Nebula Slut Stone Novels & Stories

I ripped her away from the fountain throwing her back against the marble statue of a weeping angel. She screamed, but I didn’t let her finish. I was a blur of teeth and vengeance. I lunged, my jaw unhinging, and clamped down at her throat. The taste of her blood was metallic and hot, the most satisfying thing I had ever felt. With a single, violent wrench of my neck, the splashing stopped. Tina slumped, her eyes wide and glassy, staring at the moon she would never see again. “Mother!” Tricia shrieked,she tried to shift, her bones beginning to pop, but she was too slow and weak.

“Because, babe… I can touch your belly button. From the inside.” Gasps. Laughter. Screams. Chaos. My jaw dropped for a full two seconds before I threw him a glare sharp enough to slice granite. “Looks like Queen Bee Joy Stone finally found her match!” someone snorted behind me, and I stiffened. Lex frowned slightly, and I panicked—did he just connect me to the infamous Stone family? But instead of calling me out, he muttered, “Oh. So you’re the legendary nerd and local prankster.” Excuse me?

Oakhaven glittered beneath the sunset—beautiful, arrogant, alive. A city completely unaware it was living through its final peaceful spring. Nebula lounged across the mahogany table beside me like a miniature emperor overseeing the collapse of civilization. His sleek black tail flicked lazily back and forth while his emerald eyes reflected the storm of notifications illuminating my screen. “The hornets’ nest has officially been poked, Host,” Nebula purred smugly inside my head. “And look at them swarm.” I swiped open the first article.

King Nebula is a party king, a fat man who knows how to enjoy the good things of life, women and money. He is a king known for his greedy and promiscuous nature, married to different wifes, owns a lot of concubines and loves expensive clothings as his bald head and long beards gave a more intimidating look to his appearance. He chuckled loudly revealing his golden tooth and the rest of his teeth which were yellow. A naked dancer sat on his lap, her boobs next to his face as he dug his face on it, a feeling of ecstasy overwhelming him.

he snarled and I glanced over my shoulder and snapped, “Don't you dare! I'm so close.” Huffing he continued and I reached the top of my orgasm and melted into it exploding all over his manliness. My walls tightened up and I smiled at him howling out his release as ropes of his seed filled me. “You're the best fuck I've ever had,” he panted as he laid over my back crushing me into the couch cushions. “Nolan has the stone and is heading to your room,” Nova growled joyously. Exhaling deeply I chuckled, forcing out his dick and some of his release out of my body.

Leena blurted out. “Possibly. It’s the heart of the tree, after all.” Luna muttered and narrowed her eyes while thinking about how to get the stones since it was buried deep in the center of the tree. Upon pondering for a moment, they come up with a brilliant idea. They both touched the tree at the same time and released some magic. Suddenly, a white and black stone appeared in front of them. Luna was mesmerized when the crystal clear stone shone brightly at her, who seemed waiting for her to take it. Whereas, in front of Leena is a dark stone that releases a dark aura and keeps calling her to take it.

Stanley said, "My people looked into it. Mr. Stone's appearances in Silverton have been brief and infrequent. There was one verified sighting in Northspire, where he helped establish that group's territory. That alone rules out Oscar as Mr. Stone himself. "As for Mr. Stone's true identity, I think a conversation with Frank of Northspire would answer that question. He's running things up there now, isn't he? He would know." The sisters accepted the explanation without hesitation. Carla spoke. "Speaking of which, Stanley, Mr. Stone also appears to have ties to Draconia. There's a girl from the slum district who apparently has his backing, and somehow she ended up becoming Draconia's CEO." Amar

"Stone has never once used my body. He has never once treated me like trash or made me feel like I was a mistake. Yes, his life is dangerous. Yes, he has tattoos and a criminal record and a motorcycle club that terrifies this town. But inside that compound, behind those heavy iron gates, that man treats me like I am the most precious, sacred thing he has ever held in his hands." "Tessa, you are completely brainwashed by these thugs—" Tyler started to shout, his face twisting with a fresh wave of anger. "No, Tyler, for the very first time in my life, my eyes are completely wide open," I cut him off sharply, my words hitting him like a physical blow. "You think you are better than him because