Guts X Casca Mga Nobela at Kwento

I had a screaming headache, and the mind link made it worse. There were two bottles of water and an assortment of snacks in the bag. My wallet and phone lay on the seat next to me. I uncapped one of the bottles and withdrew a bag of plain chips. “The food at the castle didn’t agree with me,” I said to no one in particular. “Nor me,” Casper admitted. “I hurled like a pregnant she-wolf last night.” I chuckled at my warrior and slammed the door shut. A minute later, we were back on the road. The crisps and water settled my stomach, but my nerves were still on edge and made my headache worse.

Serena felt dirty, it turned her stomach to think she was almost raped by a drunk man, wanting to tell Alex that she was fine, she found herself the moment she opened her mouth, throwing up every contents in her belly, she felt weak and almost wanted to fall when Alex quickly held her.

Tristan said, voice brimming with excitement. Genevieve frowned slightly. “Your mother? Who are you talking about?” The young woman beside her mirrored the confusion, but Cassie rose, walking toward them with effortless composure. “Hi, I’m Cassie,” she said smoothly, the words rolling off her tongue as if rehearsed countless times. “Frank’s girlfriend, and Tristan’s legal mother.” The introduction hung in the air, precise and deliberate. Tristan’s face lit up with approval. “Grandma, you should know her. She’s amazing.”

I run my hand down my body and rub around my clit. "Is this girl f-cking real," Constantine says, disbelieving. I open my eyes to see Cass is beside Constantine now, both looking down at me. The hunger in their eyes was undeniable. "She's perfect, isn't she?" Cass says, in worship. Their heady looks spur me on and I push my fingers into my opening, pushing my hips up to get better access and give them a better view. They both watch me in complete fascination, while slowly stroking their c-cks. Not enough to get off but enough to feel good.

"Since we understand each other, can we head to the auditorium now?" "After you, grandpa." Caspa stood up, opened and held the door for the oldman. When they stepped into the auditorium, the media reps flung them and every eye focussed on them. Casper's style of all black, not only made him stand out but also emitted a fearful aura around him. In spite of the media meddling in his space, his dark eyes searched for the only person on his mind - Jenna Nova.

She yelled. "She acted entitled now..." I murmured to Sergio and the lawyer started giggling. "Ricky!!!" Cassie got mad that I disregarded her for a few seconds. "Okay! Okay! Just tell Ernesto to get it for you!" Cassie immediately ran back into the mansion and vanished from our sight within seconds. I sighed once again and Sergio slowly rubbed my back gently. "Good luck with the future Mrs Xavier. It's going to hurt your bank account a lot," the lawyer said.

Pops I met Cassie Roberts, the daughter of my previous beta’s son James, when I visited their house four years ago, and I must say she was the moon goddess herself, so angelic, so innocent, and at peace. The memory of that first encounter was vivid in my mind. Cassie had a radiant presence that lit up the room. Her soft, golden hair framed a face that seemed untouched by the world's harshness. Her eyes, clear and bright, held a sense of wonder and kindness that was rare in our brutal world. There was an ethereal quality about her, a serenity that was both captivating and soothing.

I made to the door, and without asking questions, I threw it open and there, right before the door, stood Cassey and Randy. They had come to see me, and they brought a basket of food and fruits. “Cassey.” “Rhett.” She hugged me so dearly, giving me her warmth, but looking at her after we broke the hug, I sensed that she was indeed mourning Gova more than I do. If Cassey is this devoted to mourning Gova, what then would be the fate of Laura, who was her be.

“Yeah. When you left, Dad was there so he couldn't stay long.” “So we still don't know who Gloria is.” A scary psycho that just had to be beautiful that's who. “Unfortunately” I replied instead. “Evans is on his way…” “We aren't leaving” Frankie interrupted. “Stop using your fuck boy to chase us from your house,” Cassie said. “Don't you have things to do?” “You're asking us to choose between life p**n and worthless draining things, the answer is obvious” Cassie replied. “We aren't going to fuck. Especially now that you've confessed how perverted you are.”

Cassandra wanted to kick herself in the head, she didn't understand why her body was behaving this way, but she couldn't resist this pull towards Mitch. Meanwhile, Mitch and Gus were asking themselves why the fuck Jim was hugging their mate. In the three seconds that the hug lasted, Gus ripped open Jim's throat 127 times in his mind. Gus cackled every time the life went out of Jim's eyes. Then Mitch's eyes went black when Cassie's arousal wafted up his nostrils. He could smell her nectar suffocating him from the insides. Jim's body went stiff when he detected Cassie's arousal, too.