Vicky Monster Prom Novels & Stories

I as Catrina as we finish up. “Meet with the Faerie Wolf and make a friend. That is all we ask Little One,” Catrina kisses my head and sends me off to bed. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Vicky’s POV “Come along Victoria,” My mother hisses at me. “Why I hate this place, it’s creepy,” I tell her as we make our way up the walk. The woman that answers wants my hand. What is my palm going to tell you? I don’t even believe this. “Drink this tea and let me look,” She tells me.

I thrust in rhythm with her, pounding deeper and harder into her. "Oh, fuck, Kent. Not here, not here…no, oh…yes!" Vicky's eyes are squeezed shut as her moans grow louder and louder. When I am attacking her G-spot, she grabs my head, pulling it down, pressing our mouths together. I kiss her deeply as I stay buried deep inside her. Her back arches and she cries out my name.

Vicky pulled his hand away from her mouth, he pouted at the sight of the shy woman. “Now, I want to hear your cute moaning voice, if you’re covering your little mouth” Vicky trailed. “How would I be able to hear your pleading and moan?”. Vicky is a sadist, was the only thing Rae could think of. He likes to tease her senses and tested her resistance. She looked at the lawyer meekly. “This is strange, are we going to do this through the end?” Rae gulped nervously while holding back her moans.

She leaned in, her lips grazing his earlobe one last time. "Just so you know, Daddy... I’m not wearing any panties under this skirt." Greg’s head snapped toward her, his face pale and covered in sweat. "I’m going over to the library now," Vicky said out loud, stepping away from him with a sweet smile. "I have a lot of 'studying' to do." She looked back at Greg, her eyes dark and full of a wicked hunger. "I want you to come there in ten minutes. I want you to fuck me against the bookshelves while we watch Mom through the door. I want to see if you can keep her from hearing us."

Chaining his wrist to the iron bedframe—not because we thought it would hold him forever, but because it might slow him down long enough for us to survive. When we finished, he looked less like a monster dragged from the street and more like a warlord temporarily caged. Mae sat heavily in the chair, eyes never leaving him. “So,” she said softly, “what exactly did we bring into your apartment?” I met her gaze. “Someone important,” I said. “And someone dangerous enough that people will come looking.” Mae’s mouth curved into a slow, uneasy smile. “And that’s our opening.” I looked back at the vampire, his chest rising and falling in slow, measured breaths. “Yes,” I said quietly. “It is.”

I repeat, tasting the word on my tongue. "We are monsters, aren't we?" Nicodra asks deviously. "Yes, we sleep in beds and bathe in showers, eat with forks and knives—cooked foods—but we're beasts. I had heard that a woman of your pack killed her mate. Bizarre, isn't it?" "Tragic, I think," I answer. "I can't lie, it's been on my mind. Horrible, terrible thing." David says, "We're choosing to move on from the incident."

UNKNOWN POV I am washing my face and having a drink from a lake when I get the strong feeling I'm being watched as I turn I see a vampire coming straight at me, I snear knowing I'm not your average wolf, and I can easily take him. As he gets to me I grab him and throw him into the water, my flight or fight response is surprising me as it usually tells me not to fight but not this time. The vampire comes for me again and I let Kylo take control shifting into my wolf. Kylo snaps at him, missing him by centimetres as he hits Kylo in the side "he's not a regular vampire Ky he has no scent be careful" I tell him as he lunges for the vampire again, suddenly a knife comes seemingly out of nowhere a

Vicky still had to tell us the whole story with her and Devin because right now all we know is that they were highschool sweethearts and I am surprised to not remember him at all. But I guess I was too shy back then to remember anyone. Vicky came back at that moment, but she was not alone. There beside her stood a spitting image of her. Does she have a sister? But I know her father is dead and she does not speak with her mom at all. And this girl looked to be around 13 years old. What the hell.

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one