Untamed Chinese Novels & Stories

Sorry the security replied. "Well my name is Cou Tian but you can as well call me the shaman," Cou Tian said as he flash a creepy smile. Though him being one of the best shaman alive he believes that acting more mysterious will always fetch him more income

“The top. So you can do it properly.” Alex didn’t hesitate. He untied the strings. The emerald triangles fell away, and her massive tits spilled free—full, heavy, perfect. Dark areolas wide and puckered, nipples thick and begging. He poured lotion directly onto them and massaged it in, rolling her nipples between his fingers until she was panting. “God, Alex… your hands feel so good on Mommy’s tits.” She let him play for long minutes, moaning softly, hips rolling. Then she sat up suddenly, tits bouncing.

Aidan sighed "How was it with Mikhail last Saturday?" "Oh, this" He's cheeks went red "I-It was good, really good actually" "You're not telling me just it, tell me more" He smirked "What exactly did you guys do?" "Ahem, I think you don't have to know about it, Martin" "C'mon Phil, tell me, huh?" "Dammit, okay! He- He t-taught me how to you know" He made movements with his hands imitating a handjob "And g-gave me a blow- shit... blowjob" He said whispering the last word.

"Okay now, let's get down to the main discussion. Who are you? What is the name of your pack? And how come you got here? I inquired. And come to think of it, I didn't even think about his last night before taking her in. What if she's a spy or was sent as bait? Different questions kept brewing up in me. " I'm from the Crimson pack. I don't know how I got her but I think I was carried out of my pack, then brought here and was about being carried out again until you came to save me." Amanda stated. Oh wow! What an explanation. She was carried out, brought here, and then was about to be carried out again… wow!! Just wow!!!

His voice was smooth and windy, locked around her like the coiling of smoke. “ You can never be trusted, they would always see you as an endangered person, a dangerous force locked within the confine of their consciousness. No matter how you try to conform, their cage is your fate. But with me, no chains, no law would bind you, but only the reality of the untamed that was taken unfairly away from you.” Lydia reached out towards him, with her fingers trembling with expectation. And for the first time, she experienced an unfamiliar warmth against her fingertips - vibrant and alive. It was as if she felt hopeful within her.

He returned with a toothy grin to that. "By the way, what is this? It's good." I asked chewing on the warm bun, while we made way to the jeep. "It's Mantou. A Chinese styled, meat filled wheat dumpling. I like them." He added finishing the last of his bun and dumping the paper bag in the bin.

" Zane took a step forward, dropping his arms to his sides. "Our territory is holding just fine!” His fingers curled into fists. “We don't buy power from corrupt judges. We work for every inch. If Evren Stormvale thinks he can walk into the East Coast and order us around like his personal mercenaries, he’s going to find out how hard Shadow Moon bites back."

I tried to yank my arm away, but I couldn't move an inch. The elder saw my struggle and his face twisted into a scowl. He told her to stop whatever nonsense she was doing. "Unhand the stone, girl! Do not disrespect the artifact with your games!" I couldn't respond. The heat was climbing up my arm, turning from a jolt into a searing flame that raced through my veins. The red light vanished in an instant, and suddenly, the next moment a bright royal blue light made everywhere light.

Deborah lifted an eyebrow at her. “Best friends forever,” she grinned, showing the friendship-knotted ring on her left finger. “Best friends forever,” I repeated, showing the same ring to her, but I used mine as a pendant to my necklace as it didn’t fit my finger anymore. Deborah smirked but refused to say something. She stood up. “I’m preparing lunch.” “Lunch is on me,” Jessamine said, stopping her from going to the kitchen. “Aiden loves Chinese food.” She turned to me, blinking her adorable almond eyes. “You still love Chow Mein, right?”

Silence followed. “So have you met the cousin?” He pressed on. “Yeah, I met him not quite long ago.” “So, is he the same age as the old Macho?” Alex asked, his lips curving in a smile. “No, not at all. He is much younger than Macho.” As Lucas talked, his heart skipped as Vince's image flashed on his face. “Much younger? Is he cute?” “Yeah, he is very cute. He seemed like a nice guy. His name is Vince"