Dap Rumble Novels & Stories

He could hear Andis's steps as she raced to catch up with him, but she was no match for his running agility. Upon entering the building, one at a time, Rademos first before Andis, they stared and gasped! The gory sight before them caused Andis to turn around and puke into the nearest flower vase she had seen. She couldn't bring herself back to the scene, and she stared some more into the flower vase she had just puked in. Rademos felt cold shivers running down his spine. He wondered about the sort of pain, emotional damage, or physical abuse that could make one contemplate trying out the act before him.

Linda grinned widely "And by crush, you don't mean that ugly boy Golden". Linda immediately punched Adiguin on his shoulder and he frowned but not without crying out due to the pains the punch gave to him. At the other hand James and Serena stood there watching them without talking to each other. "Hi" Serena mumbled but the rest heard it and noticing that Serena wanted to get James to talk Linda nudged Adiguin to keep quiet. "How's your day going?" It felt really awkward starting a conversation with someone like that especially the one person who just seem to know what you want to say even before you say it.

Davis struggles to get back into the character of happy, easygoing owner of Quality Advertising. “If you can excuse us son, this is a matter between Ms. McClaren and I.” “No,” Kale speaks up. “No matter what rule Raine may have broken, she should not be on her knees in front of you…” “You don’t understand—.” “I understand that you think you have some sort of power over her—.” “Kale stop!” I yell, pulling myself away from him. I use my hands to try and clean up my face.

A wave of desire surged straight to my brain, and a fierce heat built low in my belly. His hands kept rubbing my soft spot. The other men behind him lost patience. "Come on, Steve, just tear 'em."

Calls and messages from partners, investors, and the media kept coming nonstop. A flood of hateful DMs hit all my social accounts. "You disgusting capitalist. I hope your company goes under tomorrow." "I thought you were some kind of feminist role model. Turns out you just use other women as stepping stones." "People like you don't even deserve to be mothers."

I gasped from the rough sensation. Panty Ripper! I was just about protest when he put his shaft inside my core and started moving himself. “Ah!” I shouted, my head fell back on the sofa. I felt his grip tighten on my way as he continued to thrust in and out. I can feel him punishing me from each movement he does. “Ah, fuck! Slow down, Daevon!” I said mixed in pain and pleasure. “It’s not going to happen,” he uttered before doing it a lot rougher.

"Sister, you better not move. If you do, and my hand shakes, what do you think will happen?" When the cold pin touched her face, Audrey became frightened. This Carra had become a lunatic all of a sudden. Out of breath, she said in a panicked tone. "You...don't you dare. You better let me go!" Carra raised her eyebrows and smiled, but she didn't move her hand at all. She was savoring this unusual moment. She had learned grappling in her previous life, and her hand combat effectiveness was pretty good in situations like this one.

RILEY I flagged down a cab, no the cab was there as if it just dropped someone off. I just got in. But before I could shut the door Nathan rushed right in, dragging me out of the car and slamming the door shut. “What the fuck are you doing!” I growled at him. My eyes instantly went to the driver to apologize, Nathan had slammed the car door really hard and no driver would let that off.

And with that warning in place, I raised the club above my head and sending it crashing into the windscreen, making it a spiderwebbed mess. I didn’t stop hitting until it was shattered, until it a shatter of pieces of glass over the seats and over the hood of the car. I exhaled deeply, feeling much more better, more calmer, although I would feel better with bourbon in my system. Tossing away the bent club, I jumped down the hood, brushing glass from my clothes. Seemed like Seth found his voice sometime during my rampage because his yell reached my ears as I turned in the direction of the elevator, eager to get to my apartment and get trashed off some bourbon

“FUCK!” My angry yell, which was accompanied by a blast of my aura, caused everything to fall silent in the bar. Storm growled at the people in the bar, and they instantly went back to what they were doing, while glancing warily at us every few minutes. Storm nodded as she reached across the table to pick up the glass that had been set in front of me. “Yep! I told you it got worse.” “Does she know that he’s the enemy?” I hissed.