Semes Novels & Stories

Alex asked, poking a metal fork at one. "A- yes ma'am." Alex scrunched her nose in disgust. She knew it. "What's this then?" She tipped the glass of pink stuff towards him. "That's rooart. It's made from fermented moss." "It's not too bad," she said, taking a generous sip. Weylin looked away. "How old are you?" she asked in between roars of excitement from the crowd. "Seventeen cycles, ma'am." "Call me Alex, not ma'am. It makes me feel old."

7:30pm Aunt: What the hell is wrong with you, why ain't u picking my calls? 8:00pm Catherine: I called your number twice but you weren't picking. How was work today? I wont be coming to school tomorrow, I went out with my dad today, Infact, my dad is seizing my phone from me cos he said he doesn't want anything to distract me from what we want to do, we're travelling... Full update when I come back... Love you dear... See ya later

In the past, when there were no rules to govern us and we can roam freely, they divided the land of werewolves into three powerful nations; Sem, Niju, and Cinco. Sem was the land beyond the forests, where the night was shorter, and the days were longer. The people who used to live here had dark curly hair and skin that made it look like they were gold crafted directly from the sun. They were tall and muscular, to tend to their powerful herds of cow and sheep. They were a rich land full of the most expensive minerals. Their people can grow crop even in the most barren of lands.

Muna projected, her voice a melodic, childish chime in the pack link. I knelt beside her, and my clinical instincts immediately spiked. Buried in the mud were three "Celestial Seeds." They were not made of organic wood or stone; they were translucent, pulsing orbs of liquid quartz that hummed with a sixty beat rhythm so precise it felt like the heartbeat of Elara herself. They were "Biological Archives," sophisticated storage vessels that utilized resonance rather than data to preserve information.

"I know I won't. But I stick to what my grandpa said once. A man should never waste his seed since it is holy. I would just feel dirty if I wasted my seed." "Oh, boy, You have a strange way of handling this matter, Dad. However. You have a point there. I read semen contains actual nutrients including vitamin C, calcium, magnesium and potassium. There are studies that have shown that semen could act as an antidepressant in women. That's why I get sad sometimes, like I'm missing something. I study biology and I'm very concerned about my health. Unfortunately, I don't think I'm finding my charming prince fast."

Leo squeezes my hand. “Anything you wan Noves”

Life at Solus Institute? It could've been a good one, sure. That is, if you were born there, if the sterile, regulated halls were all you’d ever known. But for me? Yeah, that’s where it got a little iffy. My life before Solus was a real one, a good one. Heck, a great one. I had a mom, a whole crew of friends, and yeah, even love. The kind of messy, complicated, wonderful love that doesn’t always fit into neat little boxes. Solus Institute was just a fancy way of saying "orphanage for supernatural kids." A home for children who lost all family, who were just alone in the world. It’s got that official, clinical vibe, you know?

Deeper, harder. Beneath me she cries out, finding her release, body racked with trembles as the orgasm makes her inner muscles clench around me. I can't hold out any longer and every muscle tenses and then spasms as I empty my seed into her body. A powerful shudder rumbles through my entire body, and I groan, falling down on top of her. Burying my face in her fragrant, honey-scented hair, I feel the aftershocks pulsing through both of us and I'm reluctant to move.

Not for the first time, he was weirdly mesmerized by the fact that Emma's eyes were one green and one blue. Simon's gullet-plowing truncheon was jammed to the hilt inside Emma's constricting throat when his guttural groan reached its peak and a deluge of potent teenage cum erupted from his pulsating knob, spraying her esophagus with spurt after dense spurt of warm seed. While Simon pumped her stomach full of his spunk, Emma heard Makoto howl hoarsely behind her as he slammed himself balls-deep into her asshole one last time, his monstercock throbbing crazily inside her anal chute and letting loose another deluge of creamy semen that splashed deep within her snug dick-milking rectum, painting

I didn’t know that he was already sleeping. “I am sorry,” I said and kissed him, and let him go back to sleep. I stood up and went to the back of the bus because the toilet is at the back. I went inside the toilet and locked the door. The toilet is already for men and women. It is small but it is clean, with a mini sink and water in a faucet, a mirror, and smells good. Smells like an ocean-fresh with a little minty. Maybe it is the freshener that they put in that makes the toilet smell good. I stretched first because my arms and legs are getting numb from sitting for a long hour and then I brought my comb out and my hair tie from my pouch because I wanted to tie my hair up. When I heard a kn