Haunting Their Asses Novels & Stories

ZAHIR I could feel the weight of my past burdens pressing against my chest, suffocating me in their relentless grip. Voices, like daggers of agony, pierced through the fabric of my thoughts, tearing at the fragile remains of my sanity. They echoed in my ears, a relentless chorus of hatred and fear. I could hear their shouts, their screams—the humans who had come to kill us, to extinguish our kind. Their harsh voices reverberated within me, an incessant symph weony of torment.

’ were the only nuggets of wisdom Dad imparted onto me. I already knew what a bite from a hellhound meant, an agonizing and painful death with your spirit eventually claimed by the very hellhound that bit you. I saw them all emerge from the woods like a large shadow. Their rotted flesh stung my nose with their putrid smell, making me almost wince.

Henry “A pain in my ass...” “A mate who’s a pain in your ass,” she said, looking around, “What is out here?” The Drifters—rogue groups of enchanted evildoers who would stop at nothing to get what they wanted—our land, our women, our goods.. “You know what’s out there,” I growled, still feeling her wrapped around my cock. I hadn’t the slightest clue she could feel so good. “Eh, what the fuck are you doing?”

Hell NO! "I'm not kidding you, Daddy!" He groaned. I kicked his ass hard because of too much stress and frustration. It should be my free day today yet his stupidity---Satan, keep my sanity on me. I MIGHT KILL THIS BASTARD RIGHT NOW! "I already told you. Girls are girls. If only you didn't believe her venomous bait, this won't happen to you. Girls does not have one word. They just talk and talk and talk, but they didn't mean it at all. Rampage, we are ASSASSINS. We KILL. We SLAUGHTER. And mark this in your nut-sized brain,"

This look will bring back memories of their nightmares. I can't wait to see them now that they've sunk to the ground and returned to their original place. The mud remains mud. Garbage remains garbage. Dirt remains dirt. I'll return them to their rightful place. I'll return them to their proper place. **

Making it to our apartment and bedroom before the boys even knew what hit them yet they continued to taunt us over the link. ‘Oh my, I do love the hunt’ Cain said. ‘Little wolves, little wolves, where are you?’ Abel said. ‘We are so in trouble when they find us.’ Reign linked giggling in my head. ‘Oh but the punn..nish..’ I stuttered as the room began to spin in circles before going completely dark. Reign

"I will never felt you are troubling me with any kind of problem. Your problem is mine too so tell me how and when it all started." "I can't remember the days I spent as a kid but I know my nightmare has been haunting me since then. I don't know how it all started. All I could see in the nightmare was a little girl crying in a house on fire with a man and a woman shouting for help in so much tears. I don't understand what that means mum." "Since you are a kid?" "Yes mum!"

Riley Harrison drove like a maniac, even though there was absolutely no one chasing us. The truck sped through the dark, deserted road, its tires crushing the gravel beneath them as he swerved recklessly from one side of the road to the other. Every sharp turn sent my body lurching violently against the seat, and on several occasions, my head slammed against the hard surface of the door. The impact left me dizzy, and a sharp ache spread through my skull, but Harrison seemed completely indifferent to my discomfort.

"I mean, my boss is pretty generous. Especially if I do what he wants." After taking another turn per his instruction, they were greeted by a group of werewolves clad in black from head to toe. They lined up across the street, making it unable for their car to pass through without hitting at least a couple of them. And before Ash could even attempt to reverse, another group emerged from the darkness and lined up behind them. We're screwed, Felix thought, suddenly tempted to curl up in his seat and bite his fingernails while rocking himself back and forth.

What an asshole ! He owed me an ass massage for all the fucking speed breakers that he tortured us on with his vampire paced car. Jackass. But a trustworthy one. Just not on roads tho. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *