Space Ripper Stingy Eyes Novels & Stories

I turned around eyes freezing when I saw him, our gazes meeting each other. Justin Star Ryder. Shoot me Dead. He stood there looking better than the cover photo’s, messy brown hair and dark eyes focused on me. I had seen those eyes a thousand times, in so many ways but when he stood there, not half dead, not on a cover of Flair Mag or Vogue, just standing there he looked ….cold. A chill danced across my spine as we held eye contact, his lips pursed in a tight line, his jaw line doing magic all by itself, dressed casually anybody could see he was the son of Robin Ryder because he definitely looked like a million buck.

His eyes were steel grey. After a while,he cleared his throat. "Wow,your photo didn't do justice to you.You are a sexy piece.I must say huh?" I shot him a look. "Feisty huh?I like that." I clenched my fist at his looks.It was as if he was mentally undressing me.I felt disgusted. "Finish with your eye raping you Asshole?" I spat at him.I realised I made a mistake. His eye color turned into the most stormiest grey. He got up and within the blink of my eye he slapped me hard.He clutched my hair making me wince with pain.

I fire red mist balls at him over and over but he manages to avoid them with ease, like he knew when I was going to fire them. “It’s because we are connected, I need to block him or we shift” Gypsy calls to me I feel the metal wall go up in my head which made it impossible for me to call to Zach for help. Ripper pounces at me again only this time I was ready, and as soon as he is in the air, I fire the biggest ball of red mist that I can muster. It smashes him in the stomach, the red magic spreading across his body as he crashes to the ground face first. He was not dead, just stunned enough for me to get away. I run.

When he is close enough Cancio tilts his head slightly “Maybe I should remove those eyes you set on my sister instead? For thinking the likes of you can dare to have her” “No- please- I don't even want her, father forced me to do it, I swear, I-” Rizzo cries as the knife comes closer to his right eye, a piercing scream fills the room as the blade goes in. My eyes set on the room, finger still on the trigger, should any of the old men decide to try something stupid. Blood splashes on Cancio as he withdraws the blade and stabs it into the other eye. The smell of piss fills the room, guess Rizzo lost control of his bladder then.

“I would show everyone there who you belong to.” My back arch of the bed, I pull at the cuffs, my chest heave, my eyes turns blurry with tears from the pains of stretching my pussy open beyond my limit and I shatter. Wave after waves of my creams shot out of pussy onto his fingers. Rylan is fucking me through my release, so I keep cuming while screaming and a trail of tear runs down my cheeks. When he is so satisfy, he pulls out his finger and place it just inches away from my lips. “Just taste yourself, Lira and see the reason why I can’t seem to get over you.”

she backtracked quickly, stammering. “I know.” Lola let out a soft sigh as her gaze drifted to the glowing neon lights of the strip club sign ahead. They reflected her green eyes like tiny fireworks. “But here’s the thing, if I’m not shameless, someone else will try to tear me down. And I’m not about to give them that power.”

He had his eyes closed again and was tweaking his hard, pink nipples. After a few minutes, Marcus was slamming Nathan into Ryder's pelvis and yanking him back so only the head was in his mouth, again and again and again. Thick spit had completely soaked his shirt now and a glazed, despondent look filled his eyes. To the left side of the room, Mateo and Tariq had moved to sit next to each other, thigh to thigh, jerking each other while they watched. Ryder was breathing heavy now, grunting with every reentry. "I'm gonna cum. Gonna give you your first fucking load you pathetic whore."

I couldn’t tell whose hands were whose—there were too many, all groping, tearing at my clothes. I felt my shirt rip. I glanced up and met eyes with one of the rogues. There was danger in his eyes as he licked his lips lasciviously. His face was covered in a thick layer of dirt. He smiled, a lewd smile, and I saw his two front teeth were missing. I didn’t know what to do. There was no way out. I screamed, a piercing cry that echoed through the room. But they all chuckled. I started to sob, the tears running freely down my cheeks. But my cries only seemed to fuel their sick excitement.

I gritted, wiping out the sweat from my face as it was rolling to my lips, red as if I had lipstick on. Well natural, don’t crush yet, wait for the full ingredient about a man with huge muscles, 6 abs..winks, with amber eyes, huh you feel it? Yeah, that Grey's beauty would be good in my arms bro! Not the damn Alpha Grey! “ I hear you grumble about a woman. I'm pretty sure I don’t have an issue with my eardrum right? oh fuck bro, you just broke the remaining ribs left in me. Damn, I can’t get up! Give me a lift.” Ray growl on the wood dusk net, the wrap looks so dirty and the cottage looks more like a donkey home.

I smirked. Then I started to slice the thin and long sword through the targets, making the cuts I wanted, where I wanted. And when I turned to them, they were still standing there, staring at me with that stupid gaze. "What is it?" "What?" They asked together, making me roll my eyes. "Look, we can hate each other and still have a conversation. So tell me, what is it? Why are you two staring at me as if I was an alien?" After sharing a gaze, they let their shoulders down.