Trampa Infernal Novels & Stories

Her cheeks burned badly from the strong slap. "I'm really going to f**k you until I get my satisfaction. It's been so long since I f****d someone. I never had the guts to f**k my girlfriend, she's too good enough to torture..." The man mumbled with an evil grin. He began to caught Hannah's waist and thrusted his steely hard m*****d. He plunged on her hard and rough.

His fingers seemed longer than usual, and almost immediately, he thrust those long fingers into my folds. I felt a sharp pain jolt through me. No matter how experienced I acted, I was still a virgin. I had never had sex with anyone. As he pushed my panties aside, he raised me up and, in the next second, pushed me down onto his big dick. I raised my head and stared blankly at the ceiling of the car. And in the next second— "Ah!" A guttural scream leapt out of my throat. My voice echoed through the whole car. But this time, it was shocking. My dad couldn't hear anything. And Mitchel had grown fangs.

The scalding heat tore through me, every nerve in my body screaming in silent agony. I tried to cry out, but all that came out were choked, broken gasps. Curled up on the floor, drenched in blood, I barely clung to what was left of my sanity. Luna glanced impatiently at the door, the sound of dogs barking still echoing outside. "Throw her in with the dog!" she ordered. They lifted me off the ground, dragging me toward the door. A thick trail of blood snaked across the once-pristine floor. Quinn frowned slightly, stepping in front of me. "That's enough."

and Damien who has proven to be a great asset to have. Irk and Tanner started arguing when we arrived and Damien seemed to be the only one who could calm them down, I think it was because he's staked like a brick house, and both Irk and Tanner seemed to have started to drool once they saw him. I ship them all three of them. Insert evil laugh here. “You have our blessing” an Asian looking man who’s just as hot as YS but way older says as he comes to shake both mine and Viktor’s hands.

We are not like the Cravens, we are so much weaker than them, some of us can die just by holding anything silver. They say that a Cravens can hold a silver longer than the other normal vampires, but what would you expect? They are strong and you know what? I really admire them. They are the strongest clan here in Cromoria as they ruled the entire Cromoria. I really want to meet them but I know that it won't happen unless I am favored by God. I saw Miss Zipporah before when I came to the City of Cromoria to celebrate the founding anniversary of the City and one word could explain her, a Goddess. She was so gorgeous and the way she acted? It was so demure, a true lady indeed.

"Did you tell your friends to post all that trash under Brenda's social feed? I knew it. I was wondering why you'd been so quiet lately. Turns out you were waiting to pull this. Do you have any idea she cried because of those comments? Get over here and apologize to Brenda right now." He had no idea my hand was shaking so badly I could barely keep hold of my phone. The wounds had gotten infected. Dozens of blisters all over my body had been lanced. Even after taking far too many painkillers, the pain was still unbearable. I wanted to tell Ronald that I had no idea what he was talking about. I was in so much pain it felt like tens of thousands of ants were crawling over and biting into my ski

The clean hallway outside our home had turned into a disgusting garbage dump covered in buzzing flies. There was a designated trash area in the neighborhood, and everyone here had lived together for over a decade. There was no way people didn’t know where garbage was supposed to go. Anthony immediately exploded in anger. “Who did this? Throwing trash in front of someone else’s door like this, do you people have no shame?” Someone nearby muttered under their breath, “It’s still nothing compared to being the other man.” Anthony immediately lost it, grabbing the speaker by the collar. “What did you just say? I’m telling you right now, Anthony is not an adulterer! The real adulterer is that fake

do to bring his attention to her because he was only focus on the road just to get him look at her she faked a fall and hit her head Audrey felt so guilty, when her head started bleeding the moment they reached her house he bondage her head and told her after she sleeps and wake up everything will be fine he was about to leave when she hold his hand and said thank you Audrey you have never left my side not even for a second after all my shortcomings am truly sorry and I wish we can bring our friendship back please. He looked at her and said i don' t think that will be possible ivana as he walks out on her after he left,she immediately throws the glass on her hand on the floor. Why do you ke

I opened my lips to demand an explanation, but before I could speak, Alpha Orion continued, “The gods have set Andronika to this test, and Freyja herself has set you to guard her back. “No.” Tristan was pallid.I’d rather fight my way through every clan in the Southern region than go that route.” “Which route?” I demanded. “What is this path you speak of?” Alpha Orion didn’t so much as look in my direction, but Tristan ’s gaze caught mine. “It’s called the Shazam of the Underworld. It’s a series of steps and tunnels that run inside the sheer edge of the mountain.” The concept of tunnels sent my pulse to thrumming, as I had little fondness for being underground, but I didn’t believe Tris

I start to say before immediately falling silent. La Madona, Didi! It's the Madona who has heard your prayers and is offering you one of your greatest wishes: to be able to feed Santo Ganovese by hand! Please, Mother Madonna, I know it's wrong to make this kind of prayer, but one of my fantasies would be to do the Beauty and the Tramp scene with him. That we share a plate of spaghetti and... AAAAAAH. Santo stares at me. I feel tingles run through my body. I want him to stare at me for the rest of my life.