Short Bl Novels & Stories

She asked. "Karen," he said simply and gave a slight shudder. She crossed the street, her palms in a tight fist, a frown on her face, her white hair was packed in a tight bun. Though the look on her face reminded Alex of his worst nightmare but still, Alex couldn't help the laughter that bubbled in his throat. 'Karen' was a short woman, she reminded him of a funny meme he had seen last week, which had compared short people to soldier ant.

I search through the fairly large and stuffed drawer only coming across a pair of ripped booty shorts. I mentally puke, knowing that these were probably some sluts shorts that they hooked up with and ended up leaving the shorts here. "If I get an std from wearing this I swear I'm gonna kill myself." I mumbled under my breathe as I slowly opened the bedroom door. The house was completely silent, sending me a weird, discomforting feeling. I slowly walked through the large house searching making sure I was alone. "DYLAN!" I yelled hoping not to receive an answer. A smirk appeared on my face as silence flowed through out the household.

He felt proud that he was the cause of that hardness. There was this one shy boy he dated in high school, Callum. With a petite figure, light skin and cute dimples. Yes, dimples are one of his weaknesses. They had to break up when Callum needed to go to London. He never saw him after that. It was his first and last physical experience with a male.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

I turned to see him leaning against the wall, looking at me with a raised eyebrow. "To... the... I..." I stumbled over my words. "Forget it. Just be careful," he said in frustration, and I went over to hug him. My brother was a tall, muscular guy with blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and a smattering of freckles across his cheeks. He had his hair in a bun on top of his head. After our brief embrace, he nudged me towards the door. "Don't come back too soon. Lexi is coming over," he informed me.

God, why does that sound like I'm sinning? "You look nice. " Sinclair notes, bringing me out of my thoughts, and I stare at my long sleeve shirt with a few buttons opened with a skirt that goes a little over my mid-thighs, and the long black socks I'm putting on which goes up to my knees, complimented by my black sandals. Does he think I'm looking nice? "Thank you. You too. " I instantly regret blurting those words as Sinclair laughs at me, looking down at his body, and my eyes follow that movement.

2 MONTHS LATER. Brian's POV. Two months have passed and the snow has melted. Spring has come, and Millie has been getting a lot better. Her leg was no longer injured. But a scar still remained on her leg. I had been preapring for Wilson. Each day I would get up before dawn while Millie still slept and I would work out and build up my muscles. i was getting all my slaughter rooms ready for his arrival. Whoever he may bring with him would be slaughterd as well. I had to protect my Millie, she was so precious to me. So beautiful and I was not gonna let him take her away from me. It then hit me, I have been working so hard getting my castle inside and outside ready for an attack that I wanted to

“Now, you can tell me a story. My favorite is the one about Cutter’s magic book. You know that one, don’t you?” “Can’t sssay I do,” I said, still slurring a bit. “Aw, come on Minus, you know it. It’s the one where the dumbass hero biker tells the scary guy with the big knife where Cutter’s book is,” he said, pulling a giant Bowie knife from a sheath on his belt. It was the same kind Viper used on Loro, from its size to the style of the handle. “You and your b… boyfriend Viiiper get those as a mmmatching set or something?”

Turn your butt back to his uncle. Occasionally, use a small fist to punch the doorknob. Inside, there was a knock on the door. Not only was the boy startled, but his feet take a step back. Even the man was equally surprised. He turns around to talk to the little boy. “Women, taking a bath takes an hour at least. But it's not fast, please wait. He reaches out and holds his watch in front of the child. Point to the long needle. As long as the needle goes to this number. She will come out.

She watched as Bonnie curled in a ball covering her now exposed bra as she sobbed. "Shit." Lorenzo muttered before walking out the room. And shit indeed.