Janet Rocky Horror Novels & Stories

He came with a violent, shuddering intensity that seemed to last forever, his weight pinning me down as his pulse throbbed inside me. Janet collapsed onto the bed beside us, her own body twitching from a secondary climax. She reached out, her hand sliding over my sweat-soaked back, her fingers tracing the line of my spine. "Look at us," she whispered, her voice cold and triumphant. "The three of us. The new trinity of the Blackwood home." She pushed Reign over with a dirty smirk. “my turn.” She sat on his already hard cock bouncing on it while I sat on his face and sucked Janet’s breast while using my fingers to play with her clits.

“Ric. Go on.” A man with a full beard stepped forward, grabbing Rika’s hair and jerking it back. He seized one of her arms, spun her around, and slammed her against the wall in a criminal-arrest position. “Beautiful… such a lovely sight… keep going!!” Janet’s excited voice rang out. One of her hands held a phone, the other held a gun. “Damn it,” Ric muttered just as a gunshot rang out. His crotch exploded in a burst of blood.

Her hand gripped the covers underneath them, attempting to hang on however it wasn't sufficient and he was at that point raising a ruckus around town place. Janet whimpered and got fistfuls of his hair, attempting frantically to not slobber in joy she could as of now feel her climax start to construct, beseeching him not to stop. Many floods of delight went through her body and Janet couldn't help the groans and shouts that got away from her mouth. She felt totally consumed by the outsider and her body longed for to an ever increasing extent. She felt his hands stumble into her bosoms and soon enough he was inclining forward taking an erect areola toward his mouth sucking, licking and devour

Two magnets pushing and pulling at the same time, neither willing to give ground. Then— *Click. Click. Click.* Heels. The sound cut through the tension like a blade. Before either of us could react, the door swung open violently. Janet Lut walked in. She was draped in expensive mourning black, the fabric clinging perfectly to her frame. Her hair was immaculate, makeup flawless despite the carefully placed tears streaking down her cheeks. She looked every inch the grieving friend, every movement calculated for maximum effect. "Oh, Kingsley," she cried, rushing forward. "I was so worried—"

He has been in a bad mood since the day Zara told him she was keeping Lavender blocked for the time being. The potent smell of ketamine interrupts our conversation. In the silence, I hear a man breathing heavily and grunting. The sounds are coming from a room to the left. I peek through the crack in the door. A guy is on top of someone on a dirty mattress on the floor, making the most of the situation. “Gross.” Rocky’s anger rages, taking in the sight. “Is she even awake? That is not okay.” Oh, Goddess. I hadn’t even considered that she could be passed out while this guy getting his rocks off. My temper roils as I think about it. No. I’m not letting this happen. Not tonight. I kick the door

" I trust your instincts. They've never let me down before. I just don't want to force it out of her. Whatever it is , it has her scared." I wave him away as I begin to dial the council to set up this meeting. I feel dred as I make the call not knowing what will happen. tomorrow makes this so difficult. I do t want anything bad to happen but I have to trust her. She's hiding g something for good reasons I hope. "Janet, HI it's Rylin, I need an emergency meeting for tomorrow."I let her know. Janet's been around for over 250 years one of the oldest witches of the covens. Someone I wouldn't want to get on the wrong side of.

“Should we also lift the rocks and see?” “Didn’t you say you believe superstitions? Aren’t you scared you’ll be cursed?” “No, I realized you are here and would protect me in anything. You’ve got that pole, you know?” “What am I gonna do with this if a random ghost comes out, though? Shoo it?” Avery asked sarcastically, and Janet rolled her eyes. Just when she was about to lift the rock, a crashing sound was heard behind them. “Fuck!” Both of them cursed loudly as they got startled and Janet immediately held Avery’s hand.

Rocky fell down on the ground, but within a second, he jumped while standing up and taking his position. "Who ordered you to kill Victoria?" "And now, why have you come to kill her?" When Julian stepped close to Rocky, he pulled something from his pocket. Before my eyes captured the weapon, Rocky stabbed Julian in the shoulder with the knife. "Julian, take care!" I yelled at the top of my lungs while taking rapid breaths. Julian moved back while grabbing his shoulder and looking at Rocky with a wave of anger in his eyes. "If you think this will kill me, then you are wrong!" Julian scoffed while making a sound before spinning around and hitting the knife in Rocky's hand.

Knock. The sound of the front door being struck sent a jolt of electricity through me. I bolted out of the bedroom, away from the dancing shadow and the repetitive voice. I ran to the foyer, my hands shaking so violently I could barely work the deadbolt. I peered through the peephole. It was Julian. He was wearing his charcoal overcoat, his hair slightly damp from the rain, looking tired but undeniably him. I threw the door open, nearly collapsing into his arms.

Rohman rushed down the staircase, stepping over the dead bodies as he went. “Janet, where are you?” he yelled, scanning the dark hall with his voice echoing. At that moment, he narrowly dodged a bullet and fatally shot the man. The eerily quiet hall echoed loudly as he continued taking lives and moving forward. “Janet!!” he shouted once more. A static-laced reply returned. “I’m in the west wing, near the library! I found something… a bomb! It’s rigged to blow the place up!” Her voice was a blend of urgency and terror.