Haunting Their Asses 소설 & 이야기

I said coldly, "Adam, that day, the landlady came to collect rent because you arranged it. You wanted to force me to keep working. I have to admit that was quite a move. "Too bad your plan failed. Now, the only place waiting for you is a jail cell." As the truth came out, the crowd erupted in scorn. "This is beyond disgusting!" "To keep their jobs, they would do anything! They didn't even hesitate over a human life. That's pure evil." "Those senior employees are vicious. They lack real ability, so they use dirty tricks to push out newcomers. People like that don't deserve to be called human." "And that boyfriend. He's worse than an animal! He was willing to sacrifice his own girlfriend for m

We needed the intel anyway. “So, how’d everything go?” Nathan asked, casually raising the bet. I tossed in my chips. Tomas folded with a scowl. “Man, it was a fucking shit show. The Riding Hoods rustled up some asanbosam—closest thing to real-life vampires you’ll ever see. Picture a bare-ass monkey with huge claws and bigger teeth. They turned them loose on an entire village. Killed everyone—men, women, kids. Even the pets. Drained fucking dry.”

She believed in spreading love and strength rather than using it all for herself. “I want you all to not fight for us, but fight for your freedom! Go and kill the tyrants who have put you through real hell, H&H squad!” I shouted and they all launched themselves at Calhoun who looked horrified at the amount of wolves who unleashed themselves at him, hungry for revenge. “H&H squad?” Lucien raised his brows. “It's short for Heaven and Hell squad.” I grinned. “You are terrible at names.” He said and I glared at him. He looked past his shoulder, “We have left out someone.” He said and I found Azazel sneaking out of the chaos.

My neck, all the way down to the pads of my feet was coated in the flaky, drying substance. ‘Asher!’ I called out on instinct. ‘Fuck, Asher. You need to answer me, you need to answer me now.’ Again, I scrambled, but there was nowhere to go without stepping over the mutilated bits of animal corpses. Silence rang down the mate-bond in loud, consuming waves. The words I shouted—screamed down the bond were smothered by a wall of pure agony, of horror so strong that my body chose to revolt and spew every vile thing I’d eaten onto the forest floor.

Their bodies trembled, their minds haunted by the knowledge of the retribution that awaited them. Haider's voice sliced through the air like a whip, his tone laced with menace. "Go ahead, flee if you dare," he taunted, his voice tinged with dark amusement. "But know this, your lives are forever tied to my whims. Running will only delay the inevitable." Sarah and Asad exchanged a fleeting glance, their instincts urging them to escape, to leave behind the clutches of this ruthless Mafia lord. But the paralyzing fear that gripped their hearts kept their bodies rooted to the spot, a testament to Haider's indomitable power.

edged to delirium, cock a purpled, leaking monster, veins like ropes. Azriel remounted alone, facing Cassian, legs splayed wide. "Last ride, toy. Fill my ass, breed me deep." He slammed down, riding fast and slamming down, his hips blurring, ass a blur of motion, hole vise-tight and fluttering. Cassian's eyes locked on his, desperation peaking. "Azriel fuck... gonna—"

I don't have anything to offer. Shit my neck is burning. Am I burnt alive? God.. Why is it so confusing? I am so frustrated. I am screaming. But no one is answering me. The fuck. "For god sake Callum. Wake up. Damn. I didn't know it would be even more frustrating than mating with Blaze. Why isn’t he responding"? Someone was frustrated like me. Looking for answers. That neither of us have. I have to wait till this darkness is over. Till I get the strength to stand on my feet again.

Every night they returned, haunting the periphery of my vision and tormenting my soul. Since the last time one had brushed against my skin—an encounter of pure, unadulterated agony—they had grown bolder. They mocked me, their raucous laughter echoing inside my skull. I had cheated death, yet I was not free from its realm; I had merely become its plaything. "Can we possess her?" "Make her our puppet," their thoughts hissed. Their lips never moved, yet their intentions arrived like a distinct roar lost in the middle of rushing waters.

“Two cocks wrecking your tight little ass while that vibrator fucks your greedy pussy. You’re just a set of holes for us now.” The other laughed dark and cruel, slapping my ass cheek hard enough to sting. “Feel that stretch? That burn? That’s what you begged for, isn’t it? Pinned down, stuffed full, getting your shithole double-fucked raw.”

Specific, ugly hunger of something larger bearing down on something smaller. It smelled like the drool of starving hyenas closing in on a wounded sheep. Faster, Aurora. I drove my feet harder into the ground, roots cracking under my weight, branches whipping past my arms. I pumped my shoulders and ignored the burning in my lungs and the riot in my knees. They were faster. I knew they were faster. I could hear the gap between us shrink. Their footfalls like gunshots against the forest floor, eating the distance between us easily. They weren’t afraid of losing me.