Gnarpy X Spud Novels & Stories

SLYVARA POV Morrin laughed, a low, cold sound that made my stomach twist. His eyes snapped to mine, dark and sharp. Then he started chanting. Strange words, twisting in the air like smoke. My chest tightened. My vision blurred. A searing pain tore through me. My bones screamed. I fell to my knees, hands clutching at my arms as something inside me snapped. My eyes burned red. My fangs bit down on my lip to keep from screaming, but I couldn’t hold it. My body shook violently as I tried to control it.

“Thanks. So what do we have here?” Bryan asked his partner, who pointed at one of the eight frames on the laptop screen, which was relaying the live feeds of hidden cameras that were set up in strategic places around the harbor. Looking at the screen, he saw three Latinos unloading some crates from a speed boat at the pier. From where the boat was, there was an open space about half the size of a football field, which was surrounded by shipping containers that were stacked on one another. Looking closer, he saw that each of the men had viper tattoos on different parts of their body.

On how many women he had used it on. Freaking hell, if I wasn't getting Christian Gray, sadist vibes. "They're called imprint spanking paddles," a raspy voice said. I jumped back from the draw, whipping around and hiding the said object behind my back. My heart couldn't take any more of this startling business, "Huh?" I feigned ignorance. "The thing behind your back," Gunnar yawned, stretching his muscular arm above his head. His droopy eyes landed on me, "I'm pretty sure there are leather cuffs there, too."

2X bundles of rope 2X Finn Lennon 2X heavy blankets 2X pillow 1X bed sheet and pillowcase 1X sled 1X metal flare gun 4X flair ammunition 24X can food 8X beef jerky 12X granola bar 14X can drink 8X bottle water 4X empty bottles 2X spoon 1X can opener run 3X book bags 3X flashlights 2X lighters 1X large solar-powered battery 2X small solar power battery 7X pen slash pencil I stopped making the list to see if I was missing anything I wasn't, but just to make light of our situation… I wrote the names of our survival duo. Maybe if someone finds this notebook after us… they’ll find it cute… or sad.

“How do you know all of this.” I turned back to him with the USB hiding behind my back. “I know a thing or two. But let’s get one thing straight.” My hand met his throat and made him look at me. “You have me here looking stupid. You think I don’t know you were with that bitch last night?” His eyes stayed glued to mind. “I am the best and worst thing that’ll ever cross your path. Next time, I won’t be so nice.” He caught my wrist. “I don’t do girlfriends, so what I do when you’re not here is none of your business. You’re coming off psychotic right now.” Something snapped in me at this moment. I used my heel to push him towards the wall while still sitting on the desk. “Damn right I am. You wa

Even spiders stopped spinning their webs and crawled to the tree trunks, camouflaging themselves. "Talk to me, you massive oversized puppy!" I spoke to him in my thoughts, and I had a notion that he could hear and understand me. He suddenly launched at me, pinning me to the ground. I snarled at him, and he snarled back. His eyes, which were sapphire, were now bloodshot red. I was supposed to get scared, but I purred instead, enjoying my position being pinned to the soil and him on top of me.

I took the laptop up to my room and closed the door behind me. I accessed my email and opened the John Gold file again. He was five foot ten inches, with light brown hair. He was short for a man and his personality showed his affliction. He had short man syndrome. He wasn’t in terrible shape but he could be in better shape. He was filthy rich, exclamation on the filthy part and the surprising factor, I was friends with his son, Robert Gold.

He laughed hysterically as he found relief that he didn't need to think that much about it now. Luna was gawking at the creature who let loose of a loud guffaw in front of her. It sounded so terrifying. Even with the chilly air and raindrops touching her skin, beads of sweat still managed to form on her arms as panic started to rise in her chest again. "Stand up now Luna." ❇❇❇ Schnek was approaching the laughing Fragado while carrying his capsule. He saw a being on the ground. "A normal?"

But the pup's features, which bore an undeniable resemblance to him, shattered that last, fragile hope. "Daddy, it hurts…" the pup cried, his voice trembling with pain as he held up his scraped hands for Cassian to see. Cassian immediately crouched down, his face a mask of heartache and concern. But when he turned his gaze to Elara, it was cold and sharp. "What happened?"