Hutao Novels & Stories

Dylan retorted and I already hated his guts, the man standing in front of me. “You must be Annie, I've heard so much about you,” “And you are?” “Lucian, Lucian Xavier, your master's favourite cousin” Favourite cousin? Scoff. I had already seen the conflict between them. They hated each other and I was glad that they did. Lucian wasn't like Dylan, he had bright eyes that sparked when he smirked mischievously. He was broad and wore a black turtleneck with a maroon long suit Jacket. Something told me that was his style.

My hair was it’s own kind of sanctuary. Putting on the black trousers and polo t shirt of my kitchen uniform ,I wished again I was taller. I wasn’t short at 5 foot 5 for a human but by werewolf sizes I was tiny hence the name runt. These trousers were too long and I always had to roll them up. Luckily I was always given a wide berth in the kitchen and left alone.

“Gator, this is Nya,” Slate, the dragon king, said as Nya followed him over to where the others were training. The fellow in question, a ginormous man, only an inch or so shorter than Slate himself, with massive, bulging muscles, was dressed all in black, a similar outfit to the one Slate always wore, except there were no red accents. Gator eyed Nya for a moment, his eyes traveling from her head to her toes and then back again. He nodded, his dark, shoulder-length hair swaying slightly with the movement of his head. “Nya?” he questioned.

He happily took Shaotian from his mother and hugged him, “My dear baby boy, I missed you so much today, do you know what daddy saw today? Daddy saw live chickens in cages and next to them were eggs and next to the eggs were dead chickens in packaging.” “What shit are you telling my son?” Zhi Rou asked as she fixed Yuan Rui’s hair. “Ah my son, you and I are matching today,” Yuan Rui said as he unwrapped the blanket off his son. They indeed had matching suits but Shaotian’s were leggings and baby booties with a white shirt and royal blue soft jacket with shiny silver ivy vines on them.

"No! That one no. It is cursed forget about it. " The tattooist dismisses Sao. Something about the tattoo makes him not look away. On the mention of a curse, the other couple come to see for themselves the tattoo. Fahara is what it's called. In some dessert outside a mudwalled house a rooster is trying to swallow a blue glowing stone . Nothing very interesting about the tattoo but Sao can't take his eyes off it. More particularly, the blue glowing stone.

Huya said. Samuel suddenly raised his eyes and viciously looked at Huya. Huya was not afraid at all. "Just say it." Samuel gritted his teeth. "Well, Tianhu likes the Wutian Blood Tea the most. Do I need to tell you what he likes the most? He's just a martial arts maniac and a cultivation maniac. As for the secrets that others don't know, I'm afraid you won't know if I tell you. I'll just tell you a simple one which you all know."

As of now, Aeternum were wearing the Uniforms that I just bought Online, it was time for my Country to finally get it’s own make over. “Here..Is my card…think about this…..Hwa Young-Ah…Babe…are you ready?…how about having a lunch first?…the hoodie looked good on you…You need to wear them, when we left…I don’t want my girlfriend glamorous body being shown in the public..”. I gave her my business card, and stands up then went to Hwa Young who is currently trying a hoodie. The pink hoodie looked quite good on her, and it helps covers her ample giant breast which only being covered by her tight sports top.

started freely touching her curves “AAAHHHHHHHH……..” Aisha cried in pain as he mercilessly pulled her lft blossom and gave it a hard squeeze “FUCK YOU BASTARD, LEAVE.. ME, LEAVE ME YO..” Aisha cursed him when suddenly she felt a sharp sting like pain across her cheeks, fourth of those men laid a hard slap across her left cheek which instantly tore corner of her lip as a small trail of blood started flowing down from it, Aisha was about to recover from that pain when fifth men started kicking her nonstop all over her body, he mercilessly started kicking her every delicate curves, which severely damaged her body, Aisha was on edge of drifting into darkness and accept her vicious fate when sud

Acre asked "Well daddy I just wanted to tell you that I'm gonna get a mate" confused Acre replied "Well yes, one day you will sweetie" "Yep," Lanna said nodding "His name will be Samual" Chuckling I add "So you know his name?" "Yep and he's gonna have a big black wolf called Samson" "How do you know this sweetheart?" Sky asked as Lannagot up off the couch and headed back to her bedroom "Oh, aunt queen Lanna told me, oh and tomorrow she said we should go to a place called the hard rock cafe for chocolate fudge cake."

He looked like he'd been stung by an entire hives-worth of bees, and was still waiting for the swelling to go down. And then there was Aaron. He was the same height as Big Jim but looked like a rake beside him, which was crazy. Aaron was broad shouldered, almost three times me across and well defined, though you could never tell just how much until he had his shirt off. His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder.