Larry Stylinson Novels & Stories

"Yes, your face looks dry. Is your man not satisfying you well? Do you want me to help with that?" "You, rascal!" "My name is not a rascal, you forget, my name is Larry." Larry pursed his lips and smiled as a shy Stella ran away with her head down. Such a woman won't submit to your intimidation; instead, she'll fight back until she either defeats you or you defeat her. So Larry told himself that he must conquer Stella. "What are you looking at?" Alex tapped Larry's shoulder. "Looking at Stella." Larry didn't hide it: "Are you done eating?"

"Oh, yeah? You are all insecure because you may have the money, but you don't have the brain. You bully kids that are better that are better than you, because you envy them! You want to destroy them so no one will be better than you are!" Xavier obviously got offended by Larry's words. It was true, Xavier may be the son of a lawyer, but he doesn't have the brains. He can barely keep his grade on a D-negative. Landon on the other hand, he doesn't even need to exert so much effort. He was born smart. Robert watched as Larry Higgins stumble in front of the people of Sunnyville. He is the town's shoeshiner. Even he calls for Larry's service from time to time. Sometimes, Larry would fix their sin

Larry was a short, middle-aged bean counter, slightly balding and slightly overweight who had worked for Leatherbarrow for sixteen years. “For the last time Mr Matthews, did you witness Antony Leatherbarrow commit any real crimes at all?” asked Jill desperately. They had been interrogating Larry Matthews for the past ten hours and had got very little out of him. Larry had complained long and hard about how much he hated his client Leatherbarrow but he had so far given the FBI nothing they could use against him. A couple of times Jill had almost resorted to violence, the small man frustrating her to no end, but John had managed to convince her to keep her cool. “Well there was that time he ki

He asked, eyes slightly wide. “Something of that sort.” I got up. “Send it when you can and then we can move forward. And yeah, next time, let’s use our gadgets to communicate instead of doing things like we’re in the stone age.” Larry found my words funny because he laughed. “Sorry, Mr. Jay:” And then his eyes swept back to Stacy. “I’m Larry by the way!” he called after us before we were out of the door. Stacy stopped by the door. She smiled shyly, hands-on the knob. “Stacy. Sorry for disrupting again.”

The guard's voice drifted into my ears making me remove my hands from my eyes to see who he was talking to. "Huh?" I froze seeing the figure in my front, it was Alpha Kyle, the last person I had expected to be here. Was he here to make things hard for me again? I just couldn't understand what was going on and could only stare blankly. "What do you think you are doing?" Alpha Kyle growled as he stared at me. "Kneel!" Immediately, I felt an invisible pressure pressing down on me forcing me to my knees. Even though he was staring directly at me, I didn't dare to look straight into his eyes. I knew I might be whipped again if I did that. So to prevent such from happening, I had to avoid looking

Needless to say, that Alpha, was having it worse than the rest. Lucian Dannelly, my dear father-in-law has been going out most nights. He's close to the king, so he has been going often to visit him, and helping him keep order in the dungeons. My father-in-law has been retired since Ricky took over. But he can still throw a mean punch if needed.

i stutter out as he presses again on the thin skin and I cum hard panting out his name as my hips jerk, emtying my load down his throat he licks the tip then stand. "Figure out what you want Nixon because the only one whos denying this is you" he points between us and walk out of the room closing the door behind him.

His demeanor sent a ripple of unease through the girls, who exchanged apprehensive glances as they braced themselves for his instructions. Larry Wells, at forty, was a man you couldn't easily warm up to. With a scowling countenance, unkempt appearance, and a demeanor dripping with disdain, he inspired more fear than admiration. His abrasive manner and contemptuous gaze made him someone you'd instinctively avoid, rather than seek out for guidance or approval. They greeted him upon his entry. With a curt nod, Larry launched into the orientation, his voice sharp and commanding as he outlined the tasks and expectations for the serving staff. He spared no detail, his instructions delivered with a

Zainy bow his head in defeat and pays his respect to the one and only Maximo Santino. " Iris Saint is all yours Maximo " He said softly.

He snapped, biting his tongue to keep him from yelling at the poor girl. Stupid school, if there was one thing he had come to hate about the Lortal world, it was everything! From the overly chatty humans in Easton to the overbearing ones outside school and most of all Mrs Stanford and everyone on his block. Okay, so maybe he just hated humans in general. He stormed to his office, his already bad mood worsening the more he thought about the implication of Mrs Stanford's favour. Not only would he not be getting any pay but now he would lose the one time he gets to see the kids without interruption from their mothers.