Haunting Their Asses Novels & Stories

Austin said gravely. Assassins were terrifying enough. But the endless stream of threats, like a swarm of locusts, was truly horrifying, filling him with a sense of dread, disgust, and helplessness.

I look out the window as Asa speeds down the road. I turn to look at him, his dark hair is messy atop his head and it makes him look extremely hot. I mentally scold myself that I'm not supposed to find him or his brother attractive. They are both assholes. Fucking dipshit murderers.

Oh yes, this would be fun. "You assholes are gonna pay!" A man screamed. I laughed darkly at them. Even to my own ears it sounded scary. But they hadn't seen anything yet. They hadn't seen what happens when two Assassins are kept from killing for so long, and what kind of monsters we could be.

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.

The horror of their words clawed at my sanity. Distant voices clawed at the edges of my mind, their words searing into my consciousness... "I'll butcher your damn child and make you watch every second!" "I’ll tear it apart and send the pieces for DNA testing." "Whose bastard is this? There's no record of him anywhere, the ghost doesn't exist!" "Now, you'll watch as your child bleeds out, right before your eyes."

Well hunt them down like the animals that they are. We'll make sure they feel the pain they've caused us. We'll kill them all, Ash! I promise you that. Just forfeit and come back to us. Then I see his aura flicker and my heart sinks. Ash please! “....” silence. Ash? Ash!

the hooded man, now back in his human form, dragged Asher towards the looming silhouette of the abandoned castle, a twisted grin danced upon his lips. The weight of his victory settled upon his shoulders, fueling his resolve to push Asher deeper into the depths of suffering. The castle stood as a haunting monument to their macabre dance, the dilapidated walls exuding an air of desolation and despair. It welcomed them back with open arms, as if the very stones themselves thirsted for the agony that would soon unfold within its decaying chambers.

"A monster with items? And they're SSS items?" They stared at me like starving wolves eyeing fresh meat. Every single one of them wanted what I had. They just hadn't expected how many items I was carrying. Instead of robbing me, some of them ended up badly injured. Others died on the spot. Fear slowly crept into their eyes. A few of them even began to beg. When I hesitated, one player suddenly dropped his scared act, and his eyes lit up with arrogance. "You're done, you tramp! Big V is coming. He'll take care of you!"

Azazel received a ping on his phone as soon as Han’s words left his mouth. “Come alone, Azazel,” Hans taunted, his voice laced with a deranged glee. “I know you know the truth about everything. They call you the destroyer in the underworld, don’t they? Let us see how much of a destroyer you are. Come and get your Athena, or else,” he chuckled maniacally, reveling in the havoc he anticipated to unleash.

Panting and grunting into Deb's ear, delirious with arousal, I growled: "I own your ass now, babe! Ahhh... It's mine now!" "Yeees! You own this ass now! Use me, use my ass! My ass is yours, baby! All yours, only yours!" "You're my little anal fuck-toy now, aren't you?" I said, plowing her ass without restraint. "Yeeeess! Uuuuh fuuuck!... I'm your dirty little buttslut, yeeees! Uuuuh!... I'm so fucking close, baby, fuuuuuck! Fuck meeee! Aaaaah!.. Fuck your nasty asswhore hard! Ooooh yeaah!... Fuck my ass fuck my ass fuck my aaaaaass!"