Trample Stories Novels & Stories

He was never one to regret his choices. I was sprawled against the ground as I clung to memories, trying to dull the pain that coursed through my body. The Cane Corso tore another chunk of flesh from my leg, gnawing on it like a prize. I no longer fought back. Eventually, even Luna seemed to grow bored. Just as the dog prepared to strike again, something changed. In the blink of an eye, it dropped to the floor, as meek as a lamb, frozen in place like it had seen a ghost.

I consoled him and gave him some water. “She locked me up in the store room” “WHAT? IN THE STOOR ROOM? HOW DID YOU COME HERE! Tell me everything.” I questioned. “I was locked inside since morning and when she opened me up, I ran and hid here. She warned me that she’ll lock me again if I told this to anyone.” I stood up and as I went forward Zac held my leg and started to cry. “Please don’t go. I don’t want to get locked please.”

He held my hand while he answered, "I was rejected by my beloved he then had his friends rape me till I rejected him back. By then I was already a whore. Here there are two groups the whores that are a step up from the blood whores. I'm not sure if they throw themselves at Carden or if he had fun taking them for everything they had. The whores all become blood whores at one point. We have a guest that wants only to drink from us until we're almost dead." "Carden lets them do that!" If I wasn't already livid I was more so. I felt every fiber in my body was screaming to not ever be left alone with him. He was getting sneaky in wich his outburst or anger. Trax said he was getting more agitated.

"BUt how am I suppose to be happy with anyone else when I yearn for no one else? If that woman could be similar to your sister then I would probably take the chances and gamble." "Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!" Anton shook his head, refuting. "Whatever you desire, I won't stick my nose into your business anymore. You're the most stubborn man I've ever encountered!" Terrence just laughed and went on pouring himself a shot. One after another until they fully consumed the whole bottle of whisky. They ended drunk and wasted. They couldn't drive themselves towards home therefore Anton called the manager to book a driver for them but Terrence waved his hand, saying. "I'm with Mark. He can drive me home. Don"t wo

enough to make you drip? “Let’s take this off,” he said, pulling down the zip of my dress. A cold breeze kissed my liberated back, transporting me again to that night. My roommate was on her knees, a man’s erection was in her mouth while her hand played with another man’s…… And kneeling before her was another man whose mouth was feasting on her bosom whilst his hands stroked his erection. “Oh my God!!!!” I screamed, my things tumbling to the floor. Their heads turned to my direction yet neither of them stopped their disgraceful engagements except my roommate whose mouth made a pop sound as she pulled away from the man’s erection.

“Fuck me, Jake. Fill Mommy’s cunt while I keep eating my baby girl.” Jake didn’t hesitate. He gripped her wide hips and slammed into her in one brutal thrust. Sarah cried out into my pussy as he bottomed out, balls-deep. The force pushed her face harder against me. He started pounding her immediately—hard, deep strokes that made her heavy tits swing and slap together.

I could feel every eye on me, every whisper pressing in. "Please, Mrs Stone," I tried again, my voice softer now, almost breaking. "You don’t understand what really happened. I didn’t cheat—" "And yet there are pictures and videos of it," Anya cut in with a smug smile. "Have some shame Camelia you're in a luxurious party not a club." My fingers tightened around the glass in my hand, but I slowly set it down on a passing tray. My throat burned, my chest tight, humiliation crawling through me.

“What stuff could you possibly still have here? I threw out your clothes years ago. Dan said your books were taking up space, so he sold them. Oh, and those houseplants you kept? They all died.” She paused, then added, “I stopped watering them on purpose.” I turned and pressed the elevator button. Her voice followed me from behind. “Stella, don’t make this uglier than it has to be. You have nothing now. You can’t beat me.” The elevator doors slid shut. I leaned back against the cold metal wall and closed my eyes. Five years. I thought I had been climbing the ladder of my career. It turned out I had just been giving them their honeymoon.

, she said. Like a chain reaction, everyone stretched their hands out for a handshake and told me their name. Their voices overlapped each other and I almost got them mixed up. "You do realize that you won't be going home for a while, right?", said Tristan, biting his nails. I think about the non-existent home and the cold streets. I wasn't going back there. I'd rather be a werewolf. "I don't have a home", I reply nonchalantly. There was a short silence and everyone looked uncomfortable. Tristan looked like he was kicking himself for asking the question

Before Emilia and I could ogle at the adorable family for longer, we were pulled back by our scrubs. “If you’re done ogling at them, we have to go downstairs to receive the incoming trauma.” Henry grumpily said and shoved the charts into our hands. “Says you,” Emilia grunted, “That’s how you met Amy by the way. While I was busy treating her dad, you were busy ogling her.” “Didn’t you say Doctor Tinder is keeping you happy? why do you need patients to ogle at?” “Dylan. His name is Dylan.” Emilia groaned and glared at him.