Mr Softee Killer Novels & Stories

Chris Bradford—that's… that's Killer. Shit!

A smile curved at the corners of my lips and I pulled my legs apart for him to explore. He didn't take his eyes off me and then, I felt movement at my entrance. Without looking down, I could tell his d¡ck was positioned on me already and all he needed to do was give a push but he didn't. Mr. Pompous stretched his frame closer to me and had his face in front of mine to ask, "You know Sofia, I'm a murderer... I'm a very bad person" Oh, Jesus Christ! Why bring this up right now?

Spitting at him, my mom shouted with a gloomy look in her eyes, "Get lost! Go away! You have no right to mention Lydia's name! You murderer! It's your fault! You killed my baby Liddy!" Tears streamed out of the corners of Caleb's eyes. He gripped his head in pain as he said shakily, "I'm sorry… I'm sorry, Mrs. Wells… I didn't know… I didn't know that was Liddy's urn… I didn't know she'd die because of this! She should be fine… She had to be… "I didn't mean to hurt her… I just… I just wanted her to compensate for the wrongs she had done in the past… Mrs. Wells, can you please give me a chance? I'll make it up to you…"

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

Anyone who saw him for the first time would never imagined that he was the terrifying man who had control over all of Eastblue state's underground organization for more than 30 years. Jate Woods smiled. "Coming here to have a tea is my honor." He walk into the pavilion and sat down without waiting to be asked. He narrowed his eyes and smell the tea. "It is really good tea. Looks like I've come at a good time." Killer was standing not too far away. His expression was icy and was as cold as an iceberg. Killer is the secret weapon of Mr. Howards in terms of security. He was a highly skilled fighter that can even kill an buffalo with just one punch.

His gesture made it seem like she didn’t want to miss a single detail of my story. “I-” I thought back to the moment when I was with Tiger, the cat's name that I came up with this morning. “I wanted her to live.” “And you thought about it when you stroked her.” It wasn’t a question. It was more like a blatant statement coming from him, like my story was proof that I am a witch. I shook my head. “That’s not enough to convince me, Doctor Kusher.” “Killer Smile.” Doctor Kusher said. With just those two words, he made me freeze on the spot.

well groomed… sweet and kind. ‘Oh my fucking god, he’s gay!’. Sophie screamed, causing everyone to turn and look at us, including the teachers. Toby sat with them today. ‘Shut the fuck up and sit down!’. I scolded her. I took my phone out again and sent another text; Oh and... I made you gay. Better than banging an underage student ;) Love you x As soon as I sent the text, I couldn’t help but steal a look over my shoulder. I saw him read the message and he raised his eyebrows in confusion. I couldn’t help but laugh and continue eating my lunch. I got a text back pretty quickly;

I can feel his member almost touching me down there but he just keeps teasing me. I suppressed my moan when he licks my ear and squeeze my boobs hard before ripping my tank top just like the condition of the woman’s clothes earlier. “I am mad because I was accused as a killer and then now a cheater? Hmm,” he whispered before teasing my clit using his fingers. I cannot help but to moan but he placed his three free fingers to my mouth to shut me up and suppressed my moan. “Do you want a rough fuck, hon?” he teasingly said while still teasing my clit. I don’t know what to feel anymore I just want him to enter me right now. I push my body and grind against his fingers because of so much sensatio

“Tough guy, are you? Sure, I’ll beat you where your girl can’t see you. Then I’ll come back for her.” “I won’t let you lay a finger on her.” Cyrrus’ voice was soft… but for some reason, something about it triggered Aria’s senses. She frowned despite herself. She was standing behind him, so she couldn’t read his expression. Even so, for a split second, she thought she sensed… a flash of killing intent. It was a bloodthirstiness she knew too well as a hired killer herself. But did it really come from this cushy pushover of a rich kid?

I said, looking straight into his death stare. “No?” He shook his head slightly and continued, “Every whore works for someone. Is it the madam of an underground whorehouse that is in need of money or one of those useless scumbags that want me dead?” His upper teeth grazed his lower lip, biting down enough to deepen the curve of his mischievous smile as his eyes gleamed with a dark amusement. At that moment, I carefully slid my hand into my purse and collected the tracker without him noticing, but I had to distract him so I could attach it to his watch.