Torment Novels & Stories

I lean into his ear, my gloved hand still on his cock. "Say Torren," I whisper, hoping he says my real name, not my twin's. As it appears by the tiny drop of my heart, I don’t like him moaning my twin's name. "Rem, fuck," he gasps. Fucker. I bite his ear and squeeze harder. He likes it. His body wiggles, the pale skin of his neck flushing a deep, needy red. "Fuck 01!" My body sizzles with need and I stroke him faster. Feeling the thickening weight of his length

“Alright, then.” TORAN’S CHAMBER Toran’s fingers drummed gently on the armrest of his chair, his dark gaze sharp. In his other hand, a bow swung loosely in his grip. He couldn’t sleep, so he gave in to what he craved most—more than sex. Bloodlust. “I’m really sorry, Ugly,” Toran muttered, his gaze fixed on the bed's direction. “You should blame the King for making me this angry—and that stupid bitch friend of yours… Arianna Greystone.”

“I have bound them with copper wires and tied them up in the ice cave since it was the closest to the market…” “Hmmm….” Beep…beep…tring…tring…tweet…tweet…beep… Aaron’s phone rang distracting us. He reflexively pulled it out and checked the message. His eyes widened as he continued to glare at the screen. Now, what had happened? I couldn’t handle any more problems. Someone, please save me… “What is the matter, Aaron?” I asked him in an anxious voice. He handed me his phone quietly rather than replying. His chat showed eight recent videos. I tapped on the first one. It showed the campus of St. Norman’s. Boys and girls were running here and there as two pale men walked towards them chin, their

But then, the worst thing happened. One huge hybrid homunculus—this is what Fenrir called it when he ran towards us as this huge beast tried to kill him—came with a huge, eerie grin plastered on its distorted face. It is ten times.. and I really meant it! Ten times more ugly and eerie than the upgraded ones. “I am so tired! I thought we finished all of them already!” Tori ranted, and the hybrid instantly snapped its head towards her and flicked its fingers. Everyone screamed as Tori was swept towards the castle walls.

He was kind enough not to kill me, so I want to return the favor. The Tormentian blinks blearily at me, then he looks over my shoulder and his eyes widen. “It isn’t for you!” Another hybrid lunges into my side, knocking me off the vampire. What was it with Tormentians and sneak attacks?! “That’s not very sporting, Randall,” the Tormentian on the ground grunts at the large gray wolf. Randall snorts and grips my arm in his teeth, giving it a good shake, his teeth tearing into my flesh.

"The Southern army has your gates. Your wells are ruined. Even if you kill me, you have nothing to feed the pups." I looked at the ground beneath Torvald's paws. The shelf was not solid rock; it was a thick sheet of ancient ice, cracked and stressed by the high winds. Torvald was heavy, his six hundred pound frame putting a massive strain on the outer edge. I did not look at Killian. I did not send a thought through our mate bond. I simply focused on the cold. I did not try to hit Torvald with a pulse. I did not have the strength. Instead, I drove the very last of my silver energy down through my boots, sending a silent, freezing current directly into the ice beneath our feet.

I couldn’t give up; I wasn’t about to let my father die if I could help it! Through the bond, I could see the clouds in the distance. Every one of them was black clouds and swirling all around me. Some were mixing with others and some drifting farther away from my reach. I couldn’t lock onto any of them. There was a red glow in the background, and I could hear Apache howling in pain. I tried calling to him, but he couldn’t find my voice. He kept howling in pain and running in circles. The tether was beginning to break. No! It can’t break! That means only one thing. His legs started to tremble, followed by his arms and hands. Suddenly, his whole body started to shake violently, and I could he

Amelia felt a rush of power she has never felt before coursing through her body. “I hereby proclaim Amelia Snow as the Alpha and first member of the Hunter Race, does anyone stand against this?” Lariempi declared to the heavens with a voice louder than thunder, a few seconds passed and then lightning flashed and thunder rumbled violently, at this very instant Amelia felt something change within her but she couldn’t point at exactly what changed.

I couldn’t take her annoying words and that was the moment I snapped. “You seem to be enjoying your new role as Salvatore Moreti’s wife,” I said, my voice a razor. “Almost like you’ve been training your whole life to be a trophy on his shelf. Or maybe a stepmother fetishist?” Her face twitched. Barely. But I saw it. That flash of pain. Of guilt. It was gone in a blink, but I’d already seen it. Good. I wanted to hurt her. Just a little. Just enough to remind her I was still inside her.

The move just now was just a taunt. Because his opponent missed him, Torfo stepped in and did another combo attacks. His punches and flaming pinwheel were like rain of fire in an already hot, summer day. But you’re caught in the fire and couldn’t even see where the rest of the projectiles due to how bright the flames were. Due to that problem, Jai was propelled back once again.