Smutty Novels & Stories

I say and they laugh again The Shameless whore didn't see us until we were in her face. "I see you're now married to my boyfriend's hoodie. Slut!..." I say hatefully and she blushes out of embarrassment. Goddess! I don't think I've ever hated anyone the way I hate this girl in my life I watched in amusement as she hurriedly removed and folded the shirt before stretching her hands towards me as if I would ever wear her filthy sweat and body odor on my body. "Ewww..." I hear Samantha say beside me in disgust Yeah eww... What an insult! I thought and snatch it away from her, throwing it on the ground, barely resisting the urge to step on the darn thing in rage

Feeling particularly nosey, I pulled one of the books down and looked it over. It had an olive green-colored cover with gold and black depictions drawn all over it. The edges of the pages were bright red and worn, so I knew it was a book that had been thumbed through frequently. I turned it over to look at the title and snickered at what I read: The Occult Truth of Lycanthropy. "The old man always did have an active imagination," I muttered under my breath, smiling as I put the book back on the shelf. I wiped dust from my hands onto my jeans and turned the attic blight off as I left the room. I could hear the sound of my parent's car driving up the pathand all thought of the book was gone as

She'd been like that since she woke up and I wondered if it was the after-effect of losing her virginity. I wouldn't know. I'd never fucked a virgin before. And even if I had, I didn't stay longer than necessary to know if they were cheery or not. "È pomeriggio," Tommy corrected her, shrugging innocently. "But how would you know? You've been quite busy this morning." (It's afternoon.) I chuckled at her embarrassed expression. What did she think would happen when she was letting all those sounds out and very loudly, by the way?

he chortled. "Ow! It is a matter of life and death!" I uttered as I swiped the video call button. Once Adam accepted, I saw a messy-looking witch with some eye gunk popping out of his eyes. I scoffed at his squinting look and secretly took a picture. This is a perfect blackmail image, I could use it in the future.

Today the moon will be beautiful and we will have our dinner, I'm going to open the window so you can hear us — getting up the window a bit and arranged the curtains — Thank you Alexter — said before leaving the locked room with outside insurance, when the steps moved away, Sable entered through the window. You know it is rude to sneak out the Sand window — Alexter's voice got a little tired and sad sitting on the bed looking around, Sand approached him to feel the caress of man on his muzzle — Naughty little boy, I can't leave you a little and you forget your — manners the wolf approached even more so that he kissed him,

"Princess, what's wrong?" I gripped my hair, tugging at it, "stupid, stupid, stupid Embry, you should have seen this coming" I muttered disheartedly to myself. "Embry, you're scaring me, talk to me" his finger coming underneath my chin to lift my head up. My hands falling from my hair as the acidic taste of vomit lingered on my tongue.

Smokey replied. "OMG, that is so fucking hilarious! She's playing you so well and you're in hook line and sinker. I've never known you to be a weak stupid man who couldn't see through manipulation as blatant as she's doing. Really wondering if you just don't want to see? SMDH" Sam replied back.

I didn’t need a fight I couldn’t win. “If it offends you,” I said quietly, “then I’m sorry. Can I go now?” And that’s when I understood—this was exactly what Suzy had planned when she insisted I come with her. Another girl chimed in, voice dripping with cruelty. “I even heard you were mated to the future beta once, but he rejected you. How pathetic. So what—are you just throwing yourself at any man with a title now? What are you, a whore?” I bit my lip hard, forcing the tears back, my hands tightening around the grocery bags.

It wasn't because of nightmare or anything but that fucking dirty, smelly mutt that I couldn't fall asleep. I tried, I really tried to forget about him, to not think about him. I tried to calm my mind but all I could see was that gorgeous, stinky, growling, furry but sexy ass, hot as hell mutt. My mind was filled with his thoughts only or you can better say, the dirty thoughts about him. I wanted to do so many things to him. Many dirty things and my mind was filled with it. Many evil thoughts were running through him, like how, what and where to do with him.

I pulled off my cap and leaned against the wall, completely drained. "Queenie," Jeremiah said softly. "Don't call me that," I said. "That was the last surgery." "Are you really leaving?" I met his gaze. "How did we end up like this, Jeremiah?" He said nothing for a long while, but eventually, he spoke. "Because we're both stubborn mules. You wouldn't listen, and I never knew how to explain." I smiled wryly. "What's the point of saying all that now?" "Stay, Queenie," Jeremiah blurted. "Give me a chance to explain."