Kill Weebs Novels & Stories

And then, we go home and fuck each other like rabbits! I lay on my stomach next to my best friend, she was lying beside me on my bed while we surfed with my laptop. We were watching short free p**n videos of girls giving blow jobs and letting the guy cum all over their face and even in their mouths. “Eeeww, that looks so gross! How can they do that!” blurted Sharon. “I don't know, most of them look like they like it. Do you think they are drunk or fucking high or something?

Nicole continued, "And let me tell you a secret. Both she and I were reborn. In our last life, you killed her and her child." By the time Peter's team reached the police station, I had boarded a luxury sedan and headed to Coastal City, which was dozens of kilometers away. Accompanying me were two obstetricians and a nurse, caring for me and the child around the clock. "Rest for a bit. You'll soon meet the person you're looking for," Darrel Harper said. "Don't worry about those schemers. I'll make them pay."

If I'm lucky, I'll meet someone who can erase him from my mind. "Course I do" Reagan's voice pulls me back to the present "I didn't spend that much time to look average. Let's go baby. I called a woober" a few years ago, someone decided to start a woober company. Which is much like the Ubers humans use but this one only operates on werewolf land. At first, people were skeptical about it because most wolves don't need cars to travel when your beast can run twice as fast. But it grew on everyone. With time, people started to see the benefits of a woober. Exhibit A; take us for example. We can't shift after spending so much time getting ready and we won't be able to drive back since we'll be ha

[Welcome, players, to the SSS-level horror dungeon: Office Tower Urban Legends. [Dungeon rule: Lying is forbidden. Anyone who lies dies instantly. [Starting players: Ten. [Clear objective: Figure out why everyone in this building lost their memories. Restore all memories to beat the dungeon. [All ten players confirmed. Seven days left until New Year's Eve. Clear the dungeon before then. [Have fun.] A cold, robotic voice crackled in my ear. I had literally just finished sending in a vacation request, and the next second, I got dragged straight into a horror game.

"No Elias. Werewolves know they're superior to humans because of their abilities, that's why no one cares. The problem with me is that my abilities are better than yours, and I can do things you will never do. The problem is jealousy and power. Because of my abilities I am seen as more powerful and then I am seen as trying to take all the power. I could care less about power! I just want to be safe, stop running, raise my baby in peace. I'm worried I will not get that chance" "What if we do a press conference/interview type thing? We can open it up to those with concerns and you can answer them. And if they really want to know you can show them like you showed me. I think if we can get peopl

Ash laughs, and she frowns slightly, he holds up a hand. “I’m sorry, Honey. The accent was just so spot on, I wasn’t expecting it.” Kai smirks, and she nods and shrugs, “Turns out his name was Davey. He and his crew called themselves ‘The Wombles’. After the TV show, ‘Underground, overground, wombling free.’ Because we’d be above and below ground sometimes and we were totally free to do what we wanted. ‘The Wombles of Wimbledon, common are we.’ We were hanging around the Wimbledon area and we were as common as muck. ‘Making good use of the things that we find, things that the everyday folks leave behind.’ We took things from bins, for the most part, the discarded items and detritus of a city

Poor kid was abused by those pieces of shit for just being a kid. "Those fuckers will be better off dead brother",Jack watches Bobby sleep. I'm thinking about just killing them then going to find their dealer. Somebody is making good shit that is addicting werewolves to it. Regular street drugs don't affect us because as werewolves we run a higher temp and metabolism.

In the movies I have watched, parties always look fun. Suddenly I can feel that we are being watched or rather I am being watched. And there they are, the Rosemont sisters standing before us. They each have their trays with them and unlike Ella, Phoebe and I they aren't wearing boots but rather matching red bottom heels. Everything about them is matching really. Well except for the color of their hair but the length of it is the same which is very long by the way. It's almost creepy how everyone about them is the same but I guess that's why everyone calls them the Rosemont weirdos.

The first minute concluded with an astounding number of idiots not bothering to search for the answer. “For those who selected “Wanda Wicca Watt”, you are correct. Everyone else is wrong. Those who selected “World Wide Web” after seeing the given hint WWW, please punish yourself for being the trolls you are. Buy a gift from the e-shop using my code and write a message to their customer service to apologise for trolling. Next question… How many toys have Wanda's Love Accessories Incorporation launched officially so far? Exclude the limited-time specials. You have one minute, go.” Watching her viewers scramble to the e-shop, London briefly wondered how the network managers of the backend serve

Lola burst out laughing, “My god why can I visualize this completely?” Laela was rolling over the floor laughing at this point, “You should have seen Deborah’s face. I think that was the moment she realized Noah was not the God she envisioned.” Lola wiped a tear from her cheek, “Speaking of getting scared maybe that will help us transform. How about we wait till it’s dark and then we take turns scaring each other.” Laela shook her hand, “Sounds like a plan that requires booze.” Lola grinned, “You really are a woman to my heart you know that?”