Sir Pentious Human Form Novels & Stories

When we reach the mattress he drops me onto it, then follows me down, and pins my wrists above my head with one hand. The other goes back to my throat. He rolls his hips in a slow, deliberate circle that makes me see stars. “Beg for it,” he says. I laugh breathlessly. “You first.” “I think you forget, Doll, that there are a lot of ways I could punish you,” He pulls all the way out of me until just the hilt remains, his eyes flashing. “Beg for it.” “Please, Sir” I whisper, giving in because I’m too far gone to play anymore. “Please make me come.”

"This is the third person we've killed! We're not going to get ahead with our plans at this rate." Envy paced near the wall, his movements restless. "The thing is," he muttered, his tone edged with irritation, "we're wasting time. We've killed four people already, and we're still no closer to what we need. We need the perfect form to move forward. We can't go there in these shadowy spirit forms." Greed folded his arms, nodding. "A vessel. A perfect human body to hold," he said grimly. The spirits exchanged determined glances before dissolving into flickers of darkness, scattering in search of their goal. After an hour of relentless searching like dogs looking for bones. they returned, each o

However, her efforts were in vain. "Ssh ... take it easy, beautiful. You'll be fine. I want to see your beautiful true form." Ivory shook her head violently as Seth laid her down in the water-filled tub while he took off all his clothes and looked impatient. "No, Seth ... please stop your torment. Let me go. I know you're a good person, Seth, please ..." Ivory had forgotten how often she had begged the human-shaped monster before her. All this time, she didn't know that Seth was also one of Max's kind. Only, his body was smaller with terrible fur.

Peni turned on her bed nervously as she found herself in anothdf world . "You better start talking human ,or this isn't going to be funny "I told him angrily . "Ok if that's what you want I would talk,but please promise that you wouldn't pull out my eyes "He begged looking at me . "It's okay, I am not going to pull your eyes as far as you are ready to tell me the truth and nothing but the truth "Ian told him with a smile on his face while he looked at the fool that had been trying to play smart .

Siri says encouraging. My first impulse is to decline, but when neither Siri or the little stone man seemed to accept no for an answer, I get up and slowly walk over to him. He looks like a short stout man, but his huge nose and slightly pointy ears are way too big and his skin is definitely not human. But still he stands here right in front of me, as real as everything else. "Place Your hand against his".

I ask the King. He looks over and his breath catches, “No, it is not,” he replies as we all stop in the field to watch his next move. He quickly shifts into his human form and gestures for someone to come forward. Stan tenses as he sees Kinsley standing there in her human form with nothing covering her body. She looks healthy and unharmed.

Something hit me and a needle pierced through my neck. My eyelids grew heavy and my body went limp. Despite my best efforts, I found myself shifting to my human form. “What do you think? This potion works wonders, right?” A gruff voice sounded as a man with dead black eyes came into view. He was probably the head of this lair. A few more men came running, and they dragged me to my feet, kicking my shin to make me kneel. A furious growl ripped through me and I glared at the man. “Where is my mate?”

"Damn it. I can't believe I can only escape using Nefarious Deity Form. But I've managed to obtain your mind and soul's aura. The next time we meet, I'll make sure you'll suffer a fate worse than death. I won't let you die so easily." The man, who was in Nefarious Deity Form, began to glow green light in his eyes as he announced this viciously. He floated over to the great oak the muscled man had died crashing into. He pointed at the man's minced meat, and a grayish-white figure that was small in size floated out. It looked a little like the muscled man. "You good-for-nothing! How can you die just like that when the sect spent so much effort on you? Lucky for you, your soul is perfect to be

"The pendant is the only thing that allows them to shift back into human form." Rian’s brows furrowed before realization clicked into place. His lips parted as he connected the dots. "So that means our killer lost the pendant at the crime scene—" "Which means they’re either in serpent form or human form," Dev added immediately, catching onto the implications. Samir folded his arms. "But whichever form they're in right now... they can’t change back." A chill ran through the room. Ishaan finally lifted his gaze from Ashwin to his brothers. His expression had shifted—no longer dazed, no longer lost in the beauty of his mate’s transformation.

He walked back towards Sir M, his face trained solely on the product and nothing else. "You mean to tell me," He spoke, each word stark and clear cut, "That this is the creature you made an ad for? A 'being of horror, a thing of Satan, a beast'?" Sir M didn't have a chance to respond before the man continued. "Because all I see here, is a person. Last time I checked, those were rather harmless." As the clothed face slowly turned towards himself, Sir M couldn't help but gulp silently. The distance at which the man spoke of mankind sent an odd sensation down his spine.