Proud Novels & Stories

To the world Jason is a Lion, a hungry Lion, but we all know he is secretly a cuddle bear, I mean, with his whines and all. Though he was a mugger, we can't hide the fact that Jason is a very compassionate human being, maybe the most compassionate out of all the characters. Jason can also be a softie, but when he is provoked, or someone he loves get hurt, he shows the big bad wolf he can also be.

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I got neither and ended up with a spoiled demeaning owner. "I consider myself proud, you know that. So when I threw my pride away, I thought what does that make me then? Ma told me I was still the same girl. Pride doesn't just mean holding your head high. Pride is not losing sight of your goals and principles. She said my pride was my sister and that for me to do anything so I can provide for her is brave in itself so I should be proud of myself."

And then, suddenly, I felt it. It was a wave, something unlike anything I had ever experienced. It was a wave of rage, flooding through me, flushing my blood. It centered in my stomach and spread from there. I could feel my feet rooted to the ground, as if I and the concrete were one, and could then feel a primal strength overcome me, course through my wrists, up my arms, into my shoulders. I let out a primal roar that surprised and scared even me. I felt my body stretch in every direction. Felt paws hit the ground. The pain was excruciating. I felt as if I were being pulled and stretched in every direction.

When he said that I felt proud swell inside me from his words and a small smile on my face. With no thinking about what was coming from my mouth " Come in" I said turning around an started to walking to the back of the couch turn ing back to leaning on it. His eyebrow raises up as a reaction to my words . He pick up the bag in walks in the house closing the front door behind him .

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Indianna sighed, "I can't control the way he makes me feel." "Happy?" Brooke wondered. "Yes," Indianna nodded, "but also, safe." I am pretty amazing if I do say so myself. Thanks for killing the mood. You're very welcome.

I can’t see anything behind these layers of guilt, shame, and disappointment I feel for myself. The waves of anger which radiates from the hulking body a few feet in front of me doesn’t do anything to help, he is only making it worse. If Adrian is this furious, how about mom? Oh God. ****

Adam laughed at his, his lips returning to my neck as he pulled off his own shirt. "I think the word you're looking for is perfect," he said, his hands sliding up my skirt. "No." I said. "That's not it..." "Sexy?" "No." "Then what?" I thought about it for a moment. "Primal." Adam smiled as he pulled off his belt. "Darling, I can show you primal..."

It should have been uncomfortable but I could only focus on how he ravaged me. “Come-” He growled. “I have never tasted anyone else. I've never wanted anyone else. So come so I can wear you with fucking pride, baby.” His nickname, something so sweet and yet possessive sent me towards that edge. But it wasn't until I saw him begin to work himself beneath me in the desperation of his own release that it finally created. “Keep. fucking. Coming.” He rasped, confining through my tremors and lowering me flat to savor every last drop. I wasn't even able to open my eyes before he was off of me, his voice heavy with lust and tight with frustration as he answered.