Generator Rex Fanfic Novels & Stories

"I know you don't like me, Sam, but we're in a life-or-death situation now. Please stop trying to stop me from donating blood to Cherry, okay?" Neil Sawyer said. The moment I heard Neil's words, I realized that I had been reborn. When I looked up, I was met with my girlfriend, Cherry Jameson's displeased gaze. Her face was deathly pale due to anemia. She said, "It's one thing if you refuse to donate blood out of your own selfishness, Samuel Newberry. But now you're even trying to stop Neil from saving me? How could I have been blind enough to fall for a scumbag like you?"

I could feel her frustration, but I held her back, barely. “And what if you fall in love with me?” I taunted, eyes narrowing. “Because you already sound like you might.” His face changed instantly, eyes hardening into ice. Regret stabbed me in the chest. Ava snapped at me inside my mind, scolding me for pushing too far. “You forget something, Alera Martinez,” Rex said darkly. “I bought you. I own you.” He stepped forward, leaning down until his breath brushed my ear. “Don’t worry. I have no intention of falling for you,” he whispered. “And that’s a promise. Unless you fall first.”

A look that screamed I’m bored, someone rescue me. I grinned. No way. “Vesper?” I tapped her arm. She turned—and her whole face lit up. “Tyler Reyes, you traitor!” I blinked. “Traitor?” “You never called me!” She smacked my chest with her clutch. “We had plans, remember?” I scoffed. “Excuse me? You never called me either. Don’t dump this on me.” “Please. I’m the girl. You’re supposed to do the chasing.” She rolled her eyes dramatically, then hooked her arm through mine. “But fine. I forgive you. Only because I’m dying of boredom and you look halfway entertaining.”

Clarissa asked pleadingly. “Grandma, I tried. I tried coping with her but I still can’t do it. Diane isn’t just not my type of woman and she will never be.” Rex declared. “How do you know?” Clarissa asked calmly, noticing her grandson’s expressions. “Because I know grandma. I love someone else so please, enough with Diane, we’re not working out; we would never work out.” Rex informed before storming out of the mansion again. No one was giving him peace. Not Audrey, not Diane nor his grandmother even and to clear his head, Rex decided to drive.

Rex said with so much hatred laced in his tone and suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my chest that left me as soon as it came. “I will be back for both of you and you Elosie will regret this day that you rejected me and Alex we will finish what our ancestors started,” Rex said and he looked different, I didn’t know this person.

Her voice lilts, prodding farther. Rex eyes the keychain with an unreadable look in his eyes before he responds, “Wow, if my parents were alive, I would have asked if there's two of us. I thought you were crazy before, but it seems like this Draco guy really is my lookalike.” Raven stares back at him at a loss for words. Lookalike? “I'm done here. You can go,” Rex announces before she can say anything and walks past her, already moving to search the next person.

I still didn't spare him a glance, I let him talk to himself. “Jaylen asked me to look into you and I found some pretty interesting things about you,” I snapped my head toward him and he smiled slyly, “Like you? You look so innocent.” “What…. Are …..you…. talking…about?” I licked my lips waiting for an answer, What was this bastard about? “If I were you I wouldn't be praying for Jaylen's recovery, I would be praying for his death,” Rex laughed like a maniac while I stared at him with horror. What did he find out?

Giza replied and nodded. "Then what are you waiting for? Go on suck my dick." Rex said impatiently, he grabbed Giza's hair and rubbed it on his penis. Giza could do nothing but open his mouth and accept Rex's gigantic penis. "Gwarkk." Giza moaned when he almost choked on sucking my cousin's dick even though he was still half of Rex's penis.

I added with a slight chuckle as I watched Damon and Rex get into position. “Lucian,” Rex called softly, “please do us the favor of being the coordinator.” He got up immediately. “Gladly,” he said, stepping into the middle of the field. “Okay,” he started, voice firm, “it’s just a clean spar—no damaging blows—” “I’m fine with damaging blows,” Rex cut in with a smile. “I can heal myself.” Damon chuckled. “I’m okay with it as well. My healing isn’t that bad either.”

"Rex, please! Let me finish! Please, just let me cum!" "No," Rex whispered brutally, his fingers adjusting the remote control, turning the vibration up to its highest, most punishing level. "You don't get to finish until I say so. You interrupted my meeting just because you wanted to be punished, remember? Now you are going to stay right on the edge and receive it."