Romans & histoires The Cuck

Kayla asks with so much concerned laced in her voice. "I am okay monkey. I will be fine." I kiss her forehead and take the bowl of souls from her as l make my way to the kitchen. "Holy shit." I curse I had apparently bumped into a very moving wall cause there shouldn't be one and al, the hot soup had split on my tank top and l immediately pulled it off not paying attention to the wall that was infront of me only to realize when l heard a loud hissing of cursing the word f*ck before the loud clearing of throat which my mind heard as groan followed soot.

Its body lurched towards her so fast it was a blur, she raised her shield as Aren shouted “Layana! That’s a Crawler!” Kayden looked at him, his eyes shocked, those were beasts that were said to roam the forbidden lands - however, he had never ever seen one in person. “We’ll handle the crawler, Layana you focus on the riders,” he said furtively, right now their best chance was for them to focus on the Crawler. Layana nodded as Aren spun his sword,

In the blink of an eye, the once dreaming man laid dead in the pool of his own blood. The culprit simply walked towards the dead body and removed all the accessories and gadgets from him including all the arms he carried about. As soon as he was done.. he jumped out of the window and into the truck that was waiting for him... All that was left... Was the dead Mr Charles and an empty classroom. The girls had been... Kidnapped! The last straw... And this is where, The real story... Begins. CAGED : Survival. By Queenebunoluwa15

Cuckoo. A crow squawked and pecked at one of the window ledges. Antony, who recognized the crow, immediately opened the dining room window. A cold wind blew hard that brought snowflakes. Their eyes stung, and reflex covered their faces. Quickly, Antony closed again. He gets annoyed that his hair is wet. He shook off the dew clinging to his hair.

The wedding was done. The dress was shown, the kiss was shared, and the vows were spoken. The guests cheered, oblivious to the silent cries of the bride. The beautiful ceremony masked the impending doom that she felt deep within her heart. The bird was once again caged by a master who wanted to show his prized possession to the underworld of the modern era. He paraded her around, flaunting her beauty and grace to the other greedy men who desperately wanted to hunt down that precious lady. She was a trophy in his eyes, a symbol of his power and status.

*Cynamon* As the familiar voice slices through the tension, I turn, my heart racing, half in relief and half in disbelief. Cukier stands there, looking as rugged and wild as the Texas landscape itself. His blonde, almost white, hair hair tousles in the wind, a hint of mischief in his smile that feels both familiar and foreign after all this time. “Cynamon,” he says, stepping closer, his voice a blend of warmth and urgency. Zyka lets out a weird sound in my head, ‘It is Cukier… and Zalder.’

I shake my head again, and she joins to laugh with me. Jesus, this woman makes my heart flutter. Flutter? Oh shit! This never happened for a long long time, and now, I’m freaking out. “Falcon, sparrow, raven.” I laugh more. “Pigeon, dove, quail, penguin.” “Baby, you’re terrible at guessing games. It’s—” She holds my hand innocently. Fuck! My cock hardens just from her simple touch. “Wait, um, uh... peacock, robin, mallard, kiwi? Um, a hawk?”

Striking him directly in his heart, he falls from above me with a bloody thump. Kicking him with my foot, I watch his carcass leave a bloody trail across the white marble. Speaking to no one in particular, I announce “Cook this…creature, for our supper. Tonight, we shall dine on crow.” The court howls with humor as the trapped birds begin to rattle the cage forcibly as if their efforts had any effect on the magic woven into the metal. Bending down next to the cage, I place a finger to my lips "Shhhhhh. Quiet now. I need to pick one of you to be my new pet." They grow very silent as if their lack of fight will make them less desirable to conquer.

He thought then absolutely it has been a good idea penetrating this house, he shook his head slightly and held the doorknob, slowly he opened the door not too wide but a little bit in which this head would fit in. When he peeked inside the room his eyes started roaming about till he caught a glimpse of someone, there was a small wall blocking his view, he wondered how that house was built in the first place like it was built in something triangular, most paths you think that will lead to another room would rather end up being a dead end. Sasuke who was curious about was he saw adjusted his body to have a clearer view of who he saw. "Kazuma?" His brow furrowed, what was he doing there alone j

"Sean, that sleazy narcissist, doesn't even compare to you. Chad, believe in yourself! "Mind you, I'm a paid member. I command you to hurry up!" Hunger surged through me as I scanned their lewd comments. My succubus instincts stirred. "Chad, here's a secret." I licked my lips. "I'm not fully human. I'm a succubus. "That means that no matter what you do to me, however rough, I won't get hurt. It'll only excite me. "If you're not scared, I could even show you my tail. But for now, I want to see yours first…"