Jas Hitam Novels & Stories

my gut has never failed me. "I think we should go," I murmur and, at the same time, the door opens and Matthias Volkanov appears, flanked by two bodyguards. The look on the older man's face is carefully blank, but he looks haggard. Not like the man I remember. His dark hair is threaded with silver and his dark eyes look dull. The suit he's wearing hangs loosely on him and the dark circles under his eyes speak louder than words.

The blind lady with long white hair says, with an aggravated tone in her voice. "Is this true?" Janet looks at Rylin like a mother questioning her troubled child. "Yes but it would only be temporary. We have a plan." He days with confidence. The door slams open behind us. Maniacal laughter echos through the room. Rylin grabs me and throws me behind him. One of the members starts to chant in what sounds like Latin. Before many words are said by him, someone swooshes over and snaps his neck almost in the blink of an eye. Flashing his fangs at the others.

“It’s okay, I just said, my voice sounding hoarse for some reason. “I still remember when you asked me to buy that Jaguar for him” he continued, and I leaned on the wall beside the door. “You called and I was gonna scold you for running off to Hawaii without telling anyone and you just sent me on an errand” he laughed, but I could tell he was on the brink of tears too. *flashback* “You’re a hard woman to find Devonne” He said and I chuckled. “Oh you know these things, I was craving for the sunny beaches of Hawaii, go get my brother a car Nathan, a Jaguar, there’s this particular type he likes so much, I don’t even know the name” I muttered towards the end.

My black fitted tee coming in view. The guy looked at me with an emotion I had known for years, lust. Tsking, I stretched my muscles, producing a pop sound. The crowd roared again making my body twitch in excitement. Taking a step closer, I saw his face filled with scars. A tattoo leaked out of his collar---Black rose with snake. “Back off girl or you’ll lose a limb.” He hissed. "Name?"

I love you shawty, shawty You know you my shawty, shawty I need you to make me happy There will never be nobody My ring is yours (save it, for me) Everything is yours (save it all for me) Kehlani Everything is yours Amelia's POV

I looked more confused before I said, "I have only been punished by my parents as a kid." Bo laughed before he said, "You are so cute! I am definitely going to enjoy this." My eyes widened at how sinister that just sounded before Bo grabbed my penis. He rubbed it softly until I was completely hard, which didn't take long. "Passion" I said. He looked confused before I said, "My safe word is passion." He chuckled and nodded in agreement. Then he grabbed the black thing he laid next to my hip and a bottle from the black box. He squeezed what looked like lube into it. Then he put some lube on the entrance of my ass. I shivered a bit because it was cold.

Within a few minutes, she received the attacker's information from an anonymous source. "Wow, I did not expect this." She mumbled in amazement as her eyes skimmed past the files. PS: *The organisation Hila used to work in was divide into many groups called clans. There were the main branches: Hian Hoshi Hian Ji Hian Fang Hian Lao These groups were considered to birth the best assasins, with the Hian Hoshi (Hila's clan) at the topmost. I This explains why she easily got information from the Elder.

It always was with D. "No way. I love her, man. I'd sleep on a bed of Christmas trees if it would make her happy." Drake winked at Sicily. "Pussy." "You're one to talk. I'm pretty sure you're going to get shot by Joe when he finds out that you're in love with his little girl." Drake smiled. Izabella Castaletta was the hitman for the Castaletta syndicate, and she only answered to Joe and Demetri, Joe's right-hand man. It was all very incestuous in appearance.

I reached for my water, my eyes tracking the way his throat bobbed when he swallowed. "Is that a crime?" "You don't eat here," he rasped, finally lifting his head. Those green eyes were blown out, the pupils swallowing the iris until they were almost entirely black. "You eat... there." He gave a sign vaguely toward the center of the room where the team was staring at us like we had both grown second heads. "I eat where I want," I replied. I took a bite of my sandwich, watching him. "Why are you sitting in the dark? You like being a ghost?"

Dia melepas jas hitamnya, memperlihatkan lengan yang bersimbah tato, lalu melayangkan tinju keras yang mengarah tepat ke wajah Adrian. Namun, Adrian seolah sudah tahu ke mana arah serangan itu. Dia hanya menggeser posisi kepalanya. Alhasil, pukulan maut itu meleset dan justru menghantam kaca jendela SUV hitam di belakangnya hingga hancur berkeping-keping. PRANG!