Fuu Mugen Novels & Stories

I’m sitting on the lap of a ruthless mafia boss. If I throw up on him, he may actually kill me. I can feel the burning, acidic bile rising rapidly in my throat. Frantic, I slap a hand over my mouth and wildly scan the table. I reach blindly across the table, my fingers wrapping around the handle of the nearest vessel large enough to contain the disaster, a heavy, crystal pitcher filled with fresh orange juice. I yank it toward my chest, bury my face into the rim, and immediately fill the crystal pitcher with burning, hot vomit.

Ellie had to lock her jaw and lower her gaze not to show him how disgusted, horrified, and enraged his cold assessment of living, breathing people made her. “Now we’re making a bundle off them testing drugs we’ve cooked up to enhance the military and fitness freaks.” He turned away to tear off his gloves. “Have you seen how damn big we’ve made them? How strong? We trained them to fight just to show what is possible to do to humans and how much damage they can take with the new batch of rapid-healing medicines. Do you know how many billions of dollars in contracts we’re looking at? How much money we’ve already made so far? They are our prototypes. Showing what we can make them do, how fast, s

"Let's just say I've made my share of enemies over the years. But I'm not afraid of them. I'll do whatever it takes to protect myself and my business." As they spoke, Miriam couldn't help but notice the prince's confidence. He seemed almost...smug. Like he knew something they didn't. "Prince Salim, can I ask you something?" Miriam said, her tone probing. "Of course," the prince replied. "Do you know anything about the graffiti left at the crime scenes?" Miriam asked. "The one that says 'I AM FURY'?" The prince's expression didn't change, but Miriam detected a flicker of something in his eyes. Interest? Recognition?

This was my daily routine until I met him, the rouge Alpha and a fucking mate bond snapped into place. That’s right the Moon Goddess decided to give me a second chance mate and a fucking rogue. Don’t get me wrong he was hot, possibly the sexist man I had ever seen, extremely tall with black curly hair that hung around his face but it was his eye’s that stood out. They were gold and I mean golden. His left one had a nasty scar running from just above his eyebrow all the way to his jaw, but that never once took away from how fucking god like he was.

Xiao Ling looked at Fang Bai with a furious expression after the man threw his son away from the battlefield. "Ha ha ha! You think your Zunshou Moya can react to me right now? Pathetic!" Zhou Fu had just emerged from within the fissure of the ground containing magma. The thickening fog made his vision a little disturbed, however, he was sure his eyes caught the thing that made him want to scream in anger.

Saelari was surfacing again. Overhead, Tegan darted through a blast of shadow energy, narrowly avoiding a spike of corrupted essence. “Mags! Left flank!” “I see it!” Maggie roared, slamming into the side of Umbraeth’s monstrous body, sending a spray of dark matter across the cavern floor.

“Nice to see you too. What do you have for us?” “Well, the paper itself is standard, nothing traceable. The glue used to attach the magazine cutouts was store-bought. I ran it through chemical analysis just in case, but it's generic enough to have come from anywhere.” Scott explained. ‘And the magazine cutouts themselves come from a variety of magazines ranging from fashion magazines to home decor magazines.” Brayden frowned. “That’s not very helpful.” “I wasn’t finished.” Scott said. “I was also able to pull up multiple fingerprints from the note. Obviously, some of them were Brayden's from when he handled the note but the other set might be your sister's.”

Steel-Fist Predator said calmly but mocked him internally “Steel-fist while what you say makes sense I think Sword-saint still has a point, killing a child just because of such trivialities seems utterly absurd.” Flame-heart predator replied Steel-fist predator with a sneer “It seems Flame-heart has forgotten the history lessons we got when we were still basic Hunters, the only times glass-eyed Hunters appeared, they almost destroyed the entire race single handedly, unless you want a replay of the Great Massacre I’d advise we end the kid to avoid future troubles.” White-haired predator said grimly

Sorin said as his lips threatened to break open into another grin. "Sheesh you don't even know how useful this weapon you uncultured swine.! Just ask Eugene he will tell you just how useful this weapon is!" Eira huffs out defiantly. "Who?? Who is this E-Eugen??" Sorin asks confused. "Not Eugen it's Eugene, you know the dashing bandit who's nose always ends up getting skewered on the wanted posters?" Eira says as she looked at him if he understood. Sorin still looked confused.

I ran my hands through his hair screaming his name. "Yes.. yes.." I groaned as he grabbed my ass. He turned my body around and started to thrust my body from the back. He squeezed both of my breast hard and he released himself inside of me. He turned my body around and kissed my lips hard. "M.I.N.E" He smirked.