Sans X Frisk Novels & Stories

“You—” Chris was seething, struggling to maintain his composure in the face of such vile insults. It was impossible to reason with someone so crude. “What do you want, Felix?” Xena’s voice cut through the tension, cold and steady. Felix sneered, his smile twisting into a snarl. “I want you dead! “I don’t care if the bastard in your belly is mine or not. You’re getting rid of it today! And then you’re leaving North City for good. I never want to see your face again.

Wait, I think I'm going to throw up ughh. I was about to stand up and I looked at myself and I have no clothes on. Literally nothing, not even my shorts, completely naked! Well, I do have fine lines, not stretch marks I don't have those. I looked on the other side to find my clothes and it was there.... right on top of someone. That someone is right beside me and it's a GUY! His back was facing me and why does he have no shirt on? Does he have no shorts on? Wait let me.... No no no Dianna stay away, don't look. Just take the clothes hurry and go.

The convenience store only had these, and since you asked me to go quickly, I didn't dare to go to a farther mall to buy anything! Xavier: [They’re not ordinary at all. As long as you bought them, they’re the best things in the world! I can't bear to use them, so I plan to sleep with it tonight!] Serena: [...Sleep with a bottle of shampoo?! Mr. Blaze, are you sure you only have pneumonia and not something wrong with your brain?!] Xavier: "Haha! Of course not! It still has the traces of your touch on it! You're not here, so hugging it is like hugging you!"

I was busy admiring the epitome of beauty when the teacher jolted me out of my thoughts "can you introduce yourself to everyone"Mr Williams asked ushering me to talk "right" I answered still not taking my eyes off the beautiful damsel "I'm joel frickson,I got a transfer from new city high to kimkelly high.I hope I make a good classmate to everyone" I said and the class got noisy again and whispers and murmurs were heard from the girls. Yeah I've got cool great muscular voice

She wasn’t used to this kind of behavior from anyone. "What the fuck did your damned pack do to you? This is unacceptable. You should not be this terrified," Xavier growled out. She wasn’t sure if she should answer the question or remain silent about it. "Ummm….you want me to answer that question or is it a rhetorical question?" Saphira asked with some fear in her voice. She heard Xavier growl a bit at what she asked. She flinched at the growl and tried to back away from him.

"The Tenth Life... it’s tired of hiding. It wants to be shared." ​"Do it," I said, my voice vibrating with a power I didn't recognize. ​I reached behind my back, locking my fingers with his. ​BOOM. ​The "Forbidden Touch" didn't just spark—it detonated. ​A dome of violet and silver energy blasted outward in a perfect, lethal circle. Shipping crates made of reinforced steel turned to splinters in a heartbeat. The soldiers didn't even have time to scream. One moment they were pulling triggers; the next, they were nothing but fine white ash dancing in the draft.

I could still taste the fluid dripping down my thighs. Freya's voice turned husky outside. "You should've waited. I wanted to join you." She paused, her voice sharpening. "Why do you smell strange?" I gasped slightly. Xavier chuckled smoothly. "We need soap. Come on, let's go grab some downstairs." "But I still have to pack..." "Later." His voice dropped, sounding dismissive. I felt him guide her away. Their footsteps began to fade, then suddenly stopped. "Wait." Freya's tone turned icy. "What's wrong with you?"

"There is no *this*. You're overthinking." A dark, bitter laugh clawed its way up my throat. I pushed off the counter and grabbed him by the front of his shirt, my grip tight and unforgiving, bunching the cotton in my fists. He gasped, his large hands flying up to grip my wrists, but he didn't push me away. He just held on, his long fingers digging into my skin like anchors.

I immediately broke the kiss which made him groan in annoyance. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?", I screamed as I looked at him in shock. Xavier opened his eyes and glared me. 'He ripped my skirt!' I was about to move back but Xavier abruptly grabbed the hem of my skirt and ripped it in a crude manner leaving it into shreds.

Xander isn’t far behind me, his body trembling with the force of his orgasm. XXX