Torment Novels & Stories

“I’m trying to comfort him.” “But we’re all enemies now, aren’t we? Isn’t that the purpose of the Slave Games?” Tor scrunched up his face and exhaled slowly. “Perhaps,” he said, his voice wistful. “But we can still choose how to act. I choose to be a decent person.” There was something about Tor that I instantly liked. His large, gruff body was in direct contrast to his soft nature. He was the definition of a gentle giant. Glancing around the room, I took inventory of the people around us.

Time to end this one way or another. ***

I stared at its reflection on the mirror and suddenly face palmed myself. “I don’t know what’s going on with myself. What is this tension and burning shit am I feeling?” I said as I talked to myself I inhaled and exhaled to calm down myself. Okay Lily, this is just an unknown feeling and you should not feel it again. And you shall not, not with Doom. Not Doom. … “Lily!” Primo called me but I didn’t respond. He’s really catching up huh? I don’t care. “Lily, wait!”

He smirked She began working on him and for the first time, she saw him close his eyes with his mouth wide open in pleasure. "Do you like that?" He grabbed her and pinned her inserting himself into her. "Do you like this?!" he groaned. "Zaylee how are you?" a voice rang from the other end of the call. "Am okay Jazz" "Did it work out?" "Ye, but I don't think..." "Stop Zaylee" jazz yelled "I don't appreciate your negativity" "It's just that...." "No matter how tough he seems to be he will meltdown just a little longer you will have him fully"

There is this guy at work who will NOT leave me alone KILLER: You don’t have to if you don’t want to LACE: Yeah, let’s just change the topic HAILSTORM: You girls are overreacting. Usually I would get “Oooo whose the guy?” Now it’s just changing topic :D KILLER: We didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable HAILSTORM: I’m not uncomfortable. But anyway, the workplace literally are having a poll when I will finally cave in LACE: You’re joking HAILSTORM: Nope, think I’m going to wait for Dory’s week and then say yes. At least let her win

his voice jerked me back to reality. "hmm can I get your order"I said trying to sound confident, his voice sent me to planet zecury,I don't even know if it exists. "Two pot pies and one smoothie" he said back, with his eyes fixed on me. For the first time I saw genuine admiration and not the usual look of lust I was used to.

If I had been that second earlier I could have shoot him in the arm or something. Through my mental torment I finally succumb to the exhaustion and collapsed to the ground. I hear Ash call out my name, but I'm too tired, to tired to care anymore and quite frankly to tired to move. His footsteps echo down the empty street, until I feel his arms grabbing me. The usual buzz that shows our connection begins humming to life, and this for some reason gives me reason. As if Ash’s very existence is my purpose. I have to live so that Ash can have a life that doesn’t slowly torture him. I open my eyes and stare up at him. His fear and worry towards me and the sorrow, th

Chapter 70 Cheyenne POV When I was done fighting, I went back up to sit beside Mercury. He squeezed my hand. He knew the crap I had been put through; that right there was easy for me to do. The girl wanted to sleep with my mate. Shaking my head, who hadn't wanted to do just that. Things do happen like this stupid crap; I wanted the family not to be harmed, but I knew some of us would get hurt, like Isiah. I thought that man was going to kill him, but he got up and won. Thank the goddess. It took him time to heal, but he is fully healed now. It didn't take long for another to come out; his name is Torment, a weird name, but I have heard of him. What I did hear

The leather making it much more painful. Megumi straddled her hips and punched with all the rage of every loss, until she was sure she was blacking out. She got on her feet still circling her. “Is this the best Takahiro has to offer, really?” she spat and kicked her in her face again which was already bruised and bloody. “If only he could see you know. How do you think he would react if he saw you now? He’d kill you himself!” she yelled and stomped on her head.

Maybe in her next life, she won't stumble upon a creature like Lorik. I got up and took a matchbox from one of my guys, lit it, and then tossed the burning matchstick on the lime-yellowish powder. The powder welcomed the flame and quickly roared, spreading so fast and licking every inch of her body. Her lungs tore open as the ear-shattering scream erupted from the inside, filling the early morning sky with her pained cry. The scent of the burned fleshed polluted the air, making it so unbearable to the hearts of the innocent. I was not innocent, and that word didn't exist in my world. And to prove that, her cry soothed me, calmed me in a way I couldn’t tell.