Tormentor Novels & Stories

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

Luca steps forward, his words low and deadly, “if one scratch, one bruise, touches my mate while I’m gone, I’ll return not with a trophy, but with your head on a pike. I’ll burn your banners, your tents, your men. And I’ll make you watch every second of it.” Torren’s smile falters for just a moment, everything in the Beta's cold gaze sends an unwanted chill crawling down his spine. Then he laughs softly. “Now that’s the kind of fire I like to see.” Torren waves a lazy hand. “Go then. And pray you don’t disappoint me.” Luca turns without another word, his jaw tight, his mind already racing. He will find Rene. * *

Torvar admitted that he would torture me to get revenge on my father. Torvar slammed his fist against the desk, barking at my father in his raged voice, " Because she is my fucking mate. I can do whatever I want with her. SHE IS MINE!" My wolf purred in dissatisfaction after hearing how lowly Torvar addressed us. But I always sealed her back to my mind. Violence was never my preference and arguing with Torvar would lead me to pay severe consequences. My father shook his head, disappointment taking over his features. Hissing his words out, he retorted back to Torvar sharply,

It's just some random number. *Hello, sweetie!* It says. Probably some drunk slut who hit the wrong number. As I want to delete this I get another text. *It's me, Monika. Don't dare to ignore me!* She texted. How the hell did she get my switzgerman number? ... (to be continued)

Viper and a Ravaged scout moved in a pincer maneuver, distracting the beast's many eyes, while Mako and Rat used their bulk to anchor its massive tail. But our claws and teeth were doing nothing. The Chimera’s hide was too thick, the oily skin sliding away from our strikes. It swiped a massive, clawed limb, sending Cane sprawling into the limestone. "The cases!" Torin roared, shifting back to human form for a split second. "The gear! Use it!" He didn't wait for permission. Torin kicked open the matte-black Thorne case. He grabbed a Sonic Disruptor in one hand and a Flash-Freeze canister in the other. He didn't know the technical specs, but he knew what "Off-Switch" meant.

"I'm here. What do you want?" "To warn you. Turn back. Morpheus will not be reasoned with. He will not be converted. He will freeze the Circle, and all your love will turn to ice." "You're not warning me. You're threatening me." "I'm saving you. There is a difference." --- I stepped forward. "Tor, you were Somnia's friend. You laughed once. You loved once. You lost. That doesn't mean you stop trying." "I stopped trying millennia ago. I am at peace."

“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.

The black lacy thong in my hand as my other hand slips into my waistband, I grab my cock as I lay her panties over my face and start to stroke myself. I close my eyes and try to picture her with her dainty little mouth wrapped around my thick length. The laughing is loud but I try to ignore it as I keep pumping my cock. ‘You really are twisted, and that coming from me the God of torment’ He says almost sounding like a fucking hyena. He starts to flash me pictures of my mate, refusing to allow me to have any pleasure.

He comes flying through the door, closes it softly and we start to read. ‘A Ma Vista also known in English as “with sight” is a creatures of the light. Created by a wizard four thousand years ago. They were created for the purpose of destroying all monsters and let the earth live in peace. A Ma Vista is immortal. The only things that can kill them are monsters. When a Ma Vista is born it has nightmares for a year, when the nightmares are over the day after a monster will kill their family. The monster is usually told to do so by their master.

; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again. That was decades ago. In recent times, Kimora made its appearance just off the coast of the Denezel River. North-West of Maliki, a little boy was found dead, his corpse laid open outside their home,the abomination of nature. His mother who found his body fell into a coma and didn't recover. Kimora was much worse than Black Death. That teaches us that you don't fi