Venus Mantrap Manhwa の小説・ストーリー

Venus replied and the man walked up to her grabbing her by the neck. The blanket dropped as she tried to free herself from his grip exposing her chest. The man stared at her beautiful chest briefly towering over her before returning his gaze to her face. "I was only doing my job. Nothing more but I fell in love with you. What you pay me for my services, goes to the club," Venus explained, her voice barely audible but he heard her. He let go of her and she fell to the floor from the bed coughing violently. The man stood in the middle of the room in deep thought for a while and ran his hands through his curly blonde hair in frustration before going to his bag. He returned to her side.

Nabi reached her room, panting. "They must have known that I am obsessed with Vampires, so they are pulling a prank on me. Yes, Correct! Correct! If they were vampires, they wouldn't let me go. Yeh!!" As she thought and looked up, she could only see Vampires everywhere. Her walls were filled with Vampires pictures, and the bed, chair and stool had books. Her legs started trembling, looking at the cover page of each book.

I followed her in and then closed the door behind me. “Petra, Adel you guys were taking forever.” Venessa chimed welcoming us with a hug. Okay, I was surprised to see her here; when did she become pals with Petra? She hugged Petra before giving me a big bear hug. Venessa was slightly shorter than me, with a bit more skin, making her chubby. She had a cute appearance. “Sorry about what happened. Kim is a bitch.” Venessa sneered; I guess Petra had already bad-mouthed Kim to all her friends.

"Of course, it's you! You're the toad and I'm the swan. You're not even worthy to tie my shoes, so get lost before I make you regret it." "You wretched woman, I'll make you wish you were never born..." The man, now completely enraged by Serena's words, decided to use force. He couldn't believe he couldn't handle a drunken woman. This woman had truly ignited his fury, he absolutely hated it when people called him ugly. The man reached out aggressively, trying to grab her. But Serena wasn't someone to mess with, she swiftly caught his arm and with a graceful spin, tossed him aside effortlessly. Despite her petite and charming appearance, Serena was trained in Taekwondo.

Somewhere across that border, the Eclipse Star was being picked apart by a parasite, and the woman I had searched years for was being drained of her very soul to fund the feast. I’d watched the packhouse for days. I’d seen what Vance and his rogue inflicted on Amani. It was a pure insult. Every time they had sex, a piece of Amani withered. I could smell the decline in her scent, the way the vibrant, forest-pine aroma of her spirit was being replaced by clinical exhaustion. Zebub wasn’t just a mistress, I could tell she was an executioner. She was pulling the strings of a triangle bond as it fit her plans, waiting for the exact sign to end Amani permanently.

“You need to see this.” I lowered my phone from my ears to find a dark room on my phone screen. Raina held the phone in her hand, putting the camera on my sister. Standing against a post in the middle of a ramshackle room, Venus stared back at me. She was soaking wet from head to toe, tied up around the waist with huge silver chains. Blood ran down her arm. Her body shook. She repeatedly begged me to talk sense into Raina. I blinked with my frozen heart, confused and utterly shocked. What?

He must of felt Venus get smacked and come running. "Damit, you fucking bitch!!! You broke my fucking nose!!! I'm going to rip you to shreds!!! You, fucking dumb ass bi...." Spencer's screams were cut off. Venus had slipped her brother's grip and had jumped back on Spencer. This time punching any free spot on his body she find.

Damien "Are you a man?" the man gasped in shock, his eyes wide with disbelief. Venus placed his hand on his cock, a smirk playing on his lips as he began to massage it. Slowly, he removed his pants, revealing his now erect member. Venus Lewis struck the man with his hardened member, the unexpected action causing me to tense up, unsure of how to react. "What's wrong, Polo? Don't you want me anymore?" Venus questioned, his voice laced with a mix of amusement and desire.

I am Venenum, I bleed no weakness. But the mantras in my head are just hums when my rejected mates are here with this amount of determination and hunger in their eyes as they rip down my walls and all the chances of me saving them from myself. My chest aches. My soul has been fucking starved of any kind of connection like this for as long as I can remember. I’ve never wanted anything like I want them right now. I squeeze my eyes shut as the rest of my walls slip away. Fuck it. I'm giving in…

The dimly lit bar was a sanctuary for the weary and the wicked alike. The air was thick with the scent of aged whiskey and the low hum of conversation, punctuated by the occasional clink of glasses. Chase Almonte leaned against the polished mahogany counter, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, his mind racing with thoughts of revenge. He had always been a man of ambition, but lately, that ambition had twisted into something darker, fueled by a burning hatred for his niece, Desire.