Nikki St. Crowe Novels & Stories

Nikki spat as I was just refilling my cup. “Not a twerk battle again.” I heaved out. Nikki has been fond of twerk battles and dancing in general and honestly, she’s quite the monster and she would easily devour anyone. Not only that she’s gifted with a modelesque figure, but she’s also good at working the dance floor. She might not have the biggest bum out there but she surely does have the moves to back things up. “Oh yes, honey! I’m going to throw my ass out there and slay everyone.” Gritting with such confidence, Nikki pulled me once again.

The ring, the scar… could it be possible? Her contemplation was interrupted by the approach of two women who positioned themselves on the other side of the column, unaware of her presence. “Did you see her?” one voice whispered, high and brittle with disdain. “The younger Ellwood girl, in that dreadful sage gown.” “How could one miss her?” replied a second, lower voice. “She stands out like a crow among doves.” “Plain as a sparrow, poor thing. And those curves—her modiste must have despaired.”

Nikki screamed in pain. Coreen's eyes widened in horror. "What the hell?!" she yelled, backing away in terror as she watched her friend in her pain. "Someone stop her!" Two of Coreen's other friends, seeing the state Nikki was in, hesitated but then tried to intervene. However, Maxine was too consumed by rage. She easily sent them aside, making them crash into lockers. They scrambled up but were too afraid to try again.

He was mad; he could see his stray trembling, trying to calm him down. The people inside the dining hall were whispering about her. “Is she your wife, Alpha?” The guy in a black coat asked Drake. His forehead creased. “No, she’s just a stray. . .” he answered coldly. “. . . don’t give interest on her, she’s nothing but trash who happened to sell her soul to me,” he added, annoyed. Emily held Drake’s arm, getting his attention. “Alpha,” she called. Drake looked at her. “What stray?”

His deep voice was gentle and fatherly. “How come you are so much gentler than Jack and Grace? I thought snipers had to stow their emotions.” “I seek redemption for my Wild Hunt days. I won't go into details, but I am not proud of my actions. I jumped at the chance to join the Scald Crow project and right some wrongs.” Warren plopped in the chair and noticed the security camera was still operational, “Whatever took our friends is not familiar with modern technology,” He clicked a few keys and rewound the footage for about two hours. He pressed play. Nothing happened after five minutes.

Black Hole -The Breeder’s Maw 1 Inez The studio was still thick with the scent of cum and sex when my name was called. Inez Crowe. Twenty-six years old. The girl whose family named her “pure” and “holy.” How fucking ironic. I stepped onto the stage with my head slightly lowered, wearing nothing but a thin white robe that barely reached my thighs. My heart was pounding so hard I felt dizzy. After watching Maeve break that dominant woman with her tongue and Marcus destroy the Jackson twins with his three cocks, I felt completely out of my depth.