Smut Storie Novels & Stories

"The massive black one that attacked us?" "I fought it," I said, the lie coming easily after years of practice. "Tracked it after your call, found it near the eastern ridge." I let them see the wounds covering my body, the deep claw marks and bite wounds that would corroborate the story, while carefully editing out the crucial details. "It had already killed Sandra?" Damon's voice cracked, his hands reaching for her like he needed to confirm she was real. "No," I said, adjusting my hold on her possessively. "It had swallowed her whole, I don't know why, maybe planning to carry her somewhere, but during our fight it regurgitated her."

“Don’t call me sweetheart, and it’s not book p**n. It’s called smut.” “Smut,” I repeat. “Such a fancy way to say p**n, huh?” I tilt my head, still holding the book out of her reach. “So tell me, what’s the smut doing to you?” “Kai, stop.” She pauses, eyes narrowing like a warning. She’s too mad at me for the shit I’m about to pull, but I don’t really care. It’s either this or I let her bury herself in her precious smut while pretending I don’t exist, probably imagining the two of us as the lead characters anyway.

"What are you doing here? How did you even know about this place?" "I'm a cop, remember?" "Still, it's dangerous for you to be here." "What are you doing here? What do you do? Or, do you wanna tell me you've been locked in here for years doing nothing?" "I work with a scientist. We're making a virus." He confessed. "A virus?" "Yeah, he made one ten years ago and the boss sold it. This one will be made and then spread through New York and eventually, the world. Then, we'll present the cure for a price."

And then I heard about Verimiyan from the local wood cutter that there's a beautiful city which is the only place left in the world where you can live peacefully. But that was a lie, I mean the city is beautiful but there's no peace either. I had 7 gold coins at that time when I first came here. I bought a statue made up of an ordinary marble with 2 gold coins and I sold that in 8 gold coins with a lie. I just said that the statue is made in the North district from a rich marble, and the person who bought it from me was easy to convince.

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She lifts it to look at it then looks up at me. "Smut slut?" she asks. I chuckle a little and nod. "That's what's kind of embarrassing. The type of book it is. When we first showed up, we thought it was a fantasy war kind of book. Turns out, it's smut." I say. "What's smut?" she asks. "A uh... descriptive romance. Literary p**n. Cliterature, if you will." I say with a grin. I watch as she processes my words, her face going from scrunched and confused, to surprised until a wide smile splits across her face.

Chapter 000 To get a superpower, I joined the survival game. But a small system glitch changed my mission in the Soul Trial from the universal “Survival” to… “Slay Sitri”. Sitri is the great prince of hell who reigns over sixty legions of demons. And his specialty? He creates love between two souls from thin air. When I first met that devil, he smirked with those fox eyes, taking pride in holding the hearts of all mortals in his hand.

It was clear that the occupants of the cottage did not like her presence. “G-good evening, Sir. I’m so sorry to bother you." The woman suddenly became polite. With great difficulty, she tried to stifle her rumbling breath. “My name is Amber and I am not a bad person. I came to this country to meet Adam Smith. But as it turned out, I got cheated. My stuff was taken and I was abandoned in this frosty forest.” While clenching his jaw, the man brought his head closer to Amber. “I’ll ask again. Can't you read?"

he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll

The butterflies in her stomach are disturbing, it felt like the time she is having them. "I love it when you pretend to be coy"he confessed . She was about to talk when he continued. " I want us to visit my croft today. It is not that far from here so we will use bikes . " He informed her. He got the croft as a gift from his father when he was getting hitched. And now he wants to share a moment with her there . "Oh My God"She exclaimed. Hussain has been surprising her with different things since they arrived. "You have a croft? As in a croft farm "She questioned. "Yes"He replied smiling , playing with her hair as she watched through the window.