Eratica Novels & Stories

“Well?” “Well, what?” “Do you think we should give her a chance?” Sed asked. Apparently, Eric had missed something while he’d been gaping, stumbling, asphyxiating, gaping some more, and not blinking—in that order. Jace pounded Eric on the back. “You okay in there, Sticks?” he asked. “Did you have some bad cheese?” Cheese? What the f**k is cheese? Eric’s brain usually worked pretty well, but apparently not with that sexalicious creature in the room.

“Push another finger in. Good. Now rub your clit while you fuck yourself on them. Faster. I want to hear how wet you are.” I obeyed every order, filming more videos and sending to him… By the end I was shaking like a leaf from all the pleasures, my sheets were soaked under me, a video of his thick cock still open on my screen as I came a second time with his voice ringing in my ears. Next day: I walked into the kitchen the following afternoon for water and stopped dead in my track. Ethan’s phone sat unlocked on the counter.. SecretHeat was open. The username at the top of the active chat was unmistakable.

I refused to give her the satisfaction. "Don't touch my things," Erica hissed. She ground her foot down harder, and I felt something in my hand pop. My wolf howled with pain and anger "You're disgusting. You contaminate everything you touch." "Erica, you're hurting-" I gritted out. "I don't care." She lifted her foot finally, and I pulled my throbbing hand back against my chest. "You know what you are, rogue? You're nothing. Less than nothing. You're a stain on this academy that no amount of the princes' attention can wash clean."

He paused, his jaw tensing. Marcus’s lips tilted up in a wry smile. “I bet that’s my cousin on the phone.” Jeremy rolled his eyes. “I see you know her so well. She’s always breathing down my neck so hard.” He lifted a finger as he took the call, leaning back against the wall. But Marcus followed him. “Ms. Tallavera,” Jeremy said into the phone, his breath hitching as Marcus rubbed the heel of his palm against his throbbing erection, grazing his tip.

“Don't look him in the eye, if you do, you're willingly signing a death sentence” I could hear the whispers of persons around. Gina and I were next in line to be checked through the list. Like I said, Club Erebus, due to the shady business that went on within it's walls, they made sure to properly scrutinize and check for moles who'd guise at times to be Made men of families. “Your reputation precedes you Fabri” Gina muttered beneath her breath, but loud enough to my hearing. “Oh please, it old news” I chuckled.

Eros Draeger My name is Eros, Eros Chaz Draeger, and I am an incubus. I take the life force from humans during the act of sex, and my master, the devil, takes a portion of it from me during sleep from the rune tattoo I have on my back. It can take the complete life force from any mortal who lays eyes upon it so I have to be cautious or leave a string of dead humans in my wake.

"I guess you’d have to ask Erica. As he said, he should have married Rita " "Rita." He repeated her name as if tasting it for the first time. "I don’t know her well. Seems quiet. Demure." He paused. "I bet she licks Eric’s ass." "Oh my God!" My hand flew to my forehead. "What is wrong with you?" "Hey, I’m just saying—" "Stop! That’s disgusting!" I waved my hands frantically. "Now I can’t get that image out of my head. Delete it. Delete it right now!"

He asks again. “You can't believe what Raphael did to me today. He embarrassed me In front of his colleges calling me filthy. He said I disgust him and that he wants nothing to do with me. It was such an embarrassing moment for me and I just want to forget all about it.” I say as I hug him.

Erica sauntered in, her eyes gleaming with malice, her movements filled with a predatory grace that made my skin crawl. "You know guys don't like disfigured and ugly girls, right?" Erica spat, her words laced with venom as she advanced towards me. "Tonight, you'll become the ugly duckling." At that point, I was utterly perplexed and wondered what she was up to. I watched as she rummaged through her bag, her eyes never leaving mine, her movements deliberate and calculated. She produced a bottle, holding it up for me to see. "This is acid," she hissed, her voice low and dangerous as she unscrewed the cap, her intentions all too clear.

My dirty words made her eyes glimmer, she wasn't even shocked, Eriantha was venereal and I loved it. "So shall we start baby?"