Joyboy Novels & Stories

The sight of his two hands made me breathe a sigh of relief. Now that I was relaxed, I teased him on purpose, "Two hands don't bring as much pleasure as multiple tentacles, it seems." Cyrus paused in his actions. Then, he raised his head to look at me, his gaze already dark with lust. "Is that so?" His gaze made my heart skip a beat. Before I could regain my senses, I heard a familiar chime drifting into my ear. [Congratulations, you've joined a new dungeon as a player.]

"It's perfect." “I also have something for you!” I chirped, pulling out the paper bag beside me. His eyes sparkled with joy upon seeing the brand. “My favorite robots!” he exclaimed in happiness. I nodded my head, smiling. I got him the limited edition of it. We played for a while. I was never really a fan of cars or robots, but playing with the boy was just fulfilling. The car zooming across the pavement, its wheels making a satisfying whirring sound. JM laughs, his joy infectious. But then, his smile fades.

The anger that I felt surely reflected in my eyes, I knew that very well, but I didn’t know where things were going from here, but I surely wasn’t excited. “I keep finding out about facts that I know that I wouldn’t have known if this didn’t happen. I don’t know how I am supposed to feel about it, Mario,” I said, keeping my eyes out the window. My shoulder was patched and stitched, but I knew that things were going to be a lot more difficult as things went on. With Cosimo being the traitor all along, I didn’t know how we were going to be dealing with things from here. The man was my father’s ‘ally’. How were things going to go from here?

Eden turned to her in surprise. "You play too?" Joy nodded. "I do, but I'm not that good." Joy had started playing the game back in her sophomore year, but with her heavy study load, she didn't spend much time on it and wasn't very skilled. Still, she kept up with the news about the game. She was also a fan of TF Squad, particularly Tyrant. Her liking for Tyrant was different from how she felt about Leo. Leo was handsome; his dancing skills made her heart flutter, and he was very professional.

” “Now that I’ve told about myself, are you ready to tell me about yourself?! We do not have to dive into anything heavy, just about you. Current hobbies, work life etc.” “Hi I’m Capri, I’m 31 years old and I a currently a SM at a chain of acquisition convenience stores. My hobbies includes reading, painting and paddle boarding.” “I’ve been anxious and maybe a little depressed lately.”

Jasmine is not your typical high school student. She's smart, observant, and always knows when something's not right. So when she overhears an argument between popular boy Levi and his friends, she knows there's more to it than meets the eye. Little did she know that this would lead her into a world of werewolves. As Jasmine delves deeper into the werewolf world and uncovers the truth behind Levi's argument, she finds herself drawn to him despite the tensions within his pack. But when a traitor is revealed and Jasmine discovers a shocking truth about her own family, everything changes. Jasmine must choose between her loyalty to Levi and his pack or keeping her family safe. And just whe

A girl walked out of a reflection she looked younger than June, sixteen years old she wore a simple white dress her hair was a soft natural blonde but her skin was not normal skin it was clear like a jellyfish you could see glowing blue veins underneath. "I am Joy " the girl said, she smiled, but her eyes were empty they looked like two holes in a sheet of paper. "I am the Third Daughter I am the one who keeps the memories of the Earth so the Masters do not have to." June whispered, "The map says you are the Cores computer processor." Joy said, "I am the heart the Masters take the energy Vesper takes the anger you take the pain but I, I keep the love and love is the dangerous fuel of all."

Then the woman feels the familiar fluttering in her belly while she continues to ride the boy hard, her orgasm ripping through her before she can control herself. “Oh fuck yes!” she wails. “Don’t ever stop fucking me! Fuck me! Make your bitch, please!” Joyce is truly no longer in control, the pleasure she is getting from riding her son is more than she could have ever possibly imagined.

Killarney, Ireland, 1840 Kian O'Braonain was the best friend anyone in the world could ever have. He could run as fast as lightening, climb like a cat, and hit a bird with a stone from twenty yards. While Aaron seldom had a chance to play with his friend now that he was older and had more responsibility, his Ma usually didn’t mind if he walked home with Kian after mass, and the boys would spend several hours running around the base of Torc Mountain, tossing stones in the lake, or running through the village scaring the chickens and the cows.

Jacob looked at me in confusion. “Okay, but what is going on? What happened at the meeting today?” I hate it when he questions me. “That’s my business, but let’s just say that within a month we will probably be going to war with Joseph and we will need everyone we have.” He must have seen the look in my eyes because he didn’t ask any other questions. He just got on the phone and called Jordan. “Jacob, have Jordan ship me my bike.” He just nodded. Once he was done he walked back over to me.