Smuts Novels & Stories

He stopped a few steps away from the boy. Cigarette's smell invaded his nose, and August controlled the urge to cough at the smoke blowing out of Drake’s mouth. August was captivated. Drake looked like a college student. His long blonde hair was going wild in the wind. The green eyes that never paid attention to him are now staring at him, in a way that made him a little flustered. August could pay anyone who tells him what’s going on Drake’s head at that moment. He wondered why Drake’s lips haven’t lost that carmine color even though he is a smoker since he knew him. Although Hunter is his friend and often hangs out with him despite their family’s rivalry, he never got the chance to interac

Acre asked "Well daddy I just wanted to tell you that I'm gonna get a mate" confused Acre replied "Well yes, one day you will sweetie" "Yep," Lanna said nodding "His name will be Samual" Chuckling I add "So you know his name?" "Yep and he's gonna have a big black wolf called Samson" "How do you know this sweetheart?" Sky asked as Lannagot up off the couch and headed back to her bedroom "Oh, aunt queen Lanna told me, oh and tomorrow she said we should go to a place called the hard rock cafe for chocolate fudge cake."

he gave me a purple coloured fruit. " Thank you" I said as I ate the fruit, it was cold in my mouth " hmmmm it's delicious" "What's this one called?" I asked " It's called Cula friut" he replied. " I love it, I love them all apart from the red fruit I ate earlier" I said I could still feel the bitter taste on my tongue. Prince Liam laughed holding his stomach. It was the first time he was laughing and he looked more like Master Derek. " The Rodar friut , it's a medicinal friut. We usually give it to people who are in pains or in coma" he said and then something clicked on my mind.

turned around and went back to the front door to lock it. After he made sure that their home was secure he continued to run after his sister until he was right by her side. He looked ahead of them. In the not so far of distance he could see the line where trim country grass from the Farmers Open Fields met with wilderness. Such a difference between the two pieces of land. Almost like different worlds. There was a flimsy wooden gate between the farmland and Forest that seemed to be holding the later back from oozing into their village. They had entered the forest quite a few times before and they always entered in the same place right there. Where country meets wilderness at the flimsy gate.

Gem spits while standing beside mom who is shaking "Haahaa oh yeah we can see you need breaking in, well don't worry cheery pie there's plenty of us whos willing to oblige, and as for this chocolate muffin," he says nodding to mom "well i don't usually like them older but Mmmmm i think ill have a bite of this one",

Bozo found a stone from the fallen building and relaxed his weight. He tucked his sword under his armpit and with his free hands took out his snuff-box from his pouch. He taped the coverlid and scooped a large portion into his nostrils with his index finger. The electrifying rush that went from his brain to all parts of his body made him shiver as he groaned with pleasure. The people of Umunta have become his favorite. They were skilled in grinding the tobacco smoothly and the lack of adulteration made him fond of their product. Unlike his previous sellers who often mix the tobacco with colorants and other useless leaves, this was the best anyone could ever ask for.

(smiles) A. Gupta

Warm tears soaked into my shirt, matching my own that slid freely down my cheeks. Our smiles were real, but strained at the edges, stretched thin by everything we'd gone through. And still, they remained. There was hope, flickering, fragile, yet fiercely clinging to life. It wasn’t the kind of hope you could rely on, not with someone like Fabri standing in our way. But it was there, small and stubborn, like a flame refusing to be snuffed out in a storm.

Markéta has the most advance defense against supernaturals, particularly vampires and demons. It’s because the headmistress of the school was a high-ranking member of House of Hecate. That’s why a magical barrier surrounded the entire school. For some reason, humans trusted witches and wizards more than other supernatural beings. Maybe because, aside from being immortal and having magical powers, they looked a lot like humans. It also helped that humans weren’t part of their diet.

What the heck did I just order? "Well, it's after the discount. You don't think this triple bacon and cheese sandwich costs two dollars, do you?" Grace chuckles. Fuck, I got robbed. "Here." I sigh, my plan better works out because I can't afford to buy Mr. Grump a sandwich every morning. Grace gives me my change and waves me a great day as I'm leaving for work. Great, sure. *** "Good morning, sir." I greet Officer Smith who is smoking a cigarette outside the station. Weird, I haven't seen him smoke.