Gloryhole Novels & Stories

If Ezekiel was right, then she wasn’t just Riley Carter. She was something else. Something dangerous. --- Meanwhile… Across the city, in a penthouse where sunlight dared not linger, Lorne Vale stood before a mirror rimmed with silver thorns. He pressed his palm to the surface and whispered in an ancient tongue. The glass rippled. A second hand pressed against his from the other side—larger, clawed, with blood-black veins crawling up the wrist. “I have found her,” Lorne said. “The Breach.” A growl echoed from within the glass. “She is not ready.”

Characters: FL: Honeybell Sant: A half-wolf healer with a defiant heart and no pack. Curvy, warm-toned skin, thick amber curls, and honey-gold eyes. She works at the edge of the highland territories where the feral roam. ML: Veneer Stone: The dark, rogue Alpha of the Northern Tundra. Unhinged, brutal, with a silent, brooding presence. Stark grey eyes, scarred jawline, and a body like chiseled marble. Never touches unless he’s ready to destroy.

Why does he find himself always returning to it, a hill lying on the edge of the afflicted spot? Kyle put it behind him. "What's up? I've been here more than four times. Can you sense her presence here???" Without any comment, he found himself glowing, pushing a fireball towards the ground, making a wide hole, hitting it with one another and another until he found himself facing a flat, smooth rock. her shrine.

Even the bug fixes matched mine. Something was seriously wrong. That was when a voice, low and sharp, cut right into my ear. "Kelsey, are you snooping through my code?"

My mother-in-law threatened to teach me a lesson about wasting money. While I was visiting my parents, she planned to team up with my sister-in-law and livestream themselves dumping my expensive skincare serum, worth thousands of dollars, down the toilet. "Once a woman gets married, she should learn to be frugal and take care of her household! This stuff is ridiculously expensive. Today, I'm dumping every last drop just to hear it splash!" "My sister-in-law is so vain! Mom is teaching her how to be a good wife!" "Going live at 2 pm sharp! We are cleaning out that wasteful woman's vanity!" The moment I saw the announcement in the family group chat, I started panicking. I immediately calle

There was no deafening explosion, only the eerie silence of matter disintegrating. In the white light, Naomi's body and the tower turned to dust. [Time remaining: Three minutes.] "Clifford, are you ready to return?" the system asked. I watched the three people who had once been the closest to me meet the most horrific ends imaginable. "Let's go," I said quietly to the system. I took one last look at my headstone and whispered, "Goodbye, Dad, Mom, and Naomi. So long, Clifford Sullivan." I'd never forgive them, and we'd never meet again.

nothing. “What the hell?” I whispered. How did I get here? I looked next to me and saw a shovel in one hand and a knife in the other. I tossed the knife away from me in revulsion. My hands were bloody and I trembled in horror. Then, I realized there was a hole near me. Not ready for what I was about to behold, I peeked into the hole and screamed. In the dugout pit. . . was Hailee. . .dead

Kayla swallowed painfully at the tone he used to talk to her and the murderous look he gave her. "You're talking as if you are a better individual when you're nothing but a goal digger. There's more to life than trying to associate yourself with someone like me. There's more to life than fake ass, fake boobs, ridiculous makeup and kinky sex. I honestly don't know what I saw in you but I'm glad I was sensible enough to let you go."

It wasn't his cologne, those bottles were all lined up in the bathroom. She picked a small box and at one short end was the white label containing the bar code and the description. Millie gasped and dropped the box. She picked it up quickly and looked again at the description. 'Clitoral Pebble Vibrator. Silver.' Millie put the box back in place, she was suddenly feeling intensely hot, and her breathing was very uneven. She picked another box, a bigger one this time. 'Rubber Ball Gag.' She pulled another one, 'Handmade Glass Butt Plug. Sm.' Millie gulped and hastily stuffed the boxes back in the drawer.

I tried to link Jordie but I couldn't get it through. I was alone. I had to figure something out before he had them kill me. While I could barely see and breathe, I heard his laughter echoing over the tunnels. Through my blurred vision, I see Gunthers foot on Amy's throat. Her whimpers starting to dim. Then a crunching of bones. I watch as the light flows out of her eyes. He killed her.