Maid Mga Nobela at Kwento

Holds the doorknob and opens it with a single swoop. "Aaaaa!!!"

ACE I surveyed Miranda from the corner of my eye as I drove to her apartment. She was nervous and she could deny it all she wanted but I saw it in the way her pulse hammered against her skin at the crook of her neck, in the way minuscule beads of sweat clung to her temple, and in the way she kept fidgeting or biting at her lower lip that now sported red cracks because she wouldn't stop chewing at it.

She bent down to look closely at the mirror and laughed happily, "Found it." Hana punched the glass on the window hard, and the furniture inside the room slowly appeared. A large box was set in the middle of the floor. In it was a bat bound with black barbed wire. It was lying on its breath; Hana touched the rope, then she rubbed it with mermaid tears. The bat closed its eyes, breathing becoming weaker and weaker. Hana was afraid that if she didn't hurry, it would die.

" I move away standing on my feets as I feel Laura's body as cold as ice now, I drag her up on all her weight as I throw her on my back giving her a piggy back ride, Her dead body which surprisingly had not turned stiff and hard yet seems to be alive however her heartbeat is missing and her pulse intact once again, everything makes me want to go crazy as the fact that I had killed my mate, I pull up her whole weight as I take slow and cautious steps towards the door away from the pool of blood,

Jackson looked drained of life essence and suddenly picked vegetables to be an interesting subject of observation. "Stop, the cavities might kill me," Maria whined with a red face, "I suppose that's a valid compliment, Pikachu." "Uh, Pikachu?" Jackson asked with a pout, "of all things, a Pokémon specie?" "Well, you're adorable, aren't you?" Maria made bunny ears with her index and middle fingers, "pika-pika." Jackson would settle for cute. No one had ever called him cute. It rang in his head like a band of drums and his heartbeat accelerated.

Amara’s POV The shift was painful. I could not believe it. Looking at myself from the back of my mind, I realized we are huge, three tails, red and white in color. Everyone is looking at us in awe. Thinking to myself, I don’t even know her name. “Skadii,” a voice says to me. Taken aback at the response, “excuse me?” I say. My name... It’s Skadii. I am your Lycan and you are my human. Together, we will do great things, the voice replies. Not sure what to say, I just keep quiet. Looking at everyone in front of me through eyes that aren’t mine but are, I can see their... their fear and astonishment. Skadii takes one look at Blake. “Mate,” she rumbles, then snaps her jaws at Thalia. Thalia takes

It was hungry and mad for the soft touch of a lady. The only thing that was running through its mind was to fill its mouth with the taste of a woman. "Please stop." Maya immediately screamed. The two swipes of the creatures tongue had rendered her boneless and speechless. She could not believe that she wanted the creature to never stop. Sex had always been something that she loved doing every hour of her day. She was never the one to shy away from it. But the pleasure the creature had started inflicting was something she had never known existed. She was ashamed to admit that not even Vishous's cock could make her beg like this.

What a monster. ************

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

Imaya’s growl cut her off, striding over to her and pulling her off the bed, then dragging her to the bathroom. “Have fun ladies.” Silifa called from behind to which Imaya hastened her space. “Stupid human.” She muttered beneath her breath catching Vanilla's attention. “She is human?” “No shit Sherlock.” Imaya rolled her eyes, oblivious to Vanilla's wide eyes. She glanced back with a pondering gaze. How could a human be a maid in that realm and a respectful one at that, because it was glaringly obvious that Imaya was a werewolf. “You reek of sex.” Imaya scrunched up her nose. “Get yourself bathed and change into this, or do you need me to do it for you?”