Pocong Mata Melotot Novels & Stories

I asked angrily. "I told you not to cause trouble" "Did I?" "Of course, you did. Your reaction there was..." "Please, say something different" He sighed. "Ok. What do you plan to do? Most of the slots have been sold out already" I scoffed. "What do you expect me to do?" "Gilbert, we are here to get more slots" "More slots? There are only three slots with eight percent and that is too small" "Gilbert, eight percent is not too small. We can..."

I shouted as I realized I was near the top. I smiled as I smashed another barrel. Not because I was close, well, that part of it, But I was smiling because my mate had slipped free of her bindings. I’ve fought her and can admit without shame that she kicked my ass. Kong is going to regret taking her hostage. “NO ONE FUCKS WITH A D’AMORE!” My mate shouted as she raised a barrel and threw it at Kong. She started throwing more of them at him when he didn’t drop from the first hit.

Colby relaxes back this time as I work my skills on him. “That feels so good babe,” he said. I smile at that and keep on massaging his head before moving further to his shoulder. “Babe” he grunts, sending shivers to my body. I started to feel something wet between my thighs. I'm not wearing any panty underneath my dress. “Ehhh why do pregnant women have to be so horny?” I link to my wolf and she rolls her eyes at me. “Please, don’t blame it on pregnancy as we all know you’re always a horny mother fucking bitch” she retorted afterward. “

"Dark hair. Silver at the temples when he used Crown power." My fingers immediately found the streak beside my face. I swallowed. "He had that?" "Not permanently." "But silver?" "Yes." For the first time since it had appeared, I didn't want the streak gone. "What color was his wolf?" "Nearly black." "Eyes?" "Silver." "Did he swear?" Marek stared at me. "Constantly." "Excellent." Soren laughed behind us. I ignored her. "Did he drink?" "Yes." "Favorite food?" "I have no idea."

Lesley’s POV I actually wanted to laugh. He looked into my eyes, stared at my boobs – eyes widened! Tried to look me in the eyes again but failed and took another long glare at my boobs! Eyes growing even bigger! “You do realize that the mate bond is created by looking into your mate’s eyes, not her boobs, right?” I grinned, trying not to laugh out loud. Oh yeah! I had huge boobs! My nickname among the humans I knew in town, was ‘Big D’. Guess what that stands for…