Minions Stories Novels & Stories

I inform her of the most important rules around here, just to keep her head up and pretend that she's not hearing anything. "Okay," she mumbles, and I knocked on the door, waiting for permission before walking in. "God no, not you..." Tatiana says, we just came in, she couldn't be that mad at us, it's a new record for us then. "What did we do?" Mini asks her confused. "Not another Black, two this time, why don't you just take over? I'll happily leave," Tatiana says and Mini just giggles. "You're funny," she says, maybe she's feeling a little right now, I sure hoped she was feeling little.

"You're the only person I've ever met who does laugh at me." "Except for Lucy." They both laughed and Abbey launched into the details of her life starting with birth. She thought it was going to be short, but Nick kept asking questions and offering comments. Then he began his own story and she learned that his family had been well off, but he'd rebelled when he finished school and disappeared for a few years, preferring to hang around the beach and surf with his mates. He glossed over that period of his life rather quickly, Abbey thought, but she decided not to ask him any questions about it. Not yet. Perhaps one day...

” Minion 1 shouts. I couldn’t help the giggle that tumbles out of me as I make my way back over to him as he gets up from the ground. “I’m sorry, did I kill your little friend? My bad.” I say. Minion 1 goes to strike at my face, but I block his jab and aim my own jab at his rib cage, hitting him twice in a row and making a rib crack. He doubles over, and I take the opportunity to land an elbow to the back of his neck making him drop to the floor.

When Belinda and Ace finally got to where Rita was sitting, before either of them could utter any word, David and Junior quickly recognised themselves from the other day they played together at Junior’s school. The innocent kids ran towards each other and screamed back at their parents saying, "Mummy see my friend!" To be continued...

Because of that, I started the opposite of whatever they told me. I got into a lot of fights, I did things I wasn't supposed to do, I flunked my classes, but no matter what I did, I still felt trapped in the cage that my parents confined me in. It was hard to escape, but that was until I found something I actually wanted to do.

But now… “Great! Now that’s done let me explain the rules of the new game. You are going to tell me a story. All you have to do is survive the story. Simple right?” Of course, it was not as simple. Anderson knew very well that anything concerning a demon would not be as simple. What was worse, this particular demon was very different. So, who knew what twisted game of story telling the demon had in mind? Anderson nodded warily at the demon’s enquiry. Whatever was coming he knew very well the odds would be against him as such he had his guard up. It was funny; He was rather feeling like the trapped one.

He wanted to tell Ethan to shut it and read a book if he really wanted to know more about them but Gwen had earlier warned him that he must answer all their questions and he must be nice to them. She went on a leave for a period of time as she was pregnant. "Shades is a separate division of Hero League that was brought up because Hero League needed a stronger mechanism to battle rogue heroes," Aiden replied and stood up, picking up their sheets as he walked towards the door. "You're free to leave now, I have another appointment," he told them and left. Ashley faced Suzanne. "Hey, you're a Rolex aren't you? How did you get your powers?" She asked.

Story Note: “Room for One More” is a standalone short from my erotic collectiona mix of intense, sensual, and sometimes forbidden stories that explore the raw edges of desire. Each story introduces new characters, new fantasies, and unapologetically explicit encounters. This particular tale features a taboo dynamic between step-siblings, told with heat, dominance, and no holding back. Reader discretion is advised. *************************************************

Or eat at its flesh bit by bit. Trolls, ogres, goblins, and other Unseelie, use elves and fae for breeding or as slaves. Not to mention cannibals and dark powered once. Luckily most of them live on the other side of the mountains. We live more in valleys or light woods, still, younglings are fiercely protected. Warded or wearing amulets, like silver bracelets with chiming bells. From our first years, we are told stories about dark ones. The vividity of a kid's mind prevents you from trespassing the forbidden territory even in adulthood. The fairies who did rarely came back, and if they do, they’re never the same.

'I'm not your minion! She moved closer to Ryan. 'I don't mind being your minion, Ryan,' she said sweetly. Ryan went to stand beside Aiden. 'I'll rather choose poop to be my minion than you,' he replied icily. Suzanne flinched, taken aback, hurt. 'You're a poop!' Ethan shot back at Ryan in disgust. 'That's enough now,' Aiden cut in, stamping out what seemed like the beginning of an argument, a heated one at that.