Tensura Novels & Stories

Nodith Maisy "What?"Sara exclaimed, wondering what had made me jump. Tatia placed a finger to her charred lips and made the sound hush. It made me cringe. "Are you Ok?" Sara asked, staring at the mirror. She didn't shout. Which meant I could see ghosts or this was all in my mind. Tatia continued to torture me. She stretched something unto the mirror. I couldn't read it clearly since it was topsy-turvy but when I concentrated enough. It said something about ticking.

ARCANA: AN UPCOMING DEBUT NOVELADAPTATION Adaptation is the extent to which the structure and physiology of organisms make them live successfully in a particular environment Adaptation of selected organis TILAP 1. Tilapia has streamlined body to move easily in water. 2. It possesses paired fins (pelvic and pectoral fins) for steering, balancing and swimming and unpaired fins (tail, dorsal and anal fins) for stability in water 3. Swim bladder for buoyancy in wat

"Hi Boss. I'm assuming he asked you to receive on loudspeaker. Good call buddy. Now you can hear me" That buddy sent fear in her spine but she couldn't say anything. Her tongue went numb as though someone had just dropped a ball of ice in her mouth freezing all her buccal cavity muscles. "I'm not your friend, what the Fuck do you want?" Then his response relaxed her muscles a bit. So, they were not friends, what was Tom trying to do? Ooh, stalling, buying time to save her she presumed and then she remembered a few self-defense tactics she could use to free herself and just run in one particular direction like a mad bull.

I unhooked her bra and pulled it off her. Then my hands couldn't stay away from her breasts, squeezing them gently as my mouth explored up and down her neck. She moaned which made me almost lose it and rip her pants off and take her right then. I took a deep breath and reminded myself to go slowly and gently. We could always be rough the next time around. This needed to be special for her. She deserved for it be special.

Her every step made her terror spike. She looked around for him. She recognized him instantly. She saw his side posture, his face was rough, anger dripping. "I'm not dead or damaged. You can walk in," He said, unwrapping the white tap. A solid tremor ran through her body. His gaze was harsh on his hand as he continued to unwrap. There was blood on his white trousers. Goosebumps broke out over her skin as her gaze roamed over his body, looking for injury. Sitting on the beach, he was removing the tap, "Sit," He said, without looking at her.

I wrapped my hand around the shaft and began to pump but he grabbed my hand and held it above my head, continuing to pleasure me with the other hand. “Inside…. now” I managed to whimper and he didn’t need me to ask twice. He removed his fingers and swiftly plunged himself deep inside me. He continued to massage my bud as he thrust in and out with perfect rhythm. Our bodies and souls forming their complete connection. Just as we both bordered on our climax an audible crack echoed through the chamber, signifying that our tether was complete. All the fibres of our souls had interwoven and combined, rendering us soul-bound for life.

My bоdу іѕ always the fіrѕt to go whеn I’m tense. It’ѕ lіkе an еmоtіоnаl barometer. Fіrѕt mу ѕhоuldеrѕ tеnѕе uр, then mу bасk muѕсlеѕ follow, and bеfоrе I know іt, I’m lіkе аn ассоrdіоn оf pent uр ѕtrеѕѕ аnd wоrrу—аbоut my gіrl.

I took another step back, almost stumbling over my stilettos "You can't b-be here" He scoffed "This isn't private property El, that means I can be here" He stepped closer, his long legs eating up the space between us. He was close enough for me to get a whiff of his scent, it was still the same, Musk and spice. I felt my stomach tighten, my panties becoming damp. Fuck! How can he turn me on with just his scent? I saw his eyes trail over my face, stopping on my lips before dipping down to my cleveage.

Now, I know that you have a lot of questions, but if you’re going to live long enough to get the answers to them, you have to trust me and it has to be completely. Mia has never seen that side of Andrew before; so sensitive and whatnot; and all she can do is stare at him. “Alright, Andrew. Trust, it is,” she finally replies after a while, a sort of calmness suddenly settling over the previously tense room. “And I’m not saying it’s going to be easy or instant, but I’ll try to trust you, at least until I have my answers.” “Thank you,” he says, obvious relief in his eyes. He presses a combination on his wristwatch which Mia realises then that it’s actually touchscreen and the cuff clicks open.

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.