Human By Jon Bellion Novels & Stories

At least she knew now that she wasn't the only one feeling this way. She ordered herself to stop being smug. The man couldn’t help his biological response, what with her all smashed up against his private parts like this. His physical arousal proved nothing—except that he was a man and she was a woman. He had done his duty by her tonight, and then some. She would be thankful for that and behave better in the future. Her body slowly relaxed. Now that her teeth were no longer chattering, she could actually almost feel optimistic. Yes, it had been an awful experience, all told. But there was a bright side. Neither of them had been injured. It appeared the old man in the brown pickup had somehow

Ignoring the sounds of the night, he returned to his work, a beacon of detached focus. "Stuart," a voice beckoned from the nearby forest. Unfazed, Stuart continued his tasks, his piercing gaze unyielding. "Stuart," the voice persisted, its ethereal quality cutting through the silence. Curiosity overriding caution, he stepped out into the chilling night. "Stuart, come swiftly," the voice echoed persistently, weaving through the trees like a siren's call. Approaching the roadside, he inquired, "Did you hear someone calling me?"

She fought back another irritated growl, but this time she did turn to the man standing very close to her. This guy was taller than the last, more muscled, a goatee and an arrogant twist to his lips. His hair was equally as shaggy as the blonde’s, but a shade darker, somewhere between blond and brown. She let her gaze move slowly down his body. Thickly muscled arms, a broad, equally muscled chest. A noticeable bulge was outlined by his faded jeans. “No, you’re not my type,” she stated, her voice low and husky with need, but not for this mortal.

When I'm brought back to the Gould family, Matthew Gould, the adopted son who's taken my place all these years, doesn't even bother putting on an act. The first thing he does is punch me square in the face. "So what if you're the real son? Mom and Dad already told me all the family assets will be mine, and that you're not getting a dime!" I don't take it lying down. I hit him back even harder, then drag him straight to Mom and Dad, his face swollen almost beyond recognition. "Is what he said true?" I demand. Mom and Dad look panicked, putting on placating smiles as they scramble to explain. "Of course not! You're both our sons. We'd never treat either of you differently." I raise an eye

He had sharp features but something about his smile made him look kind and friendly. At the end of the sofa sat my boss, Mr. Caelum White, I had seen him often in our company's banners and occasionally saw him walking up to his office. I knew he was drop dead handsome but I was still expecting a human to show up, this man was cut out of a different cloth! His face was just perfect, his straight edged nose and perfect pink lips, his eyes were blue, but not like my fathers, but a blue so deep it could have been black. His hair was black contrasting perfectly to his skin color.

When he did not respond to her, she grabbed his cloths, meaning to get up this way. Leon held onto her hand, intending to help her up. But the next moment, Lucia bit at his finger. " Jonny, you bastard! " how could you do this to me. " Why didn't you tell me before that you liked Rene. " Then she started bowling profurously. Leon who had just been bitten. "..... " Who was this Jonny. He looked at Lucia and said. " wake up. Who is that Jonny? " " I'm not him. "

As they immediately struck a deal, I made a hand signal, indicating it was time for my next line of action. A man walked towards us, and my face tightened. Both Olivia and Rowan noticed the tension in the air as the man walked towards us. Rowan excused himself. Wise man. He had an idea about who I was, and did not want to involve himself with whatever I did. He has played his part by talking with Olivia and striking a deal. I was happy that he excused himself. “Long time no see Alexander. I see you got yourself yet another toy to play with. You never seem to change”, the man said with a chuckle.

As if the moon had awakened them from their slumber,,, just like my instict! "Silly!" The voice hissed again. "It's in your blood! You can't reject your blood! Think about the immense power that you can have! You can rule over humans if you want to! From now on, you can turn yourself into me and let myself free from your body cage if you wish any time! You won't have to wait for the next full moon again! Together, we can have so much fun! Don't you want that?" The cold hissing sound kept going on... "No! I wanna be a human!"

》》Jack《《 Calvin drove us to Jason's apartment. It was a silent drive. Radio was crap, playing the most depressing songs you'll ever hear. The one song that really hit so hard, I saw Jason cry, was Happier by Marshmello and Bastille. I'm not too sure what about the lyrics caused Jason to shed a few tears, but I knew I had to listen to that song again, maybe look up the lyrics.

I wrapped my arms around myself and cried until my chest hurt — cried for the love I was losing, for the mother who never protected me, for the sister who mocked me, and for the fear that had followed me into my own home. Eli wasn’t answering my calls. The man in the hoodie was still out there. And for the first time, I realized something terrifying — I had no one.