Quagmire Strong Arm Novels & Stories

While James was loading his silver into his gun I used my foot to land the guy to my right straight in the place no foot should ever land, but it was enough to have him rolling around the floor, groaning about how he would never have children. I thought that bitch had killed you. I told Blake before I twisted myself so that I held the arm of the other guy behind his back, bending it in a direction which shoudn't have even been possible and without thinking about it, I kicked him in the back of the knee so that he was back on the floor. "You touch me again and I will break every bone in this arm," I whispered menacingly in his ear as I pulled it a little tighter, feeling the bones in his wris

Thank you all for reading my book. This is my second book on good novel and I hope you all enjoy it. 'Quagmire' is a romance novel which possesses a lot of twists, turns, complications but still enough romance to keep it interesting and thrilling. The book is an entire work of fiction and is not intended to make mockery or downgrade any kind of individual.

Cause I know of some people who would have got the need to use the toilet at the feeling of nervousness. "Adamu! " He called out as he kept horning. Suddenly a man in an army coloured uniform opened the gate. "You are late but not too late" The man I guess must be Adamu said. I was expecting the man to smile but I don't think he has ever smiled in his life before. He was really dark and tall, with a large scar on his cheeks. "Whatever" kene replied as he drove into the compound. I was marvelled at the sight of the building, It was really huge and beautiful. Even though the White colour used for the painting made it look odd. The way it was fenced will make anyone passing by wish to have a lo

Still, he firmly believed that I had to be alive, and he was going to find me no matter what. Suddenly, a stray bullet whizzed right past him, grazing his arm. Vernon felt a sudden sharp pain in his arm as blood began seeping out of his skin and into his clothes. Yet, he never stopped. He just gritted his teeth and continued moving forward. After what felt like an eternity, he suddenly thought he heard someone calling my name. He immediately looked up and saw that I was safe and sound and still in one piece while giving out orders to the medical personnel there.

Just feeling the caffeine enter my body was good enough. "Feeling better?" Hunt asked, leaning forward and drinking from his own mug. I nodded and then got down to finishing the rest of my sandwich and coffee. When I was done, I felt warm inside and happy too. It'd been long since I'd felt either of those things. "We'll be moving the traps further into the woods this year," a burly man in a red and black plaid shirt said as he walked into the store with a rifle in his large hand. He wore a dirty brown cap over his head with thin strands of dark hair sticking out front underneath. There was something about him that reeked of danger. I could smell it all over him along with the strong stench o

Tortured. Find my apprentice. Find Quin Kaylus. Capax Infiniti. Breathing heavily, he forcefully grabbed the shoulder of the blonde woman and intensely looked at her straight in the eyes. A low guttural sound escaped his mouth, as he hissed. "Now, tell me! Where the hell is this ceremony going to be?!," he snapped at the woman without being aware that he shouted loudly, his mind overwhelmed with his distraught emotions and grief. The maid was frightened at his sudden demeanor and was shaking badly, but his grip was too tight she had no choice but to answer him.

Charlie sneered and said, “Martha, I’ve read the information about your two sons. They are indeed not very smart and can even be said to be a bit stupid, but it doesn’t matter. I can see that the two of them are well-fed and have two arms. Ten Thousand Armies is building its own permanent base in Syria, and there is a shortage of people who are physically strong and simple-minded to do the hard work there. The two of them are perfect for the job.”

she cried out, struggling with Strong-Arm. Infuriated by her nagging, Strong-Arm slapped Mora's face. Smack! “Bitch, keep quiet, if not, I am going to kill you” he threatened aggressively, and dragged Mora along. Mama Sarah sprang to her feet with all her strength, “let her go” she protested weakly. The oldest cultivator sneered, “you still have the strength to bargain, it seems like I have been too lenient on you” Mama Sarah ignored him and staggered forward, “let her go now” she barked.