Smutshots Novels & Stories

It was the same as Caine's, with MINE inscribed below the sore bite mark. Holy guacamole! ["Are you seeing this Amanda?" "Gee! How am I supposed to see it when I'm stuck in your head?" "Whatever! Can you believe it? I'm officially a mated female, well except for the consummation part! But who cares? Sex or not, I. Am. Carrying. A. Mate. Mark. Eeeeeeeeeeeee!" "Yasssss!"] After doing a little happy dance, I stripped and got into the shower.

I cheer as I set the tray down on the empty table next to me. “Two shots each please to atleast get us started,” Jackson laughed. I placed two shots in front of everyone making sure that when I gave my mate his I bent down showing him my cleavage. His eyes met mine; they were again darkened with lust. I just smirked and straightened up. ‘I will never understand how some wolves can’t keep emotions from their eyes’. I turned back to my shot picking them up. “Cheers boys!” I downed both shots and the guys followed in suit, downing theirs with Jackson making a face. I smiled at all of them about to walk away to get another drink and wait for my friend to arrive.

stopped them. Glasses from the windows shattered as everyone ducked down. A lighting bolt strucked the street infront of the building and destroyed the lines. Electricity went out and a few seconds later, the emergency generator hummed and went into power as it left a few light bulbs on. Luna was cupping her hands to her ears as she evaded the shattered glass. She could still hear some ringing in her earlobes as she stood up. "What the hell?" "The fuck was that?!" "Oh my god..."

I've been back at the Levine residence for four months. The whole time I have been back, I'm like an invisible person whose existence is barely acknowledged. One day, I wake up and suddenly start seeing everyone's health bars above everyone's heads. The first thing I see when I open my eyes is a frog's face. I jump in fright and slap it across the face. Then, I hear my younger brother, Jacob Levine, roar furiously, "Ruthie, what the hell is wrong with you? I came to tell you breakfast is ready. Why did you hit me?" I stare blankly at the frog. The frog is glaring at me furiously. The health bar above its head has dropped by a chunk, and it looks like it's about to leap up and hit me. I

My heavy balls slapped against her ass as I gripped her tits and started slamming into her hard. She screamed in pleasure while I fucked her like an animal. I felt long nails on my ass — Gigi had come up behind me. She walked around the bar, moved a potted plant, and pulled out a small digital camera with the red light already blinking. They’d been recording the whole fucking time.

He’s dead. [Or stupid] --- Bullet Comments with spoiler will be screened out for the hero --- The bullet comments on the screen blew up into another climax, filled with more vicious curses this time and even less information. But the smirk on Meph’s face widened. “You guys are the best fans!” Meph’s long, deep, foxy eyes smile into two curvy lines, yet somehow he doesn’t come off as crafty but harmless and innocent, as if he really meant it. The amount of comments blew up, meaning star shards were a sensitive topic. At least, the “audience” had things to say about it.

ASHLEY I sit in the top six rows, watching Jeremías, smiling freely. The gymnasium is a chaos of squeaking sneakers and the roaring of the crowd. My heart thumps against my chest as I watch the game. There are fifteen minutes left until the game ends and Jeremías’ team—the Hoots—are winning against the opponent team with a 12-9 lead. I watched as Jeremías had arched the ball perfectly through the net from behind the basket, earning three points for his team.

This shot punches through one of Pink Bunny’s plastic eyes, shattering it, and the furry flops backward, gun clattering to the pavement. Angry Fox spins and yanks the trigger of his rifle, so violently that the barrel jerks up and the first burst clatters over the Mountain’s head. Big Jim pivots on his heel and fires three times at Angry Fox, but the shots sing wide, cracking the rear window of a mini-car.

I thought it would be a nice housewarming gift. So far, I had a great photo of his folks the year they'd bought the house, his mom very pregnant with Matt. I also had one of me and him the year we'd met, and one from this past summer. There was a wonderful shot of all six of us Seasmoke friends, arms around each other, from about three years ago. I'd be stealing a copy for myself as well as using it for him. I had one frame left and was searching for an updated picture of Matt with his parents that wasn't too outdated.

He looked at me and smiled. “We kill daily.” Ken told me. “What? What do you mean?” I asked Ken, keen to know how we kill daily and who do we kill. “When I fuck you, for example, and ejaculate but the sperms do not meet an egg, they all die. Remember all those are potential human beings dying right inside there…” Ken said and pointed at me where my vagina would be. I just laughed at how crude the joke was.