Novel & Cerita Nick Scratch

The top comment read, "A trucking company employee posted screenshots of an order Ms. Sadler placed to haul away the waterlogged parts. It came even before Savannah's livestream started. How was that spun into Sadler Group trying to pass off subpar goods to their business partners?" Right after that were the group chat screenshots Rachel shared. The way Jeremy and Savannah stirred up the staff in the group was exposed in full. This time, public opinion was fully on my side. "So, that's what happened! We were all duped!" "That employee is vicious!" "What a piece of trash Jeremy Saxton is! He lived off of Ms. Sadler, yet he still backstabbed her!" Suddenly, curiosity hit me. I clicked into Sav

Rob screamed desperately as Nick punished his mate with blood sucking kisses. “C’mon Nick. Punish the slut harder,” I cheered on and dodged a flying shoe just in time before it hit my beautiful face. Soon Rob was adorned with a necklace of red hickeys around his neck and he looked ready to beat up his mate and me. “Here you go. Now you are my marked bitch,” Nick proudly claimed as he let go off of his mate. “No one will dare to ignore those and my mate mark now,” he happily announced pleased with his artwork.

Ann struggled to pull his hand from her neck. “ let me go you bastard” Ann whispered getting short of breath. “ Or what?” He smirked. “ What can you......?” he started but Ann scratch his face so hard, he loosened his grip, as one unfortunate finger entered her mouth and she bit it so hard she tasted blood. “ what the hell!” he groaned as ann pushed him away and gave him the hardest kick in the groin she could muster up. He fell to the ground writhing in pain. Ann was unsure where to go, but knew she had to leave as quickly as possible. So she ran until she jolted into someone.

they all screamed , clutching each other, practically bouncing off their seats with horny excitement. The next day, I almost ran straight into him in the hallway. “Whoa, careful there, kitten,” he said, steadying me with a hand on my arm. “You almost gave me a heart attack.” I pulled back quickly, trying to act unbothered . He chuckled. “What’s your Snap handle ?” I raised a brow. “Why do you need my Snap?” “To send you streaks of my dick,” “Bet you’d love seeing it first thing in the morning and before bed. Seven inches, huge monster veiny cock—fucking irresistible.”

~Nick~ The name’s Nick Gracen, but most call me Lightning. I’m the local prez of the Wild Ridge MC Club. It’s a title that carries weight, respect, and a hell of a lot of responsibility. I looked around the clubhouse, a place that had seen more action than most could handle. The air was thick with the scent of oil, leather, and a hint of whiskey—a comforting blend that felt like home. The brothers were scattered around, some tinkering with their bikes, others deep in conversation about our latest shipment.

“This will be healed by morning.” Cara held up her hand and wiggled her bright red fingernails. “Well, these outer scratches should heal, but this middle one,” she said, holding her middle finger up in front of Lily’s face. “This one is going to burn like a bitch.” “What did you do?” Lily screeched, as Cara laughed. “Just a little silver powder under the tip of my nail.” She examined her fingernail. “It’s all gone now though, it’s sprinkled through that little scratch of yours.”

She slapped me again. A low growl echoed in the room, piercing the deadly eerie silence that had befallen. Nick was up and pacing. He was furious at the utter disrespect from the wolf he admired as a mate. It was too much for his Alpha ego even when he was getting it from his childhood friend who had as much sanity left as was the life in Thomas. My hands involuntarily cupped that cheek. It was stinging a bit but did not hurt. I wondered if it would leave a mark. There has to be on both sides.

He had a subtle scuff near his chin. He gently scratched it with a chuckle. “You’ve grown facial hair. A mission that I’m incapable of completing,” “Oh ho, it’s very easy. You shave for a few thousand years and you might get this small grass path on your face.” “Thousand years hmmm, that sounds like a very short time,” Nicolai held his trembling hand. Dylan had a very firm hold. It was like he was reluctant to let go. “I’m very sorry… it must have been very hard for you…”

remarked Alexander casually. He slapped the green snake, causing a burst of blood mist. Then, he kicked Nickleby's senior in the stomach, producing a loud explosion. Attacking preemptively, he effortlessly broke the deadlock. In terms of strength, speed, or the application of true energy, the two were not on the same level. "Agh! You b*stard… You killed my innate parasite." Nickleby's senior flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground. He tasted blood as he spewed out some, his breath weakening.

Nicholas said in disbelief, his eyes on Rachel from head to toe. Rachel snorted, "You stingy bastard! You don't have to call me savage just because you don't want to give me your snacks!" she snapped, glancing at Nicholas with pursed lips. Nicholas just shook his head, he turned around and left leaving Rachel who was sticking her tongue out behind him.