Muscles And Monsters Novels & Stories

Mom was extra furious that day. The rod came down much harder than it used to be. Unable to hold it in, I howled. Mom only got angrier. "What are you screaming for? I can no longer dance after giving birth to you, so your dad got himself a mistress! And you're a good-for-nothing, too! I can't believe you only got second place… How could you have gotten second place? You want everyone to point fingers at me, don't you? In your dreams!"

The head of his cock rammed the back of my throat and I knew I would be left bruised. Then I felt it, Nathan's cock pushing against the ring of my ass. Pleasure fought against pain. Pain won. I screamed with Roman's cock in my mouth. “Take it out, please…” I screamed some more but nothing was heard. They paused this time. Letting the walls of my ass clench and unclench around him.

Alessio rasped against his lips. Noa’s breath hitched. “I’m” “Say it.” “I’m fuck I’m yours.” “That’s all I care about.” His hands slid under Noa’s shirt, pressing against the bruises, the stitches, like he needed to own every broken piece before the world tore them apart. Noa’s gasp cracked in his throat. “We’re monsters.” “Then let’s be monsters together.” They devoured each other, tearing at buttons, dragging desperate moans from each other’s mouths, clawing past the blood and the lies, needing something real.

She stepped behind him, moving slowly, carefully, deliberately, like approaching a wounded lion. “You need to calm down,” she said, laying her hands softly on his shoulders. He didn’t react at first. His muscles were locked, stiff as stone beneath her touch. But she didn’t pull away. She rubbed small circles into the tight cords of his neck, and his shoulders, feeling the heat in his body, the anger and fear bound so tightly it was hard to tell where one ended and the other began.

I muttered, scared that if the monsters spread how I had come to Raven's room, it'd get to the hearing of both Lucian and Thorne. "Is that what you want?" he asked softly, cupping my face in his cold, steady hands. My eyes reached for his, and I nodded my head. "Alright. I will be right back. Once I talk to them, they won't say a word." With that, he went out of his room. With just one word from him, every monster on the fifth floor came out from their various rooms. Somewhere were vampires, ghouls, and somewhere dragons. I stood by the door, listening to the conversation he was having with them.

It was now time to put my idea in action. Since his men were 555, I multipled myself twice their number just with the clench of my teeth. Everyone had the same powers like mine because they weren't my shadows but reflections instead. They had no weaknesses as shadows which would expire with time. Reflections would keep active and strong just like the owner until you're ready to swallow them up.

I just swallowed, and I didn't feel anything because of the extreme anger in my heart, I didn't feel the bitterness of the wine . Instead of forgetting one by one, the problems I was facing entered my mind, I remembered the person who called me earlier ... Flashback Cring cring cring Hello? Including lines Sir you need to back here our company is already losing money because there is no proper management the employees are leaving because the company is gradually falling apart .. Okay go ahead in the next few days I will be back there .. I'm comfortable with what said that because all I know is that the man who killed mom will be caught ..

I tighten my grip on David and ask, "Your proclamation—what's the big picture? Where do you see this going? I'm curious, Alpha Nicodra. Do you have any specific ideas regarding how exactly you're going to resurrect our culture?" He lifts his glass to me and says, "I'm happy to hear your interest. My ideas are truly rooted in our conformity to a way of life that was simply not built on the beings we are. Frankly, Brigette, we are not human. In all honesty, we're monsters—at least to them, at least in our physiology." "Monsters," I repeat, tasting the word on my tongue.

My eyes betrayed me and followed the length of his stomach, the smooth skin that now bore no trace of last night’s pain. He glanced down casually. "Oh. Yeah. Told you I wouldn’t have any remnant of yesterday’s event." I scoffed, mostly to cover the fact that I was still staring. "So… what exactly are your powers? Do you just magically heal everything?" Leonidas tilted his head, settling his arms behind him as he reclined slightly against the headboard. His muscles bulging out and pulling my eyes over to them.“Not everything. Just the flesh. Bones take longer. Pride too.”