Novelas y relatos de Heat

Celine woke up from her deep sleep, her eyes fluttered open as she sat up on the bed with a groan as she has stayed in one position for days. She looked around the room, she held her forehead trying to remember what happened but she couldn't instead her head hurt. Celine tried searching her memories again even if her head hurt, still yet she couldn't remember anything as though something was blocking her head not to remember anything. And then she used her power as she held her hands together, she spread her hands apart as some white fog appeared on the air and everything that happened that night at the cold room replayed again just like a movie.

He has a very lean body and Maze said that he didn't need to build some muscles. But right now, Gab wished he didn't listen to him and went to gym for at least twice a week so that he wouldn't be this easy. Maze had carefully put him down inside the bathtub but before he could even say a thing, he felt the cold water coming from the shower gushing down the both of them. He suddenly shivered and Maze seems to have no plans of turning on the heater. Gab gasped when Maze suddenly attacked his lips, giving the latter the opportunity to roam his tongue inside Gab's hot cavern.

she questions, pretending not to understand. “Get out!” he commands furiously, pointing at the door. Her black, silky hair swirls over her shoulders. The plunging neckline of her prominent bust is damp with sweat. She frowns, glaring bitterly at me. She radiates rage; envy courses through her entire body. Sam remains still, frozen, but there’s something in his stance: contained tension, as if a force beyond human is struggling to emerge. After the door slams and the scene unfolds, he just exhales and continues working.

His eyes were steel, “Remember that tonight. You will not ruin his night with your-” “I would never do anything to ruin Marcus’s day. You know that-” Triston slammed his fist onto the table. My plate shook, my hands moving away from my food. “I don’t know that!” His voice boomed, “This isn’t a fucking game. I need his time here to be perfect.” I felt my breath being held in my chest. “You won’t ruin another thing for me.” With that, Triston stood up and left me at the table. Triston and I were like fire and ice. He burned, and I melted with him near me. I gripped the edge of the table before I stood, my legs wobbled, nearly giving out from under me-

Which made the next snort, and the one after, easier and easier. With each greasy inhalation and absorption, he felt his core essence grow stronger. His senses sharpened. His hunger thundered. His pulse, the electrical charge that animated him, unlike a corpse, which was a puppet, ticked faster. All of his sensory perceptions sharpened, became honed to a point he could sift various odors. Gas, rubber, asphalt, grass, wolf, woolÉHe almost went to his knees as the dozens of scents and their meaning hit him all at once.

the Dj suddenly changed the beat to slow and tense music. I don't know if it is the music or not but I can see the sudden change in his expression. it shifts from a goofy one to a serious one. It looks more intense than it has ever been. he begins to stare down at me and I wonder why the change in demeanour. I don't know why but I begin to feel butterflies in my stomach. I don't know why I suddenly begin to notice how attractive he is. not that I didn't notice earlier but his lips begin to look sexier as he stares down at me.

He hissed. "Why are we going so fast?" Bonnie asked before gasping. "Are we in a space ship?" Lorenzo was about to say something but got cut off when bullets start hitting the back of the car. Bonnie's hands were roaming all over Lorenzo. Her small hand touched his groin, not even noticing. Lorenzo immediately jumped, holding back a groan. "Fuck, Bonnie. Don't do that." He hissed. Bonnie giggled and touched him again. "Why? Does it hurt?" She poked and poked. "Oh my God! It moved."

Gem spits while standing beside mom who is shaking "Haahaa oh yeah we can see you need breaking in, well don't worry cheery pie there's plenty of us whos willing to oblige, and as for this chocolate muffin," he says nodding to mom "well i don't usually like them older but Mmmmm i think ill have a bite of this one",

I just did not want to see him just then. There was movement behind me and the next thing I knew, I had been pulled away from the wall and into a pair of arms, wrapping around me from behind. “Hi-Hiro-san!” I looked over my shoulder at him, trying to pull away. “What are you-” “It’s cold.” He mumbled. “I just took a bath and it’s cold.” “B-But…” ‘It’s cold’? “Fu… Futon. Get into the futon and you’ll be fine.”

Anelia felt light-headed. She involuntarily pinched the collar of her t-shirt and fanned herself. It was suddenly all too hot in the room and yet the heat had nothing to do with room temperature. As if only realising what she had been doing for the first time, Anelia scanned her t-shirt and abruptly stopped with the fanning. What was she doing?