Garu X Pucca Novels & Stories

"Names." "We're with the supply side," I said, my voice flat and bored. I channeled my best Jax Carter impression. "Direct contact. Not on the list." The man's eyes moved to Ren, who just stared back with a look of pure, cold hatred. Three seconds later, the bouncer held out his hand. "Phones." I handed mine over without a blink. Ren did the same. The door opened, and we stepped into the belly of the beast. Inside, the music hit my chest like a blow. Red and blue lights cut through a thick cloud of smoke. The air smelled like expensive alcohol and a strong, manufactured chemical scent.

I added as a sly smirk curved my lips. Fifi narrowed her eyes, surveying the couple. Then her gaze shifted to me, and a wide grin spread across her face. “You're not wrong, and you've probably just found out something very important concerning the banquet.” My brows inched up. “And why is that?” Fifi pointed at the woman. “That woman is married, and that poor boy next to her is most likely one of the bodyguards she occasionally fucks.” Her eyes gleamed with pure mischief as she said, “Her name is Carla Pucci.”

It doesn't matter how many years pass. Perpetrators have strong imprints on their victims. And sure enough, my senses don’t lie, Reid Maddox steps out. Paxon Pack royalty, my personal fucking hell. I swear the concrete trembles beneath his feet. My brain fries trying to process what the hell is happening. Why the two Alphas from rival packs, and rival hockey teams are standing right here, together, waiting like this is some kind of casual airport pickup. Royalty. Both of them. Huge, tall, arrogant dicks, too handsome for the eyes.

Does Gar know I had a baby three weeks ago and the pussy he says he smells is a bloody pad? The asshole. There's a glass of soda on the bar one minute and the next it's covering his face and chest. "Bitch," is all he gets out before Rack throws him aside. Rack's expression is deadly and I'm no longer pissed at Gar. I'm petrified for Rack. Gar has at least fifty pounds in weight and six inches in height on him. Gar doesn't carry the defined muscle Rack has but that doesn't mean Rack stands a chance.

Pratibha chachi says teasingly as she really wants to enjoy this. "So you want me push the swing a bit higher? Fine here you go then. Don't start crying if something happens." Gaju chachu says as he pushes the swing with all his might. "Yes, Gaju! Finally. I can feel I will touch the sky soon. I knew I married you for a good reason." Pratibha chachi says as she giggles and I see a small smile on Gaju chachu's lips. But I also see Arjun and Samarth tring to control their laughter.

“Is it Max? Did something happen at home?” “No,” Jess breathed. She shut the door behind her and looked at me with this awful pity face, the one people give you right before they drop the worst news. “No, it’s not Max. It’s the Pack Feed. The Hemisphere broadcast just went live.” A cold little shiver ran straight up my back. “I don’t watch that crap, Jess. You know that. It’s all fake smiles and propaganda.” “You need to see it,” Gina said, pushing past Jess and shoving the phone right in my face. “The gala at the estate. It dropped like five minutes ago.”

I stand and he shakes my hand and I leave. --- I text Vera from the car. *Paulson is thinking. Garrett is a yes. Come to the rink tonight — there's a side entrance on the east end, I'll leave it unlocked. Nine o'clock.* She replies in under a minute. *Why the rink.* *Because it's not the house and we need to talk without cameras.* A pause. *Richard has cameras?* *Front door, back garden, driveway. No interior. But the garden is covered.*

He continue pushing deep with each wave of pleasure. "You'll be a greedy dick and cum for me too" ghostface grit out and I feel my body lit up. His stroke on my dick increase but then the pleasure surmount. Ghostface let go of my dick, stand up, pinch my nipple and start stroking himself to my face "I'll cum on your face and then fuck that ass till it bleeds" YES! I want to scream but it dies down when my stomach tense, body quiver as he pulls my nipple hard and hot fluid pour on my eyes, lips and down my cheeks

Taking in the sight of his goddess, her purple and white hair shimmering in the sunlight. Red eyes unseeing as she worked them both higher. Puca knew that the next orgasm that he could feel tightening up inside of his testicles was going to be the most powerful one yet. He was glad he had the stamina to make it this far with her, to give her the magics that she would need for whatever was coming.

hi Jiji, look what am I eating " " Don't bother me giri, I am not in the mood " " Arey tell me na what's this ?" " Kachori " "Correct and now tell me what is this he showed a bowl of kheer to gauri " " Kheer, ab mera car mat Kha " (now don't eat my brain ) " Hmmm kya Jiji,didnt you get it by watching kachori and kheer " Gauri thought for a minute then a smile appeared on her face with tears in her eyes she said little cluttering " gar..... Garima . "as making kachori and kheer are always garima's speciality