Romans & histoires Giant Futa

"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?

Amal said as she drove into the house compound I gaped at the house was extremely large, it looked like an extended family house. The beautiful water fountain at the entrance of the house is remarkable "Afraah, are you watching what I’m watching?" "Yes, the house is lovely" "Where am I gonna park" She muttered a bit audible "You can park over there" I pointed at their parking spot "Are you kidding me, I can’t park this car there" "Why?" I instantly asked "Wait a minute, is that Ferrari?"

He will live the way he wants". This time Mile spoke. He had enough of the woman. "Who... Ohhhh look. The mouse is back". Bella laughed mockingly. "Yes, the mouse is back. But don’t forget this mouse can kill a lion. I was a weak person back then. No money, no status to fight for my son. But now, don’t you dare put a finger on him because now you have to face me. Mile Lawson the owner of the biggest fruit and vegetables chain in the country. I am no more the Mile who would dance to your chords.

Linds Pov The most annoying thing in the world has to be waiting. I was standing in the grand foyer of our castle in Brazil, attending the ridiculously lavish wedding of Dave and Rose, and yes, they were finally getting married after everyone discovered that Rose was pregnant with Dave’s child, probably around eight weeks along by now. This was supposed to be my wedding ceremony, but everything had eventually been postponed because Dave apparently had the more urgent reason, while Lucas and I were still separated by thousands of miles because he was stuck in Guatemala.

The deafening silence seemed like it lasted for hours. "Was the food delicious?" she asked out of the blue. He lifted his gaze at her in shock. "Mh?." "I mean dinner, was it nice?." "Oh, sure it was." "Sabina is a very good cook, unlike Zara." "Sorry, which are Sabina and Zara?" Jason asked confused. Sophia smiled knowing he was always never down to earth. "Sabina is the short one, then Zara tall and lanky." "Just like you" he added jokingly.

You know those guys in your school? Not the normal ones, but the fuckboys? Yeah, those ones. If you don't know those guys, then you may just not know the meaning of the term fuckboy . Generally, a fuckboy is actually an attractive, funny guy. Usually you wouldn't want to admit it, but everyone knows it, even himself. A fuckboy has an unhealthy amount of confidence in himself which helps him to lead girls on just for hookups. He'll say that he's really into you but doesn't want to deal with an actual relationship. He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people.

"I'm tired of going up just to bring you down again," Jake said sadly, "You okay?" Zach asked worriedly, I just looked at him before attacking the giant again. If a normal person might have broken his hand or get a deep wound when cut by this fan, but for this giant, it was just a scratch. Fucking freaking scratch. It is also human unlike Vroganta, the only difference is that they are bigger and their skins are thicker. Each one of us has a Giant in front of us, they are the guards of the mansion, we were about to pass it but the wall is blocking everything that can be passed. It just means that the next part of it is on the other side.

×Jamie× "Don't step on that!" Higan yelled and hit his fist on the arm of the chair in frustration after my character stepped on a landmine and exploded into pieces. "I tried my best," I said, looking down at him from the couch. "Yeah, you did." He reached out and stroked my hair before standing up from the carpet. "Are you having fun?" "Yeah, but it would be even better if I was actually winning." "Well, you won the racing game that we were playing earlier."

I mutter instantly. Koda snarls. “Oh fuck no.” A massive man walks out onto the opposite side of the mat. And when I say massive? I mean the bastard looked like somebody shoved steroids into a damn mountain. Seven feet tall easy. Solid muscle from head to toe. Probably over three hundred pounds. His arms alone looked thicker than Traci’s waist. The giant smirks the second he sees her. “Little mouse,” he taunts loudly. “Why don’t you run away before you get hurt” Then the bastard spits right at her feet.

“Can that happen?” With a grin, Halona nods. “Yep. That's why you got to eat your fruits and veggies.” Baylor guffaws, before he finishes introducing the other four giants. A young, skinny guy whose arms look like broom handles they are so thin. “Billyam.” An older version of the skinny giant, but with more meat on his bones. “His brother, Gullivan.” He points to a woman, with short hair and a masculine face. “Janse.” The lady giant smiles and waves, making Waverly smile. Lastly, he points to the shortest of the group, a chubby guy that stands about nine or so feet tall. “At last but not least, my little brother, Hymere.”