Verity Genres Novels & Stories

“ Ok, so what’d you like to talk to me about? “ I said annoyed after moments of silence. “ Would your pack like to come in and be peaceful or would you like to leave, “ he said seriously. “ What do you mean? This is our territory! “ I fumed “ I don’t want to be like our parents. I would like to propose a new way of handling our little, “ he paused to think, “ disagreement, “ “ You call the werewolves serving your mother’s head on a platter a disagreement? “ one of the bloodsuckers said. Suddenly, Ethan’s eyes went dark. I can’t explain it. It’s like the light reflecting from his eyes had gone. His veins popped out of his pale skin. Ethan grabbed the vamp’s throat. It was more of a threat tha

He yelled and pressed his hand against my throat. I tried to breath but his grip around my neck was very tight. He tightened further and I tried to remove his hand but it was hard. He glared at me and his eyes were very red. He looked like he wanted me dead. "Don't cross the line. I hate you and your guts and I'll do anything to get rid of you. Stay in your lane and do whatever I ask you to do if you want to live." He added more force and pressed my neck tightly.

“Why wouldn’t he?” “I think he really liked Zoe,” Anja murmured. “And I think that, maybe, Zoe really liked him too.” Green eyes narrowed in admonishment, a scowl creasing the smooth skin of Sienna’s forehead. “Don’t be ridiculous. He kills people. What part of that is not sinking in for you?” Anja rolled her eyes dramatically. “It’s not as if he’s running down the street picking off innocent people, Sienna. Jesus. He’s getting rid of bad people, like Dexter or the Punisher. You know, the kinds of people audiences tend to cheer for?”

Familiar earthy scent invaded her senses as that deep velvety voice that always wet her panties reached her ears. "You teased me so fucking painfully! Now as your punishment, I'm gonna fuck you rough and hard baby!" He rasped in her ear sending electrifying shocks directly to her core as it throbbed for him. Such a sweet punishment.

There are only two single lights on the ceiling, showcasing the individual piece. I close my eyes and am washed with waves of familiarity. The room is suffused with a mix of amber, musk, leather, and traces of citrus. A scentI know all too well. Similar to the one in the lobby, there is another record player in one of the corners, except the tune that plays causes me to break into an awful laugh, quickly watering my eyes. "Is there a soundtrack for that film you were talking about? The one about the rat?" He asked me one night and I remember bursting out in laughter that

I was filled with anger that wasn’t entirely mine, that is until Arian stepped into my line of vision and I felt it like a blow to my stomach, A bond, confirmed by Mela’s own growl of “mate” in my head, even as his scent of Almonds assaulted my nostrils. With that Mela recoiled back and I could look out through my own eyes again, but the clearing was brighter, the air fresher, I could almost taste it. I looked at Arian again, seeing something like admiration glowing in his eyes and then it disappeared so fast, so much that I thought I had imagined it, replaced by a look of disgust.

If I may ask you something, what genres are contrast, Your Highness? ‘vanilla and NTR. Vanilla is a genre that depicts conventional intercourse, where a couple having normal intercourse with affection to each other.” Alfi explained. ”While NTR, which is a short of Netorare which means cheated on is the opposite of Vanilla. This genre is about a tragic story about a couple's relationship is broken for one of them is having sex with another guy. Typical sad story.”

appreciate the great deployment you gave to the first of my victims; of a long series that I plan to execute, with the sole purpose of satisfying my gourmet appetites. To the absurd and naive question of the newspaper that says: WHO MIGHT BE THE MURDERER AND WHY DID HE KILL HIM? I think it's an excellent question in the midst of your stupidity. For obvious reasons, as in any respectable crime, there is a brilliant motive. "The flashing reason" for which I killed him I will not reveal it for now. As for the subjective part, the cause is different: I dismember and devour a human being with the sole purpose of putting my formidable cooking recipes into practice. I devoured the dried meat of a

My mind is brought back with a mocking laugh behind us, I turn around and find Samuel. "Mind telling us what's so funny?" I ask while glaring at him. "Quit giving her hopes Eden," he says, with a smirk plastered on his face. "I am not giving out hopes, I am telling her the truth," I say to him, my anger also surfacing. "Nice then, let's see if you both get anything out of this dead place," he says daring Elsa to retaliate but for some reasons she refuses to give in to his attacks today. "Why is he always so weird? First he is timid and shy, then he is going around and acting like an ass. What's with him?" Elsa asks confused, as soon as he walks far enough from us.

the Dj suddenly changed the beat to slow and tense music. I don't know if it is the music or not but I can see the sudden change in his expression. it shifts from a goofy one to a serious one. It looks more intense than it has ever been. he begins to stare down at me and I wonder why the change in demeanour. I don't know why but I begin to feel butterflies in my stomach. I don't know why I suddenly begin to notice how attractive he is. not that I didn't notice earlier but his lips begin to look sexier as he stares down at me.