Dragula Lyrics Novels & Stories

Drail’s presence flared stronger, not because he was close but because he was gripping the connection from his side. “You belong to me,” he growled. Raya’s vision went white with rage. “I was never yours.” She pulled harder. The thread cracked. A sharp tearing sensation ripped through her ribs and into her spine. It felt like reopening an old wound, like reliving the moment of rejection but with reversed force. Drail shouted inside her mind, a sound of fury rather than pain. “You cannot erase me.” The crack deepened. For one heartbeat she believed it would snap completely. Then something shifted.

“Look at you creaming all over Daddy’s cock, Maya. Such a greedy little virgin.” Mr. Collins groaned, picking up his speed. His hips slapped against mine harder, driving his cock deeper with every thrust, as the water cascaded over us, making everything slick and messy. Ria dropped to her knees in front of me, with water streaming down her face as she leaned in and licked where we were joined. Her tongue licking my clit and along the base of her father’s cock as he pumped in and out of me. The sensation was overwhelming, and I came earlier than expected. I cried out, my pussy clenching hard around him. “Oh fuck… yes!”

Lisa raised her head, staring at me in confusion. "I thought about what would happen if the drone suddenly lost power and I fell to my death. I wondered if you'd feel any grief, only to realize right after that you wouldn't. I'm sure you'd just think that the toy broke too easily and that you should find a more durable one next time." Lisa turned deathly pale. "That's not true, Dominic. I—"

His hand closed around her ponytail, whipping back so hard her head spun. “No!” she cried as Bill grabbed her shoulders. “Shut up,” he said. “Let me go.” She squirmed under his hands. “Please.” “I said shut up,” he said before slamming her head into the floor. All Kylee got out was a small groan before blackness claimed her. The sun dipped low behind the Virginia trees, casting long shadows over the crumbling steps where Kylee sat. When the sleek black car pulled into the driveway next door, she barely moved—until the moving truck followed behind it, rumbling like thunder through the quiet neighborhood.

Especially after having declined my mother's last check and ignored her call as the idiot I am. Always get the money first. Did you learn nothing? I am ready to leave my workplace, putting my helmet up as I sit on my bike, as a deep voice calls for me. “Oi, boy. What are you doing?” Looking up, I see Dimitrios waving at me, and I groan as he reaches me with fast steps. Why can’t I just die in peace? *** The music thunders through the club, the bass making the floor vibrate, helping my headache to drill a hole into my brain.

Drelia To all the girls who ever feels ugly, there's a way out, love yourself more. These are the words I use as an encouragement and so when Lauren steals my glory and the world cheers her instead of me, I ignore. When father takes my kidney and implants for his girlfriend who ends up running away, I ignore. When injustice and depression shapes me, I accept but now, I'm tired. I just want to die. But before I die tonight, I have one last wish, to see him.

~In a sigh, lots of worries are hiding Stop thinking about it, You already know it all In the middle of the road, in the moment you want to give up Shout out louder So what, what, what~ - (BTS) So What ----------- ----------- ------- "Gahhh!" Draco shrieked for the nth time that day, clutching on to Wraya's scaly back with as much of his strength as he could muster. His blonde hairs flew back wildly, while his whole body seemed to be buried in Wraya's scales. "This is madness! Madness I say!"

The growing wetness pooling on my mound as I grew even more wetter and needier. Draven’s lips barely leaving mine, as his fingers dance around my swollen clit, his fingers swiping and gliding over it as I shudder against him gripping my hands on his shoulders. “Draven….,” I whispered. “Please”I beg and he groans throwing his head back. “If you keep begging and saying my name like that I don’t think I’ll….”He says trailing off as my lips found a spot beside his ear, one that pulls tremors out of him as I brushed my lips against it.

Instead of rushing to comfort him like usual, she said, "Tell us, Everest. What happened?" He raised his tear-streaked face and cried out, "Leo… He sent people after me and wants me dead." "W-What do you mean?" Malinda gasped. "This afternoon, when I went out shopping, two men dragged me into an alley…" Everest began. He was shaking so hard he could barely breathe. "Leo must hate me for taking you all from him, so he told them to slash my face and break my legs… If I hadn't fought my way out and escaped, I might even…"

Nebula, her voice quivering, confessed, "It's reminding me of my family, of days filled with laughter and warmth." Sasha reached out, grasping Nebula's hand. "We're your family now. Hold onto us." Suddenly, from the dense underbrush, a figure emerged. Dressed in tattered rags, with wild hair and eyes that held a mad gleam, she danced to the tune, drawing them in with every step. "Who are you?" demanded Draken, trying to keep his voice steady. She laughed, the sound echoing eerily. "I am Lyria, the keeper of lost memories. The song you hear is the lament of forgotten dreams. Can you withstand its allure?"