Sonic Unleashed Cover Novels & Stories

Damian was lying on his back, eyes tightly shut, one leg bent to form a triangle. His left hand rested behind his head, while he stroked himself hard in a vertical motion with his right in a slow, deliberate rhythm. His body was glorious in its rawness, each muscle catching the low light in waves of bronze and shadow. His mouth hung open, letting out the most guttural, erotic groans I’d heard in a long time.

Two kids Ken and Peter are in the toy room. Peter tilted his head, pointed at the giant teddy bear in front of him, and asked, “Ken, what does a teddy bear look like when you take your clothes off?” She undressed Mashimaro, Gray Wolf, and Lazy Sheep, leaving only this bear. Ken nodded, took the scissors, and said coolly, "Get out." Peter if you want to undress the teddy bear, then undress. Peter looked very serious, stretched out his fingertips, and waved, "Ken take off his shirt, you take off his pants." Having said that, prepare to move.

A voice rang out, reaching me clearly even as I stood in the middle, warriors surrounding me on every side. “Was it true after all?” Nellie’s uncle asked, a strangeness in his voice. “I always thought it was nonsense when they kept talking about how you could vanish wolves and even draw away lives with just the touch of a hand. But it’s true.” “Y-you,” his voice trembled in a whisper, “you killed them. You killed them all.” “Get Luna out of here.” Lucas barked at the warriors. The pack members who’d previously been staring uncertainly, had moved as one towards me.

Until I’m convinced I’ve walked into a soundproof velvet hellscape, where all roads lead to Marcus Blackwood trying to ruin my ability to form complete sentences. She opens the door to a room that looks like a luxury spa had a baby with a boudoir. There’s a velvet couch, a low table with what I hope is chocolate, and a soft playlist of acoustic covers in the background. Marcus is already inside, sleeves rolled up, no tie, no jacket, and exactly the level of casual-hot that should be banned in public. “Sophia,” he says, and my name in his mouth feels like a goddamn problem. “Marcus.”

Then he handed over the file to Tia. Tia held the file in her hands and looked up to Aiden. "What is this?" She asked, her fingers already working on the transparent blue plastic covering. "Do not ask me, just you open it first." He grinned and plopped himself down on another seat, wheeling it closer to Tia. Tia went over the first page and her eyes popped, her senses tingled and the corner of her lips twitched in a small smile, now she could understand the excitement that Aiden had felt, cases like this always had their adrenaline rushing through their blood streams faster than usual.

he'd mentioned might've been one of the thugs involved. As it turned out, I didn't end up just learning about the so-called friend's name—I even learned the entire story behind the deliberate cover-up. I was going to reveal the truth the next day and destroy Joshua with one lethal blow. In a way, I would also be giving Sabrina a very memorable divorce. After making all the necessary arrangements, I drowsily went back to sleep. In my dreams, I felt as though someone kept asking me the same question over and over. "If you really didn't care, then why would you still bother with the antidepressants?"

I was about to snap back at Varek when we both heard a rustling sound from the bushes nearby. In a blink, he dropped me to my feet and pushed me behind him, standing tall and alert like a warrior ready for battle. His stance shifted, his shoulders tense as he stalked forward, heading straight toward the sound. “Are you crazy!?” I hissed. “You’re walking right into a trap! You said this was another realm, remember? What if whatever made that sound is something neither of us can handle?!” He didn’t respond. “Fine,” I muttered under my breath, “what a stubborn freak.”

And the parts that weren't dangerous, were uncontained, broken from any mold anyone could ever press him into. There was something singularly terrifying about that. "Pay you..." I couldn't even finish my sentence. He flicked open the black velvet box and brandished a ring. "Mr. Astor, I have no idea what you are suggesting but-" I rushed over and snapped the box shut as though if I hid the silver band and winking diamond it would just disappear. He smirked down at me, "Rather bold of you Miss Ellis, there would be a lot of people who would kill for this opportunity."