Hitler R34 Novels & Stories

Aurel A hand clamps down on my shoulder, jerking me back against the brick wall. My fingers tighten around my phone. Shoving the screen into my pocket, I twist around, digging an elbow hard toward his ribs. It is not Neylan. A stranger stands under the dim streetlamp. Tailored charcoal suit, crisp white collar, and deep red hair combed back tight. He looks like old money. "Aurel Laurentis," he says. The voice flat in the freezing air. He extends a hand, his gold watch catching the glare of the traffic lights. "Dominic Hitler. A pleasure."

I seemed to have forgotten he's a ruthless dog. "It is OK, you do not have to be so terrified," he replied, staring into my eyes. I could not believe my heart was ready to betray me.

Luca said while standing up and pulling me close to his side and I tried desperately hard not to shrug his filthy arm off from me. "Say hi to Satan for me would ya?" Shane says while drinking from his glass and I slightly frown when I caught up with his words. Damn, this guy sure knows how to warn people about death without giving much away. "I like your attempt to humor me Ryder, but no offense, it sucks." Luca blew a few kisses to the rest of his strippers that were glaring at me and he leads me to one of the private VIP rooms upstairs, hoping to get laid with me.

"That is, before you came in and killed him." "Hitler," I replied, understanding. Of course. I knew Hitler and his Nazis had been experimenting with genetics during WWII, and many other inhumane things. It would make sense that they might be experimenting with shape shifters and vamps, too. "Of course," Drake said, with a sneer. "Hitler had the right idea. To make a super race, but not of humans." Then he laughed, and his voice grew soft and menacing. "That was just a rouse." Drake looked down at his glass. "Yes, I knew Hitler and I had his ear." Then, he crossed the room as he spoke, running his hand along the end table as he passed. "He was experimenting with vamps as well as humans, but w

Yes, she really did not understand what the name of a person was supposed to tell her. - Stanislav, short and to the point, don't annoy me! He slowly inhaled and exhaled, which pissed her off even more. Natalya slightly narrowed her eyes and fixed her gaze on the werewolf, slightly raising her head, as if to say that he was already on the verge of problems. He hastened to report: