The New Toy Novels & Stories

"Congratulations, Harriet Underwood! You've won a horse plushie. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth!" Startled, I froze in place. A hint of impatience flickered across the emcee's face. She shoved the plushie into my arms and forced me offstage. The cheap plushie in my hands felt rough to the touch, and the price tag hanging on its back still read five dollars. I recalled what was written on the slip earlier and knew I hadn't misread it. I was about to go onstage to explain when thunderous applause broke out across the hall. "Congratulations, Katie Thorpe! You've won first prize this year—a three-day trip to Marosa!"

My room door i was so sure I had left shut that first night. "He played you," Dante said softly. "He's still playing you. Making you think you have power when really, you're dancing exactly where he wants you. You and Julian both." "Why are you telling me this?" "Because I want you to understand what you are to him. A toy. A possession. Something he acquired and will eventually discard." Dante's hand came to my face. I jerked back. "But it doesn't have to be that way. You could choose differently."

Amara's voice hit her with a jolt, "Why are you looking at the new Alpha like that?!" New Alpha?! Iris's eyes widened as they dropped to the ground. She had been so obvious, the crowd had noticed. That was the New Alpha? Why was he dressed so ordinarily? Like just anyone on the street? and he was so young, younger than her even. How could someone that young be the new Alpha? What would people say about his image? Didn't he care about that?! And... even that did nothing to water down his looks; He was handsome, yes, but intimidating.

, I said through my clenched teeth. “You don't do anything I wouldn't do or I would do or else I'll break you to the extent you wish for death. But like in the book of revelations, you wouldn't find death. I don't plan on killing you… you're my toy”, he said wanting to leave. “I don't understand, what do you mean by something you wouldn't do and would do…”

“How does your ass feel?” “Full, Daddy,” I answered honestly, cheeks heating. “It’s bigger than yesterday.” He smiled with satisfaction and sat on the edge of the bed. “Good. That’s the point. Today we’re going to push you a little further.” He opened the box and took out a new toy a sleek, black silicone dildo that was noticeably thicker and longer than anything I’d taken before. Beside it was a bottle of lube and a small remote. “On your hands and knees,” he ordered.

Dylan's POV I sat in my dimly lit room, my eyes glued to the computer screen as I watched Evelyn's design competition unfold online. The model wearing her stunning necklace, "Time", strutted confidently down the catwalk, and I couldn't help but notice something peculiar. The model's eyes seemed strikingly similar to those of my nephew, Lucy's son. I leaned in closer, my brow furrowed in concentration, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I didn't have any concrete evidence to confirm my suspicion, but the resemblance was uncanny.

“Why…” “Don’t ask questions, just go.” Rowan scrambled out and returned moments later with a sketchpad and pen. I dropped into my chair and immediately began drawing, trying to recreate what my fingers felt beneath Nova’s shirt. The curve, the strap, that texture… It haunted me. My tongue traced the edge of my teeth as I sketched intensely, eyes narrowing, lines sharp. When I finished, I held the pad at arm’s length, staring. What the hell was this?

" I'm not yours, I was never yours and I never will be yours!!" " Oh really?" His brows rise up in a challenging tone. another gasp appears from the crowd. I can hardly tell if it's supporting me for standing up to Draven or feeling sad for me "yes, really!, I'm not a toy anyone can just own " I add trying to wiggle my wrist off his hold but the intensity increases. " but that wasn't what you said last night was it ?, I mean when you are screaming my name and begging me to fuck you more" he winks and everyone laughs

Mommy Belle" That woman got magic for sure, I think to my self before picking Toby back upstairs, my room was the same as always but the extra room was turned to a nursery to match Toby. Blues, fishes, sea themes, there were also tons of toys some for little and others for Neko. He got a crib, changing table, leashes, and collars. Toby jumped from my hands and went to examine everything, he skipped the changing table and crib, went straight to the toys. There were stuffies, yarns, feathers, I even spotted few laser toys for him. Leaving the little boy to check his new room, I went to mine to change from my uniform. I got some sweat and a hoodie on instead, I decided to put my gun away in a d

I said. With a bit of reluctance they both heave a heavy sigh and give in "don't worry Mama, we'll protect you," Neo said with his chest out. "Alright my brave boys, I trust you two," I answer with a giggle. Present time~ "Woahhhh!" I hear the boys chorus and I'm forced to look behind. Although I didn't pay much attention earlier, the back seat is flooded with toys and gift boxes. "Mama look at these…" Neo says unwrapping a toy sports car with his mouth wide open.