his arms around her thighs.

Footsteps echoed. “Damon.” He turned. Juliette stood in the doorway, her face pale, a photograph trembling in her hands. “I found this,” she said. He took it. The photo was old, from the late ’90s. On one side, Elias Hawkethorne — young, sharp-jawed, eyes like Damon’s. Beside him stood a woman with dark curls and soft eyes. Damon’s throat went dry. “Is this—” “My mother,” Juliette whispered.

Damien spoke and Rojas immediately nodded and left his room. After shutting the door behind him, Damien moved and got out from his bed and slowly walked towards the black curtain. He pulled it to one side and her big full photoframe came into view. He stared at her for a while. "Why did you have to fall in love with him?Why! Why!! WHY!!!". He began to scream at the photo frame as drops of tears gushed down from his eyeballs. He stretched his hand forward and upward until it touched her face. "Very soon doll! Very soon". He said and an evil smirk appeared on his face.

Itching my hair lightly, I waited rigidly for Janet. Twenty minutes later, I heard a soft rasp on the bed. Taking a soft breath, I made my way over to the door, sliding it open lightly as I pulled an anxious Janet into my room. She was looking at everywhere but my face. "You look pale," I observed out loud. She turned to me then, her hands clinging onto mine so softly. "That is because I never imagined I would fuck Raven." "You did it?"

“Something is wrong, though, with you. You haven’t even looked at Antonio since that night. Between you and me, I think he killed Rebecca.” Janet’s eyes grew wide, shaking her head. “No way.” She offended. “Antonio wouldn’t have done it like that. He had his reason’s to want her dead, but that doesn’t mean he did it. For all we know, I did it.” Rock burst into laughter. “Child, please. You wouldn’t kill Hitler if he was right in front of you. Just face it, Janet, you not that type of person.” She didn’t respond, holding her hands around the glass. “We never know. At the end of the day, I am still a Sanders,” she replied, softly.