Gabe Unspeakable Novels & Stories

he lets her go and went out of the mansion, guilty of what he did. Getting out of her house is like being freed from a dark hole that he entered without anyone forcing him. His conscience is killing him, he knows that he cheated on the mother of his three children. "I did everything to resist her, but I'm only human and I'm powerless! What will I do now? I know she will tell Cassandra about what happened and that may be the last nail on the coffin...she will hate me...and that is the death of me!" Those were the thoughts that are on Imman's mind while he drives into Agustin's residence.

he demanded, his tone condescending, as if she were a naive teenager who didn't understand the basics of contraception. Marianne's mind raced, her thoughts jumbled in confusion. What did he expect from unprotected sex? A miracle? A dog in a gift box? She opened her mouth to respond, but the words caught in her throat. Greg's anger was suffocating, his face red with rage, his eyes blazing with a fury that made her fear for her safety and that of her daughter and unborn child.

"Why are you accusing me ....?I don't understand what you are talking about!" "You are a S.L.U.T!"He spelt out making chills run down my spine."a cheap slut whose mother can't even control for she is the worst..." "Just stop it now,"I said, pointing at him In rage."Don't bring my mother into my personal life..don't insult my mother.."

Vance reached around and rubbed her clit brutally while railing her from behind. “Such a disgusting, cum-hungry slut,” he growled. “Your parents would disown you if they knew their precious daughter got hired by letting her boss turn her into a walking sperm bank. Imagine explaining to them that you got the job by spreading your legs and begging to be bred on the conference table.” The humiliating words sent Sara over the edge again. Her pussy clenched violently around his thick cock. “I’m coming!” she screamed. “Breed me while I come!”

“George! You animal!” Aunt Helena, Helena Throbb, was breathing hard, her finger stabbing toward his face as she cursed him without the slightest fear of his status. “Bella loved you so much. My brother treated you like his own son. And this is how you repay them? My brother was angered to death because of you! Bella nearly lost her life while pregnant, and that unborn child is gone… All of it is because of you! How could you call yourself a Don? You’re no human at all! Get out! Don’t you dare appear in front of Bella again!”

The spike shrieked—no sound, exactly, but the pipes vibrated with a pitch that made everyone’s molars ache. Then it withdrew, fast as a whip, vanishing into the throat of the sink. The apartment’s silence crashed back in. Nobody moved. Gabe’s hand trembled on the mixer. He peeled it off slowly. His palm was reddened where the metal had leached his heat; the brass under his shirt throbbed against his sternum like a second heart. Rachel found her voice first. “What the hell was that?” Susan exhaled. “Proof.” Nick’s chest was heaving. He looked at his father like he’d never seen him before—not the drunk, not the ghost, but a man standing in front of a thing and telling it no.

I whisper, looking straight down at my lap. How can my tongue ever tell his noble ears about this dirty shame? How can my voice confess to the highest alpha in the territory that my young body sold its virgin heat for gold resources? I don't know how many secret surveillance photos this blackmailer holds in their claws. My soul is so scared that my dirty history from the Duskwild Expanse will get leaked to the entire pack. Especially if his eyes find out...

Only the motion of lips a silent phrase. Kaima’s expression darkened. “It’s a remnant of her last thought. She wanted to say something before she vanished… something Iluren caught, but never finished.” Ari’s heart quickened. “Can we read it?” Kaima shook her head. “Not yet. The Unspoken only reveal themselves when the world needs to remember.” Siran sighed. “Then I hope the world’s ready soon.”

Gasps erupted in unison. A face disfigured beyond recognition by fire was exposed under the cameras' relentless scrutiny. "Oh my God, that’s disgusting. Is that even human?" "I’m gonna puke. Damn, that’s hideous—a hell devil come to life in broad daylight." Their words sliced through me like silver blades. My heart pounded, the sound deafening in my ears. I couldn’t even process the shame fast enough before another voice, gleeful and dripping with malice, rang out:

Uncontrolled. “HAAAAAA— And then—everything goes dark