Trample Stories Novels & Stories

“First to cum has to give the other person hundred dollars.” “Is it gonna be Trandy and i against you?” “Yes.” “Funny of you to think you can take us both down.” “You should know i have high libodo, i can last for hours. Now that i have gotten smoke and alcohol…i might go all night.” I paused at him, scoffing my face at how he bluffed. “Let him place the bet, Cam. We would take him down. That dick would cry after we are done with it.” Frandy winked at Liam and grabbed the smoke from him.

"You're not getting away from me, angel." Hmph. What a brat. I set the flowers aside, not taking Jeremy's words to heart. As soon as I did that, Mabel Lane called me. She said, "I have good news, Sasha. I've found a great streamer here; I think the company will…" Her mention of this reminded me that I'd yet to find any suitable streamers during this trip. All I'd found was a young man who was backing me into a corner. The thought of Jeremy reminded me of what had happened during the sharing session. My body started heating up again.

Arguments are bound to happen. "Will you stop comparing yourself to her? She means nothing," he says angrily. "I want to leave for some time to ...." Before I can finish what I am saying, the door is down. Don runs to hug me on the floor. "Anything but that. Promise me you won't leave me. Promise me Nala. Tell me you won't leave me," he says like he is actually scared. "Promise, but you also have to promise me, too," I say.

While I waited at the hospital to get my tubes tied, I came across a question that was blowing up online. [What's the cruelest way to get revenge on a woman?] An anonymous answer sat at the very top with thousands of upvotes. [Easy. Become her best friend, then slowly take everything she's proud of away from her. [I should know. That's exactly what I did to the girl I grew up with. [By the time she realized anything was wrong, her parents already treated me like their daughter, and I outranked her at her own family's company. Her childhood sweetheart, who later became her husband, lost his virginity to me in the house she personally decorated for them. [And those twins she thinks are

Nimblely dodging their hands, I then leap into the fray, catching the tail of one of my companion's attackers as it turns to bite me. He diverts his attention enough from my wolf that the latter can grab him by the neck before sending him crashing into a wall. He's just finished with this one that he grabs another of his opponents by the paw, pulling with all his might, managing to put him on his back in a submission position. I help him somehow by trying to keep the others away. I pull on the hair while kicking, even though I feel like a fly that annoys a horse, when a man grabs me by the waist while passing behind me before pressing me to the ground.

There was gradually less need to provide me with medications when I felt low. One Saturday she asked me if I was ready to go with her on a trip to visit some friends. It was a cold rainy day but we eventually arrived at her church where the friends were gathered . It was a social gathering made up of a group of people with bitter frightening experiences like I had gone through. She introduced me to the members of the group . Several members stood up to share with us experiences they went through in the past and efforts they had taken to wipe of these memories. Many of them had physical scars to show from their experiences. One cheerful pretty lady had her leg amputated as a result of he

"Transferring during second year is such a weird time." "Some stuff happened at my last school, so my aunt told me to just transfer. Plus, my dad graduated here, so I thought I'd try it out too." "Did you get into a fight or something?" Crimson asked. "Please, I'm too scrawny to get into a fight. I'd instantly be knocked out." "Then can I ask what happened?" "You can't." I replied almost immediately. "I'd rather not talk about it." There was a bit of an awkward silence, but then suddenly, Scarlet looked like she lied down, but she actually fell asleep. "That scared me!" I exclaimed as I held onto my chest.

"Rejoice because your story is about to reach a happily ever moment." She heard the man saying over the fading howlings above them then felt somehow relieved, of course because she didn't know that the man saying all this was the rumoured merciless son of alpha Kyron, the alpha of Flaming hybrids pack. A guy who killed her twinsister. A guy she hated the most.

Some stories started with hate. This one ended with everything.

Michael grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. "Get on your knees," he ordered. I slid off the bed and knelt in front of him. He stared down at me. "Look at you,” he began, “every inch of your covered in your own cum. You are such a pathetic whore.” I swallowed hard. “I gave you one order. And you could not even follow one simple rule." My eyes lowered. "I'm sorry," I whispered. "Sorry isn't enough." He slapped my face lightly, then harder.