Undertale Insomnia Comic Novels & Stories

“Now that’s glorious. The expression on Cam’s face and the way you’ve drawn Talen like he’s a f-king sex god… I love it! I want it on my bedroom wall. Just look at Talen’s c-ck, it even looks slick with lube… And is that a handprint on Cam’s arse?” She laughed, flattered by his enthusiasm. “It’s a pet project. Perhaps prep for the next comic book series when this one is finished.” “Well, anytime you need us to pose for you…” he winked. “Get your mind off your c-ck, turn the page,” she laughed. “And help me out you fool.”

Above us, giant banners shimmered with house sigils. “You look dead,” Talia said cheerfully, biting into a buttered roll. “Thanks,” I muttered, stirring my lukewarm tea. My eyes burned from another sleepless night. Dreams from last night haunted me, growls, teeth splintering, Atlas muttering something I can’t understand.

"I'm sure that was just her trickery, right, Darling?" "Sorry, my dear Luna. I agree with Rutherford," Ikaros said. The man glanced at me for a moment, and our eyes met. "I want to scold you. But you look pale. Are you sick?" I refused to answer. I had suddenly turned into a terrifying furry creature, and I began to believe that Lorelei was a witch, or at the very least, I was being pranked and there was a hidden camera capturing my expression. Now the fur was gone from my skin, but I was still traumatized.

She wondered if her saliva would work, or maybe only werewolves who have their wolves produce saliva that heals. “Now, let me check the rest.” Talia jolted at Lucaino’s words. What ‘rest’ was he talking about? Luciano extended his hand toward Talia, and she shrunk, making him halt his movements. “Is there a problem?”, Lucaino asked with confusion obvious on his face. “Can I at least get underwear?”, Talia spoke timidly. Luciano didn’t think if she had anything under the bathrobe, but the confirmation that she had no underwear made his jeans tight in the crotch area.

Cinderella POV. I got dressed as Pauly told me to, and the traitor went over to Lilith, what does he even see in Lilith, she's evil! He keeps saying don't judge a book by its title, but has he seen my books, the title says it all! I have a freaking story that's called Insomnia story, it's only been called that since I wrote it when I couldn't sleep at night, see the title says it all, and Lilith is bad news.

“I have to spend three hours tattooing a sleeve on a homophobic truck driver, and he’s going to think I’m hard over him.” Aislen and Talen laughed, and Heath grinned shaking his head as the banter between his two mates continued as they left the house. “F-king comedians,” Heath was awake now, he thought, and might as well take advantage of it. He slid his hand over Talen’s side, over the ridges of stomach muscles, before closing over Talen’s c-ck, causing the vampire to moan.