Knocked Up By My Nemesis Novels & Stories

Nicholas I could tell that all three of us felt it when her collar bone broke, and then again when they knocked her out. The rage roaring through my mind was almost as loud as the roar that erupted from me as I felt her pass out. I was in the middle of a death match with two heavily built vampires, and could see that Cheney and Brian where in the same shape. My rage took over and in a moment of blind fury, I reached out and crushed the windpipe of one of my assailants.

“Every time I got pregnant, somebody tried to kill me.” “Huh? What? How did you know that? Who the fuck would do that to you? And for what?” Ignoring her outburst, I continued. “I had always suspected it was someone close to me. Someone who knew me well enough to figure out whenever I was pregnant, and...” I took another steadying breath. “But I genuinely didn't expect the hit to come straight from home. I mean, I knew they were close, but not that close. So, on this particular night, I went out and came back home, only to hear laughter and giggling upstairs. I practically rushed up the steps and... boom.” I threw my hands into the air to emphasize the gesture. “There was Nicodemo Harrington

“I’ve knocked you up, and now you’re mine.” “Yes.” “Thoroughly bred. Fucking pregnant, Nico. With me. You. Are. Mine.” “Yes!” I shouted. His knot pulsated anew, and another load of cum caused my womb to spasm. My orgasm rose higher, making me arch on the desk. Then I passed out.

Just by looking, I knew I would never be a match for such a man but then I'm at an advantage. "I'm here to please you," I said between gritted teeth. He tried to kiss me but I stylishly avoided him by placing a kiss on his chest and I could see that he was already ready to eat me. Then I remembered Aiden's teaching. He had told me that to knock an Alpha or Beta out, is just for me to hit the bone behind them twice and they would be down for minutes. I let Chris kiss my neck while I summoned all my strength to do what I plan to do.

Once I was sure it was dislocated I dropped it and the other guy I had kneed was up and coming towards me. He got a kick in that I couldn’t quite dodge but I was able to recover quickly and get the upper hand, swinging my foot underneath him, knocking him over and landing two solid hits to abs and one to his face that left him unconscious. I jumped up and managed to subdue the last of the 3 after him landing a few hits to my face.

She pointed at me, fake tears streaming down her cheeks, "it's Aryna again, she hurled the glass at me and it pierced my knee." My breath caught in throat, what a liar! Ryan stood up abruptly, his nostrils flared as he grabbed my neck. "Why did you come back to life?" He seethed, "you're here again to taunt my Gina. When will you stop being jealous?" I winced, almost choking as he tightened his grip on me. "S….stop this madness.." I muttered in muffled breaths, my voice low. He snarled, "I'm going to kill you again!"

"I said leave this place now , Naunet is mine and no one else can have her ,no one . He creased his brow into a frown and charged towards me ,I wasn't really expecting it , and it made us both fall to the ground . He looked really angry now and didn't let go of me , he punched me several times until I pushed him aside . I had no idea he was so strong ,he punched and kicked me endlessly, not even giving me breathing space. If I didn't do something ,I would fail with my plan, because I knew he wouldn't be able to kill me .

“Heh. If a stranger walked in, they'd think you actually give a shit about that white-haired bastard. As if a couple weeks ago, you weren't planning to gut him yourself and take Namora as your own.” “That was never my intention. That was yours, remember?” “And I'm still pissed that you are willing rejecting it!” /PUNCH/ /CRASH/ Even though I see his punch arrive, and set an arm out before it can collide, its power is still enough to send me flying through the room and crashing right against the wall to my left. Though I don't give him the privilege of seeing me knocked off my feet. I brush off the slight pain by shaking my hands a little, then look back at him and see the intrigue on his fac

"What if it presented itself... differently? What if I merely dodged it by a stroke of luck?" Because right there an then, Rebekah could only imagine the hurt Khol'an would have felt, if... Hakeemii had succeeded in raping her, and making it seem a different way. If he hadn't felt her discomfort through their bond. "How do you mean?" Vaelora asked, stretching her neck upward to look at Rebekah. "I almost got raped by Khol'an's cousin." "What?"

It has been persistent since the hall. It sharpens now, stealing every single reasonable thought I've had in the last second. This is because of him. I just know it is. Damon was supposed to drop. He was supposed to fall before he could speak. Before he could look at me. Before he could— But my throw was off. I had no one to blame for that. I wanted his heart. That was the plan. Instead, I hit him and felt something tear inside myself. The Moon has a cruel sense of humor.