Sera Beak Red Hot And Holy Novels & Stories

"Scared?" Am I? I drag my head in a sluggish shake. "Be honest, Ella. This beast is no joke when it comes to this. And I don't want regrets. So tell me honestly. Are you ready for this?" I swallow hard, gawking at him, while he awaits for my response. It's too hot in here, suddenly. I'm burning. And I love this beast, as he calls himself. So...

The look of surprise on her face suggested Zayden hadn’t imagined the setting in front of him. Dhara was actually glowing with a slightly bluish tint. “Impossible!” Jules gasped, her eyes almost as wide as saucers. She pushed the chair back with a jerk, the poor thing overturning behind her. “You found it. But how… how’s that possible?” “Found who?” Zayden glared, unable to peel his gaze off Dhara. She was glowing, like a moon goddess herself. “The divinity never fails to amaze me,” Jules chuckled maniacally, tears of awe glimmering in her eyes. “I can’t believe she actually exists.”

Hovering in the air before she shrieks again, her wings erupting into red and gold flames, she dives towards us. Serana!

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

She almost threw the eagle away again when, " Don't... drop me off again please, it hurts " The eagle pleaded. " Oh sorry " Phoenix apologized again. " You can fucking talk?! " She exclaimed in shock. " Yeah I can, are you surprised? " The eagle chuckled lightly. " Have I gone mad? " Phoenix didn't even know when the question left her lips. " No, you haven't. You're perfectly fine " " Then how come I can hear you talk? " " That's the power you possess as a Red Phoenix " The eagle replied, perching on her shoulder.

My nipples pebbled beneath the cheap material, and my sex clenched, desperate to be stuffed full of werewolf cock. "Little Red, I want you to run, and run fast because I'm going to chase you down," he spoke with a dark raspy husk. His cock gave a jerk in approval, his length thick, veined, and creaming at the tip. "One, two, three," he counted.

the driver asked. “In the Light Bar,” Aisha responded. She thinks she might go to the bar and need a drink to forget what happened a while ago. “I will fucking kill that girl with your husband, Aisha! I will fucking kill her! How are they making you cry, and that asshole! How dare he hurts you?!” Kai—her wolf, was understandably more aggressive than usual. Aisha held onto her chest; she could still hear the loud beating of her heart; Kai was about to go and take over her body, “Calm down, Kai. I settled that already; keep quiet,”

The hag whispered, leaning in to whisper in my ear with her forked tongue so that I felt something slither on my neck briefly before her words sent a chill down the length of my spine. “I think it's a hybrid's done it, Mr. Bayes, a Magi. An abomination.” Ma Jules whispered and I inhaled a sharp, burning breath.

I know that War has hone-colored eyes, Death has scarlet-colored hair, and Pestilence’s eyes are two different colors. Each woman steps forward with their dove-colored wings extended and flaming swords held tightly between their fists. War’s eyes, armor and sword, are the color of crimson. Deaths are black, and Pestilence’s glow neon green. I smile at each woman. “War, Death, Pestilence. It has been a long time.” They each give me a respectful bow keeping their swords at their sides. War steps forward and looks me over, “Estamos aqui para tu servicio, hermana.” We are here at your service, sister.

The lady answers and starts chanting some magical words. Becky looked at the glass ball with intensity. The glass turns red and smoke starts coming out of the glass. The stinky smell irritates the Goddess's nose and it again choked her breaths. “What kind of smell. I was choked with this air. What is this” she asked while holding her throat which was unable to voice out? She starts to cough badly with the stinky smell.