Stain-x Novels & Stories

His tone remained calm, patient. Meanwhile, Sarang stood in front of the washroom mirror, dabbing tissue against the bright stain on her shirt. The more she pressed, the wider it seemed to spread, the fabric dark and uneven where the juice had soaked through. She ran water over it again, rubbing gently, then harder, but the mark refused to fade. Her breathing grew uneven. What was she supposed to do now?

I replied, grateful for her concern. I heard her footsteps fading away as she left the room, and the door slammed shut behind her. Staring at the red stain on my dress, I let out a groan. This dress had cost me a fortune, and I was seriously ticked off about the stain. Turning on the sink tap, I cupped some water in my hand and poured it over the stained part of the dress. I kept at it until the fabric felt heavy with water, then strained it, watching as the transparent red liquid flowed out, but the stain stubbornly remained.

I swiped at his shirt, finding solid muscles behind the soaked cotton. “Here. Let me help,” I gushed. “I’m so sorry. The glass just slipped. The wood is very knotty. Or naughty, depending how you look at it, really. I’ve heard a little hydrogen peroxide will take the stain right out. Or I can buy you a new one. No problem.” I kept pawing at him, managing only to widen the stain and bring back the anger on Boston’s face. “El!” He grabbed my hands, stilling my manic movements. “It’s fine.

His red eyes were also bewildered by the stranger’s action. I swallowed to wet my dried throat. It was a few moments before I could drag my eyes toward my hand that held the red flower. I swallowed hard, again. “But I suppose he’s right,” Ponpon said quietly. “It’s going to boost your healing power, Xerra. You might indeed need it tomorrow. Well, I mean the guabula. Not the kiss that the stranger just gave you…” I flicked his tiny mouth to shut him up. “Aww! That hurt!” he complained. His eyes blazed as he looked at me.

The low groan that leaves his lips sends a hot wave of need straight through me. The tips of my fingers drift over the ink that brands his skin. It begins on the right side of his ribcage before wrapping around his back. The shield is divided into four sections of red and black color. A large golden lion stands on its hind legs in the middle. On top of the shield sits a golden crown. The detail is gorgeous and intricate.

"You reek, and your stench has contaminated all the potions, making them unusable! Alpha Xander bought these at a high cost, and all of it is worth 500 thousand dollars. There's also compensation for causing me emotional distress—that's another 200 thousand. "Altogether, that's 700 thousand dollars. Will you pay by cash or card?" My scent is a mix of violet and amber. It's noble and cool, like a winter dusk. Of course, not everyone loves this scent, but "contamination"? Please! I can't fathom why the infirmary in Xander's territory is operating like a scam. I laugh out of anger and say, "I'm Alpha Xander's cousin. I don't pay a single cent in his territory. If anyone has a problem with that,

I’m not going to kill you. It's not for no cause. I'm jealous of you. Despite the fact that we are imprisoned by a terrible stigma, I have discovered how beautiful you are and have discovered myself who will be happy with you. I want to be perfect. So, Lavina, are you willing to share your answers and teach me about the meaning of perfection? I’m Raveen, on the bars of stigma. ***

She sounds mortified as she cowers behind her friend, ignoring the scattered blue pills on the floor. "I—." I stammer. "Please don't tell anyone!" The Blonde says quickly. "Hey calm down." Her friend tells her. "She won't tell anyone. Right?" She asks me. "Yes yes!" I say immediately. "I won't say anything. "Great." The dark haired girl smiles at me and it's actually genuine. "I'm Max by the way." She holds out her hand. "I'm Kristen." I smile back at her. "I just started."

Of all the thing you didn't want to tell a prospective date, your intent to stalk them was undoubtedly at the top of the list. "Here it is. This is my favorite red. You can only get it at Winfair's so I always make sure to get a few bottles every time I'm here," Xy explained, as he held the bottle of wine up, offering it to Tina after Lana refused to accept it. "Well, how much is it?" Tina asked, turning the bottle in circles as she searched for a price tag. "Oh, just go to the customer service counter. Tell them Xyrus sent you," he smiled, hoping the kind gesture would go over well with Lana. Unfortunately, she didn't reward him with a smile, choosing instead to watch her friend Tina with a

now. X lowers his hand to my feet, putting my shoes back on. Then he stands up smiling and approaches my face: — Of nothing - says and then goes towards Filomena — As you wish. I turn towards the two of them, Filomena is almost having an orgasm just with the X massaging her shoulders. I look at the X and find it staring deep , as her hands explore Filomena’s back...arms... and hands. Then he turns the chair in his direction and I get up from mine, take my bag and leave the room.