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Miller, who had hidden in an abandoned warehouse without food or water for ten days just to film this, was now insisting it was evidence. He ignored the Director's scorn. His bloodshot eyes remained glued to the screen. "Just watch." He rushed over, his finger trembling as he hit pause, then zoomed in on the image. And zoomed in again. Until the back of the neck of one of the fighters, a man called "the Beast," filled the entire screen. The fighter was being ground into the mat by his opponent, sweat and blood washing over his skin. On the back of his neck was a twisted, burned scar.

"Why do not you watch the video yourself?" I tremble. Of course I know what I did. I just do not want to admit that I was committing indecency to a vegetable. "click it !" He yells ferociously. I start the video with a trembling hand. "You are so beautiful...." "I think if I can have sex with you like a normal couple, I will not refuse it even if you cannot be called a human..." "How can I say these shameless words? Even if he can not hear me, I can not be such a bitch..."

“You are right. It is terrific. I wonder why Mr. Dixon changed our space ship to the latest one. Do you think we will find dangerous creatures on this planet?” “I hope not!” Vivian said, shuddering at the thought of pictures she had seen of a planet named Xerra. It was covered with giant plants that ate flesh. She shook her head to get rid of those images and focused on the screen. Suddenly the camera zoomed in on a particular region. Two beefy men were uprooting a tree. The muscles of their arms flexed as they pulled it right out of the ground. Vivian turned around to see Ruza drooling. Snapping her fingers in front of Ruza’s eyes, she said, “I thought you had a boyfriend, girl.”

Verra eventually and reluctantly had to summon her remnant spirit. She pulled out her wooden gauntlets and strapped them to her hands. She channeled mana into the weapon, a green and brown shadow zipped out of the energy core and cast a shadow over the battlefield. It was a giant frog, no smaller than the Carbonemys. Its body was covered in brown scales like a dragon, and its back was populated by millions of massive green trees.

The first image she saw was of the fiery Titan, Prometheus, roaring as he commanded an army of dark souls to rise from the Darkforce realm. The image vanished as a new one immediately replaced it, this time showing Viper something she was not quite sure what it was but it was an object looking a lot like an hourglass, except it gave off a mystical green glow that blinded her before the image vanished. The next image in the montage was even more confusing which showed a ring that was sparkling with lightning, lightning of different colors just as a hand picked it up and slid it into a finger. Viper never got to see who the person wearing the ring was as a new image cut through, showing a figu

My entire focus was on escaping, so I didn't look backward didn't want to look backward. "Drive," another guy commanded. Someone hit the gas, and I slammed into the seatbelt hard enough to be glad I was wearing it as the van ripped around a corner. A savage snarl met my ears, and I finally stopped fighting long enough to whirl around. And what I saw made me want to vomit. Veggie Guy Mate Guy was half human, half...animal? Gray fur sprouted from his oddly-sha ped limbs, those freaky red eyes staring at me as his body bent and contorted in another painful-sounding snap.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama TEN I grabbed his hand and with as much strength as I could muster, I pushed it away from my thigh. The sound of my underwear snapping back into place didn't go unnoticed as he chuckled darkly.

m. Once I got back, I immediately changed into comfortable clothes and took another nap. It was currently 1 pm and I just finished decorating my room and showering. I went down to the cafeteria for food and thankfully only ran into the girls. “Hey, Ava.” Rhea greeted and it was safe to say we all looked like shit. “What’s up?” “A massive headache is what’s up.” Veronica rubbed her scalp with her hand. “Mine has really gone down though. Thanks for the pills, Rhea.”

Fuck, I couldn't get enough of her. I jerked harder and faster, feeling myself about to explode as I continued to picture her right in front of me, looking at me with those innocent eyes that somehow also held hunger, lust, and chaos. The ones that hung low, telling me to work her until her muscles gave out. I squeeze my cock, imitating what it would feel like to stretch her out again, and I can already hear her lustful cries. It only makes me harder, ready to shoot out a month's worth of frustration.

Those seemingly ordinary jeans had quite a story—they were only available overseas. The streamer walked over and greeted Serena directly. Seeing her arrive, she quickly waved, "Hey, I'm Serena Vale." The streamer smiled warmly, "Hi, I'm Layla Foster, but you can just call me Layla." Serena and Layla quickly hit it off. Layla, curious, asked, "Did you get those jeans abroad? I've never seen anything like them around here."