Rotic Novels & Stories

His tendons stood out like wires in his neck. "Fix it," Viggo said. His voice was a low-frequency vibration that rattled my own ribs. "Terminate the rot." His muscles locked. He tensed his quads, preparing to swing the ten-kilo mass. "No," I said. My vocal cords were steady, but my throat felt dry—a raspy scrape in my windpipe. Viggo froze. His pupils were dilated, the Red of the Feral Rot still visible in the iris, flickering with a chaotic heat.

"The Gray Rot... he said I can heal it." "Sofia, that's impossible. The Rot is a cellular collapse caused by vampire-tech exposure. There is no cure," Zilo said, even as he rushed toward her with a scanner. He ran the device over her hand and gasped. "The molecular structure... it’s rearranging. You’re carrying a localized restorative field. If this is true, we can save the children in the sub-wards. We can save the veterans."

I reassured him with a grin. "And you're going to be an amazing mother too. I know that," Blake grinned back at me and I would have kissed him had Nicole not picked that moment to begin crying on my shoulder. I pushed myself from the sofa and walked into the kitchen, grabbing one of the bottles Elliot had prepared for me earlier and put it in the microwave for thirty seconds. I gently rocked Nicole as she continued to cry and even rubbed her back in an attempt to get her to calm down a little but this girl had a wonderful set of lungs on her.

They can stay for as long as they wish to. Roman had settled in his room, opened his Macbook pro, and started programming into various systems. Within minutes he could identify who Jack was and what had happened to Nicole. He was surprised to see that Jack's net worth was as much as his, but some files were encrypted, like the database for Jack's parents had been deleted, and also who in particular of the 2500 men was Jack's, right-hand man. It goes without saying, “Always keep your enemies closer.

"Are you ready Elliott?" "God yes," I translate with a smile as she signs with enthusiasm. I climb out of the bed and Carol turns off the ventilator, detaching the hose. We wait a minute to see if she can breathe on her own. After thirty seconds she starts wheezing and gasping for breath. Carol quickly reattaches the hose and turns the ventilator back on.

So the young nice waitress tried to escape Hana’s hug. On the street, Sugai aggressively kicked his leg against the tree and then immediately jumped up and down, hugging his leg, his mouth constantly rubbing "It hurts", physiological tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He wished he had super powers, released all his ranger stored in his body. There was a lot of work that he had to finish but those two people were constantly causing trouble.

I said. His smile widens. “Dr. Air Rooke, the Cardiologist of Storm.” He said. He’s more like a toothpaste model to me because of his perfect set of teeth. Air Rooke. Wait! His name is familiar too. My eyes widens when I remember who he is. He’s— “Are you going in?” he asks. I shook my head. “I see… can you excuse me then? I need to check the patient’s condition.” He said politely.

My eyes widen more when he said that was our Alpha . I stepped back to the counter as my brain is trying to register the words I heard from my uncle mouth . Looking back at him as he walked in the kitchen and he eyes are dead set on me and only me like I'm his next meal or something. Looking over to my sister's and the shocked look on their faces and turn my head to my uncle with the same look on his face too. Then all their eyes cloud over for a mindlink then they all got up and left the room with all worried looks on their faces. Once the door closed I look at the Alpha or should I said mate. He started walking to me and I felt the waves of power that rolled off him , but I didn't scare me