Datura Stories Novels & Stories

And Dante… Dante was their sharpest weapon. Rumor had it Dante once had a rival tortured for three days in a Croatian warehouse and walked out without a drop of blood on his clothes. Another story claimed a judge who tried to stand in his way ended up bankrupt and hiding out in some forgotten village. Whether it was truth or myth didn’t matter. People feared him. He used that fear like a crown.

Counselors told ghost stories with dramatic voices, making the younger kids squeal and cling to each other. I sat cross-legged on the ground, Daniel right beside me. His knee brushed mine every time he shifted, and though I told myself it was nothing, I couldn’t stop noticing it. I tried to keep my eyes on the fire, but my gaze kept slipping sideways. The glow of the flames painted his face in sharp lines his jaw, the curve of his nose, the easy way his lips curved into a smile when he laughed at a silly story. My heart did that flip again, stronger this time. I swallowed hard, staring at the fire as if it could distract me.

I'm very grateful to her, but after years of closing myself off from everyone, it's not easy to open up again. I finished getting ready for school, so I went down to have breakfast. As usual, Aunt Autumn made one of her odd flavoured pancakes. It was purple this time, which was a lot better than the green pancakes she made last time. It tasted like ube, which is a purple yam that we got from my grandmother yesterday. To be honest, despite receiving so much stuff from her, I've actually never met my grandmother. Ever since that accident, the thought of passing by the same place where my mother died... It just leaves a bad taste in my mouth.

The maidservants thought to join the occasion to pay Darina their appreciation and gratitude after their duties. The report of quotas took almost a day. The only chance that Darina can appeal to the chief of the Amyrgia is the next day. The black night slowly blankets the Sahamero sky. The beauty of the cosmos prevails, and under it are bonfires and sung Amyrgian tales. The soldiers who gather around are amused at the epical story of General Daylam. But Ozroes was not since he already knows each word of the telltale. On the other hand, Darina is appalled again due to the story.

"Untie me. Untie me!" Diana, unrepenting, had bad news for him. "Not yet, dear Ryder, You lucky, lucky man. Two beautiful nude women crawling all over your naked body, and you can't lay even a finger on us. How disappointing! "Oh, Ryder, we are not finished with you yet. More surprises in store. We are really going to put your testicles to the test tonight, you have a wonderfully big cock and now we both know how it can shoot cum all over you when you pull yourself off. Ryder, you do jerk off, don't you; I mean how many times at work have you perved on little June's tight butt, her long shapely legs, her tiny skirt, her hot pussy? How many times have you gone home at night and got your cock

Ethan slammed into her cunt in one savage thrust, bottoming out so hard her arms gave out. “Fuuuuck, this cunt is still so tight.” Jax knelt in front, forcing his cock back down her throat. Ethan spat on her asshole and shoved two fingers inside while he destroyed her pussy. “You’re taking it in the ass tonight too, slut.” He pulled out of her dripping cunt and pressed his fat cockhead against her virgin asshole. Lia screamed around Jax’s dick as Ethan forced his way in, stretching her raw. The burn was intense, but the pain melted into filthy pleasure as he buried every inch.

From the start, Alice thought it was only Abby’s fascination with him; imagining that Dante was her first; he wasn’t, yet he had been her greatest. Dante had arrived at places that the other young men could merely fantasize about; they had taken her to statures of joy she had never experienced. Abby, having seen the blueprint of Dante’s penis through his shorts as it hung down his leg, could just envision what it resembled in the tissue. Dante’s dad should be truly blessed himself,” she thought, “Individuals of color typically are” Saturday came; Dante’s dad thumped on the entryway, and Alice replied.“Goodbye,” he said, holding out his hand, “We’re Dante’s folks.” Alice took the hand, stunne

Ethan Ford’s dare was: [Choose any girl here and kiss her for three minutes. Make sure it’s a French kiss!] The next second, Ethan’s eyes fixed on my girlfriend, Clara Sutton, who was sitting beside me. Everyone followed his gaze. Among them were glances eager for entertainment. Reason told me Clara would never agree. She was always so fastidious. But my emotions tightened like a coil, my right hand clenched into a fist. Ethan strode straight toward me.

Jai asked. Darrion narrowed his eyes at Jai and smirked. “Oooh~ That will be a good bedtime story, Jai. You’ll have to wait till tonight.” “Can’t you tell me while we wait? I bet it would take some time before dinner is served,” Jai suggested. He knew because the Mint wa still unavailable. “Hmm... Not that... But I know a good tale you might like! Let’s see... How about the tale of the water fairy that fell in love with a lonely human male who’s out of love?”

Celina met these fake parents a few times, but she had nothing in common with them, so they eventually stopped staying in touch. I threw myself into building our life together, only occasionally keeping in contact with my parents. Celina had once told me that the person she admired most was the great pianist Stella Turner. At that time, I actually considered telling her the truth. But then, when my parents called me, urging me to return home for an arranged marriage, I lost the desire to bring Celina home. Now that Celina had found herself a better option, it was time for me to go back too.