Slime Saint Novels & Stories

As we walked further ahead, we arrived at their home. Many of the houses the serpent clan had left behind had been blown down by sandstorms, leaving only a few broken-down structures. In one courtyard, an old beastman with a broken leg was dragging himself around, stirring something in a pot. Nearby came the sharp, abusive voice of a beastwoman—the same withered one from before. The old beastman seemed fed up with listening to her. He grabbed a fire poker and swung it at her, and she fought back just as fiercely.

Lily stated in a calm voice. They ate quietly for a short while. Then Lily opened the conversation again. "I heard that you came from Townsend. But are you not related to a certain Mr. Aster in Country S?" Lily asked. "I don't have relatives in Country S Mrs. Klatt. My family is native of Townsend. Maybe we have just similar surnames." Clive answered. "What do you do for a living in Townsend?" "We have a small farm and a small business. My father, Rico Aster, runs it."

"You like that, slut? Huh?" I blinked, trying to clear my vision. Was this man sick in the head? What was wrong with him? Why would he think I liked being slapped? Pulling up what Luigi taught me from my memory, I went for his face again. But this time, I didn't slap him. I socked him in his right eye. I felt my knuckles split, but that didn't stop me from punching his left eye too. I'd taken him by surprise and as he stumbled back, I gave him an uppercut. He growled in frustration, moving to attack me, but I quickly kicked him in the balls, watching with satisfaction as he dropped to the ground in pain.

There wasn't a card, just a tag, and I sat to open the gift. Inside a small cube box was a snowglobe, but instead of white flakes there was sand. A few tiny seashells settled to the bottom, and when the water cleared, two figurines emerged. A girl with long dark hair standing next to a guy with short reddish hair. A wooden slat sign on a post in a dune was beside them that read Seasmoke. The gift had to have been custom made and it ripped the breath from my lungs.

[HYDRO SLIME] Rank: Common HP: 80 DEF:10 ATK:15 A type of monster that can digest whatever they eat using a strong acid. They don't usually have any distinct shape and appear as large masses of gelatinous fluid. Slime vary between mediums, with some being intelligent and capable of assuming basic shapes with others being nothing more than brainless piles of goo that dissolves whatever matter becomes enveloped by their bodies. Skills: Water mimicry, 2 Combo attacks. "Skills" Water mimicry- Acts like still water to lure in prey.

“Who do you think you are to keep me against my will?” Derek didn't reply. In fact, he was stunned by the sudden outbursts. Derek's silence encouraged Lewis to continue. “I think you are feeling like Stygian. Kidnapping and threatening people like it was legal.” Paulo couldn't hold back his laugh anymore. He let out a short mocking life before controlling himself again. Derek was amused by Lewis' ignorance. “Just so you know, young man. I'm Derek Stygian.” Lewis wanted to laugh but his brain quickly calculated everything that had happened. He had never met Stygian before but everything he heard and saw here were similar to the things he had heard about him.

"Sarah has made an excellent suggestion which I'd like to implement immediately to speed up the game. Everyone who wants to participate, find a slave you wish to participate with until all the slave stations are filled. Rob will roll the dice for both the slave and the client. All slaves will then do as they have to do at once, the client will do what they need to do at the same time afterward, then everyone slide down to the next slave and Rob will roll the dice again. When you've been to every slave station, a new group will replace that one and it will start again. So pick a slave." Reggie, Marge, Edward, Chen, Mistress Dark, Sarah and Jerry found a slave station. Marge was at Ron's stati

She grabbed a stone from the ground and smashed it toward the driver’s head, screaming, "Don't touch me!" However, she missed the target, and her hands were immediately grabbed and held tightly. "You shameless woman! Still resisting!" The driver slapped Elaine hard again. He used so much force that Elaine’s face was knocked to the side. Suddenly, a dazzling beam of light shone right at them, making it impossible for Elaine to open her eyes. The driver didn't notice it. He placed his hands on her shoulders and said in increasingly vulgar words, "Hehe, I don't know how good Dave is in bed, but I can definitely show you what I can do!"

She moaned and my hands roamed her body, i massaged her boobs, and squeezed, she moaned and i sucked on her tongue bit her bottom lips she gasped and i sucked on her saliva he sucks on her lips and moved to her boobs i licked her right nipple and she shivered "James…." She moaned my name, and sucked on it like it is some kind of popsicle, i knead her left boob and she can't help but moaned louder My fingers moved to her panties, i dipped my finger in her hoe "You are wet down here" i smirk "You are ready for me then?" I slapped her ass and she whined, her eye-watering with pain and pleasure…. ************ Leon POV I ran to the reception breathing heavily "Skylar James" i said to the receptio

When Johann was finally done with his romantic getaway, he came back home and trampled all over my self-esteem like he was disciplining a mere dog. Was I just their afterthought after all? I flung my phone onto the couch in a rage. "I hate secondhand men who've been defiled by other women!" This was the first time I had said such harsh words to him. Unexpectedly, Johann frowned at once as anger lit up in his fiery eyes. He grabbed my chin tightly and slapped me hard on the cheek just a split second later. He slapped me so hard that my vision blacked out for a moment. "Nancy Castro! I am the one paying for your food and your lodging! How dare you yell at me like that! Who the hell do you thin