Pax Book 3 Novels & Stories

On our wedding night, my wife, who almost never drank, got wasted because she was supposedly too happy. Just when I didn't know what to do, my best friend sent me a long message explaining how to take care of her. I blushed, but I still followed his instructions and soothed her the way he described. Natalie, who had been making a scene, miraculously quieted down. But just as I was about to call my friend and thank him, Natalie suddenly hugged me from behind. Heartbroken, she whispered, "Ashton Hawke, you're the one I wanted to marry." As she said it, the tattoo near her heart slipped into view: a hawk with its wings spread wide. My mind went blank. Ashton Hawke was my best friend of

- I told him. He nodded and pulled several books out from one of the stacks and set them in front of me. I opened the top book and ran my fingers over the runes in the title. It was beautifully written as if each word was drawn with love and attention to detail. Now that I looked at it, it reminded me of a combination of Norse and Old English. Nerrian pulled his chair closer and pointed to the first word, speaking it in my mind than out loud in Draygonian. With his help, I repeated the word over and over again until I perfected it.

Three Months Later (Sexual Content) Drax The sun was rising here at the pack house, and the moans in the room were loud and sensual. Emerie was on top of me riding my cock just how I liked it, her breast firm as I squeezed them. She threw her head back calling my name as she brace her hands on my chest her hips moved so sensually on my cock just like an exotic dancer, fuck, her pussy was so sweet and tight. She leaned over kissing me as I hugged her, both of our bodies were sweaty and I flipped her over in missionary. I looked into her eyes and I saw her lust-filled haze as I buried my cock deep within her, we continued kissing passionately as the cool morning breeze was coming through the b

To have it build and build -it would literally kill me. The fire was barely burning in Tamner's hut. Poe still lay on his pallet of furs. His skin didn't look as pale or sickly as when I last saw him in the early hours of the morning. His breathing was even and stronger as well. Poking the fire back to life, I added another log before pulling my bag closer to search through it. I was looking for the Reinhardt book I'd brought with me. I knew it might be a long shot, but I had to see if it contained anything about those plants the witches were growing.

Never him, whatever he is planning, I can deal with it later, for now, what matters is he got the book. He approached the book, it is now laying in the ground after Jonathan was sucked inside it. He crouched down and picked it up carefully, savoring the moment. At last, the book is his, the 3rd Seal has been broken. This is it, his victory, all of his preparation, his planning, it all leads to this, him acquiring the book.

As he lifted it out, dust scattered into the air, nearly choking the both of us. “What's that Austin?” I struggled to speak, coughing out loudly. Austin walked towards the desk with the book in his hands. “The mega-ancient book," he said and dropped it on the desk. I stared at the long-aged book with thorn edges and thorn backs. I watched Austin as he opened the book, flipping through the pages that stuck together. He tried to separate one page from another, each page revealing the ancient diagrams of the extinct wolves. “Why do you need them, Austin?. All wolves there are extinct and long gone.” I queried.

"Oh my Goddess over here." The scene comes into view, the first thing that I notice is 3 dead rogues in their human form with their throats ripped out. I scan the area and see Paxton crouched down next to a figure slumped against a tree. She's covered in dirt and blood, her clothing is torn and there appears to be a broken tree limb coming out of her chest. If it weren't for the faint heartbeat, shallow breath and cracked open eyes I wouldn't think she wasn’t alive.

Berilla gasped in realization, “So this is why she broke an oath on life after death!” The witch chanted, her voice doubled and echoed. Several things swung around in the heavy wind. The book was divided into three copies and landed in front of the leaders. Both witches' eyes widened in understanding. Then it must mean all of them had these books, as one book was with the witches, one will be with the beasts, and one in the Other World with demons. The witch kept her chants going and currents in the air grew fiercer. A whirlpool was born but the people in the room seemed unbothered.

The camera zoomed in on the dad's crotch to show his cock starting to bulge as he paddled the bad girl. Amber realized the room had grown quiet. Leo and Grayson watched the screen in rapt attention. She snorted. This wasn’t even a good porno for fuck sake. Amber enjoyed a good smut film from time to time herself. But whatever, the boys seemed to like it so Amber would allow it. The plot was predictable and unoriginal. Surprise, surprise it evolved into a three way. The moans were as fake as the girl’s tits. Dad’s dick wasn’t too shabby though. But rather than arousal, Amber felt as though his panting and grunting was more indicative of an oncoming heart attack. He instructed Twin B to go dow

Nora let out a sigh feeling the weight of it creep in on her and the helplessness. He watched her sleep. He was so afraid that if he took his eyes off of her that something would happen. Pax was overly worried and whimpered every so often. It was becoming annoying. Pax was normally quiet and indifferent on most things. The only time he was really vocal was right before a kill and it was more excitement. Her black eyes lash fanned across her freckled cheek, he found himself tracing the small line of tiny brown speckles over the bridge of her nose and down to her other cheek. He was memorizing every inch of her face, her pouty rose colored lips begging for his. He quickly shut his eyes and lea