Wanton Novels & Stories

“Jack, I promise I will return the favor. Anything you want.” “Anything?” “Not a threesome.” Jack laughed. “Look who got his sense of humor back finally.” “I wouldn’t mind a threesome,” the rogue said. “Fuck! Look what my sense of humor just did.” I groaned. She tried to inch her way back over to me, struggling to pull her wrists free of Jack and Luke. “Please, I want you so badly. I’m so wet. It’s like a waterfall on my thighs,” she cried out. “Fucking A.”

I felt nothing. "Most of us believe you deserve better than a woman that rejected you and then only took you back because she was about to lose you to someone else. Luna Gwen is greedy and does not like to lose. We also believe that you were better off choosing from the Gray, Clement or Forest pack. Those Willow women have done enough. Look at what Simone did, and the drug problem still lingers. I do not like her, Alpha, because she is a Willow, and you rather share her with Alpha Renfield than pick from the vast collection of women from your territory. Any of us could have been luna. She does not even want to have babies for you. She smells like she is on birth control, which made me angrie

Chapter 48 Jake's pov The windshield wipers on my sports car slammed back and forth. I leaned closer to the steering wheel. My eyes scanned the side of the road. I knew she would be here somewhere. I knew my brother. Dante was a monster when he was angry. He was a man who burned everything he touched without looking. And tonight thanks to the little trap I had built he had burned Kayla. Then my headlights caught her.

We would never try for a child. I lowered my head in shame, “I got an implant last year.” I told her, “Too busy for a baby.” I was not busy. Not at all. Triston told me three years ago, we would never have a child. He never wanted that from me now. Four years ago, though, that’s all we wanted. For us to have a bundle in our home, to feel like I had purpose again. If I weren’t so careless, I would have fulfilled that dream, but now. It’s all a memory.

Dante Moretti. Victor’s most ruthless rival. She had heard the name whispered in fearful voices around the estate, but now, seeing him up close, she understood why. He was nothing like Victor. Where Victor’s dominance was controlled and suffocating, Dante exuded something more sinister…. chaotic and cruel. He was tall and lean, his dark suit perfectly fitted, but his presence alone made the room feel smaller. His jet-black hair was slicked back, exposing a sharp jawline and piercing green eyes that held a sick kind of amusement.

she finally said, trembling, but he added a second thick finger, stretching her open as he curled them deep inside her. “Right,” he sneered, clearly not believing her. “I know women like you, Mrs. Langley. Bored little housewives stuck in big houses, horny as shit while your husband is always away. I bet you never had a real man stretch out your pretty cunt and fuck you the way you need.” His words were so dirty and cruel. It made her face burn with humiliation, but it was also the truth and that fact sent fresh gushes of wetness coating his fingers.

Sejatine Kanun ora mbebayani tumrap manungsa, amarga dheweke luwih seneng mangan setan utawa dhemit liyane, nanging iki mesthi beda yen dheweke dikuwasani dewa sengit. Hugo frowned as he read the sentence as well as the last paragraph of the page. The sentence roughly means, “Basically Kanun is not dangerous to humans, because they prefers to eat demons or other devils, but it would have been different had it been blessed with the power of the God of Hatred.” Does that mean Kanun will become a figure who will eat all kinds of creatures, whether they are supernatural beings or not? Why did this sound a little funny to his ears?

When Waling had given birth to a girl, Ram tried to get rid of the kid. "If you took Finny, I'd kill myself," Waling threatened calmly. She stared at him indifferently. Ram flopped on the chair. "Serve me then." Without expression on her face, Waling sat on his shaft. She moved up and down on him with a faraway look in her eyes. "Oh, Waling! I got so excited just by thinking of you!" Ram did not care. He was overwhelmed when she obeyed him. He moaned and shouted triumphantly. But he was not satiated. He just satisfied his desire to dominate but there was something missing in the union. Waling was not mentally present!

I said. “I’m pretty sure it’s already in UrbanDictionary.com,” Anh said, then blushed again when everyone looked at her. I nodded decisively. “See? UrbanDictionary.com.” “My guess is it relates more to a sensation of discomfort, rather than an emotional state,” Connor said. “Johnny? What do you say?” Johnny shook his head. “I’m not even getting in this conversation.” “Wimp,” Connor said good-naturedly. “All it takes is for us to get it into common usage,” I said. “We’ll just start slipping it into regular conversations. You can even use it in your shareholder letters.”

“Hebe, you go get ready. I'll go get the other girl's information." "Yes, Sir" After Hebe left, Wolfgang frowned. Hebe had a unique scent on him, the smell of blood mixed with the sterilizer. Not only that, but the smell was a bit like the smell of a wild animal. But the scent was very faint. It only appeared briefly and then disappeared. Wolfgang stood silently in the hallway as if thinking about something significant. Suddenly a girl came up behind him, then spoke up. “What are you thinking so focused on, captain?”