Hot Gear Novels & Stories

I had bad news for them, I wasn’t interested. I rolled my shoulders back and forth and focused on George. His glare hadn’t gone unnoticed and I knew he wanted to hurt me, perhaps even break me and end my fighting career. For me it wasn’t a career at all, it was just a stepping stone. “Ladies and gentlemen!,” the announcer said loudly over the microphone. “In the red corner all the way from Scotland and the current European Champion, let’s welcome George the Giant!” His voice was loud, reverberating around the warehouse and there were wild cheers as he lifted his arm at the crowd.

Biting down on her bottom lip, she gently rubs her growing stomach which seemed invisible until she turns slightly to the side as a smile graced her face. “Hello, mommy’s baby, wait until daddy sees you, I love you so much.” TO BE CONTINUED… P.S. Sorry for the short chapter guys, currently working on the next as you read. Heat Vol 2. Is meant to finish this month, so expect frequent chapters, and all those who are back to school, hope you enjoy it and that all goes well with your education ;)

The silky hot stroke of his tongue was a shot of adrenaline and desire that spike through my body. I felt the chill as he pulled down the strap of the velvet dress I was wearing. I groaned in pleasure. Even more so as its warm hands caressed my exposed skin. His hand swept up my side, fingers flexed over my ribs. I moaned into his mouth, and he groaned in response.

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When she did, his tongue swept in, hot and wet and demanding, licking every bit of sensitive flesh and coaxing her own tongue to dance with his. Heat flash through her, tightening her nipples and making the pulse in her sex throb like a bass drum. It pounded through her blood stream, so hard she was sure Matt could feel it vibrate in her body. His own body heat was surging into hers, eating her blood, and even through the layers of their clothing she could feel the hard, swollen thickness of his cock.

I don’t try to stop him as he tugs down my zipper. Inside, I’m crumbling. My legs feel like jelly. I don’t recognize the lustful thoughts storming through me. I don’t recognize this version of myself. Because I find myself watching his movements with anticipation—my chest tightening as he wraps a tattooed hand around my hardened cock. He pulls out my painfully hard cock and I hiss at the sensation of his rough palm against the sensitive skin. it's a cold contact. his palm is cold, mine cock is hot. and it all comes that to the fact that that's it the core of the heat in my body.

He couldn't even get that right. The only good thing right now is Goose found us another house. The dirty motel room was more than I could take. This place was available because it has no central air in this godforsaken desert heat. It has what's referred to as an evaporative cooling system. It circulates warm air while adding moisture in this damn over-abundant humidity. This wasteland is not the promised dry heat they brag about.

I wore specialized Sterling thermal gear—matte black and reinforced with Sun-Iron fibers to help me regulate the surging Ashford energy in my blood. "Stay close to the heat-syncs, Julian," Victor shouted over the gale. He looked like a high-tech explorer, his goggles reflecting the desolate landscape. He carried a portable scanner that was already pinging with "Void" signatures. "Heat is a luxury we don't have here," Kael growled, stepping past us. He hadn't bothered with much thermal gear; his Lycan blood was boiling with a natural furnace. He wore heavy furs over his tactical gear, his eyes already shifted to a predatory gold to cut through the whiteout conditions. "The Tundra is alive, Ju

~GRRAWWWAHAHHH~ A hot beam of fire came at the pillar which enveloped the surrounding and burned the ground to mere crisp and ashes. The air was filled with remanents of ashes and dusky smoke. The pillars turned red and painted with black soot. The emerging heat melted certain sections of his exposed back while his skin stuck to the hot pillar which he was hiding behind. "Fuck me!... this puppy has a fire-affinity?" Sweats dripped from his forehead." I guess I pushed my luck too far."

Her longing for Jack and her concern for Jennifer were temporarily forgotten. "It's called Hot Bar. It's made from fish paste, flour, eggs, and vegetables. The fillings vary. You can choose according to your taste," Suzy explained. Elena nodded. "I'll have the sausage and cheese filling." The girl nodded, then placed the order with the seller in Korean. "Oh, buy some for the bodyguards too. For Enver, get him the seafood filling. That guy loves seafood," she said, holding Suzy's arm. "Oh, you even remember your bodyguard's preferences?" Suzy was speechless.