Shadow X Amy Kiss Novels & Stories

“You think you’re the only one?” “You wound me, Delia,” Gray chuckles. She slaps his arm playfully, letting him know it's time to get serious. He straightens up, as all signs of amusement snap from his face in a split second and holds still while she goes to work on the chain in his hands. She places both of her hands a few inches above the metal and whispers some incantation until a low blue glow can be seen from underneath her palms. When the glow fades she moves her warm copper brown hands and sighs.

Willow was seated next to the client, Cameron Shuttle, and her boss motioned for her to give a toast. “Here’s to you, Mr. Shuttle.” Willow downed the shot, the strong liquor searing her throat. “I’ll drink to that.” She had observed countless instances of subordinates ingratiating themselves with their superiors while with Roy, so she was more than capable of playing the part. However, she did not expect memories of Roy to surface now. With a returned toast from Cameron, the mood lightened. Then, someone suggested that Willow and Cameron take a love shot together.

Proof that shadows were closing in. I leaned into Victor’s chest, his arms wrapping around me like armor. “Promise me,” I whispered. “Promise you won’t let this destroy Elysium.” He pressed a kiss to my temple, fierce and reverent. “I promise. But understand, Cassie—whoever dared to touch you like this… they’ve already declared war.” And in that moment, with Victor’s heartbeat thundering beneath my ear and the photos burning a hole in my thoughts, I realized something terrifying.

Amanda exclaimed;sounding more like a heartbreaking moan. "Amanda." "Why did you just leave me and walk away?!" Amanda exclaimed louder. This time, her body began to tremble. And a knife in her hand--which had been hidden under her jacket--was pointed directly at Alicia. Alicia gasped and hurriedly exclaimed, "It's not like that, Amanda!" because she knew Amanda was an expert at throwing knives.

I hear myself say out loud, still stroking my dripping pussy and Amy nods tired, eyes half lidded. She looks like she just had the best time of her life, and nothing has been done to her properly yet!. “Should we try something?“ Killian asks both of us and meets my eyes with a devious smile on his devilishly handsome face…this is the man who's treating my twin as an angel. “What should we try daddy?“ Amy asks, finally gaining a bit of boldness, I love this look on her. She's on the chair, legs spread and pussy lips glistening with her own juice and cum, the only thing left is to take off that top.

The packs that had been my enemies, especially the Blood Moon Pack, immediately started going after Amy. The same things that had happened to me started happening to her. Half a month later, as I baked wild berry cookies for some travelers by Aurora Lake, one of them brought news: "Did you hear? The Darkshadow Pack's new Luna, Amy, was killed by their enemies. They say she was tortured for three days and nights." After they left, I went to the lake's edge. Watching the crows fly over the water, I realized that the Darkshadow Pack, Amy, Adam... those names felt like they were from another lifetime.

The hitman’s question hung in the air, unanswered. Amy remained silent, and she gave Paul a blank stare. She tried not to show any emotion. Because she knew Paul wanted to see tears. Paul’s eyes were fixed on Amy’s face as he continued to chatter and ramble like a drunken cowboy. The hitman studied Amy’s face, scanning for any signs of weakness. Paul enjoyed speaking harshly to Amy, but Christina, his female alter ego, wanted to say something comforting to Amy. Christina felt bad and she had to come forth. The hitman tried to stop Christina from taking over, but she overpowered his consciousness.

The lady grinned at herself in the reflect and turned back around. “Thank you. I’m Amy, by the way.” Cassie held out her hand on intuitive. “Cassie.” Amy took her hand and shook it with a firm grasp. “Let me get your number so I can provide this back to you at a few point.” “Actually …” Cassie rectified her shoulders a small. “I didn’t cruel to listen in … but my companions and I caught you say that your brother claims a club nearby?” Amy flickered. “Oh! Definitely, it’s a small pet extend he’s been working on.”

Amy welcomed me with a glare when I went back to our table. What is this? I didn't think Karma would hit her in the face so soon. I snorted. "Are you aware how long you were gone? I was freaking worried something bad happened but I was tied to my seat because I feared someone would spike our drinks. I tried calling you but it said you're busy. You,"... She stopped midway. "You are glowing. It's as if you just have an orgasm," she commented. Of course, she could tell in an instant. Amy has a hidden talent for recognizing a face after a satisfying orgasm. When she saw me flushing at her words, her mouth hung open.

he whispers possessively in a pleasure-filled tone and Amy scoffs, jolting herself out of her trepidation, and also reminding herself that no one has the right to pop her cherry if that person is not Ace. “You wouldn't even go to heaven even if you do not commit me as a sin, so get those crispy thoughts out of your head and come help me with this.” he pointed to her legs that were hurting and Axel stares at her ridiculously, the pleasure In him intensifying even more. “Your words ignite the urge in me, Amy, let me have you.” he let out in a low whisper. Something that could make her tremble into his arms, but she didn't move an inch, she was out of the moment where she was constantly thinkin