Witch Tips Novels & Stories

I fought the urge to grab his hands. Instead, I used my right hand to pull the knife from my pocket, slashing hard at the artery on his wrist! My movements were smooth and quick, almost like I had done this before. Reflexes like that made me question who I truly was. He screamed and let go, staring at his wounded hand, but he couldn't stop the bleeding no matter what he did. I wiped the blade clean. As expected of the knife the housekeeper had used for decapitating those young women. It was razor-sharp indeed.

His lips leave mine and kiss down my jaw, before tilting my head to the side and brushing the hair away from my skin. His lips dance down my neck making my lips part, and I let out a gasp louder than intended. I didn’t want him to know what he did to me. But there was no hiding it. I moved my hips gently against his lap without even realizing what I was doing. I let my hands fall to the bottom of his shirt, tugging at the thin material as my hips moved back and forth slowly. His mouth decorated my neck with small galaxies of purple marks that I knew I would hate tomorrow.

I slid to the side so that Levi reaches around and unclips her bra, and I slide it off her arms. Taking her nipple in my mouth, I bit down a little on her nipple, making her moan and gasp at the same time. I slide my hand down her stomach to her core. I can feel the wetness, and it calls to me. I grab her up off the counter and stand her on her feet. Levi starts on his side, and I start on mine. We lower her panties till they hit the floor. Levi then grabs her and sets her back on the counter. I get on my knee and bring my mouth to her core. My tongue slides up and over her clit. She grabs Levi and locks her lips with his to keep from hollering out.

"The night has just begun, Ms. Davis. Are you already missing your boyfriend?" I couldn't help but chuckle and playfully shake my head as my colleague insisted on refilling my glass with more wine. "Why don't we play truth or dare?" Ms. Hark suggested with a mischievous glint in her eyes as she raised an empty bottle of wine. Everyone cheered in excitement as they agreed with Ms. Hark's idea. With a perked-up atmosphere, she began spinning the bottle in her hand. Their eyes sparkled with anticipation as the bottle slowed down its turn.

Sharon watched Davis watching and tightened her hand on E than defensively, warning him. Davis turned aside, trying to push the thought away. It couldn't be. could it ?

"The old vampire asked for marriage and here you are asking for a child, why don't don't you two each other? You're complicating a simple matter, you know?" "Your mouth!" she yelled, truly shocked. "I don't like your choice of words!" she snapped, she's deeply offended by his remarks. "I don't have any plan to sugarcoat my words, what for?" a teasing smirk appear on his face, intentionally letting her to see it so she'll be more piss. "Am I pissing you off?" Ajax added who still had the audacity to sip his tea, of course Erin made it for him, he would actually empty it. At Least he got to taste this again, with an unfortunate scenario.

’ Akira huffs. In the very next moment, I saw Olivia grabbing Tiffany and swinging her to the other side of the section. I don’t know what happened, but it happened so fast. Tiffany scrambled up, with her friends helping her and she made her way to the stairs. Stumbling and bumping into me. “Sorry Princess” she says. “It’s ok, are you alright?” I asked concerned knowing how brutal my best friend can be. She has become an experienced warrior during training. ‘Teach her a lesson for kissing mate’ ‘No Akira’.

Walking into the party made me look amazing , people kept swinging their heads backwards as we walked. I wouldn’t be surprised thou cause I was pretty and absolutely my first time here so the must be amazed and with jessie walking with me it must be fire cause she’s a quite popular here and she’s cool, I thought to myself. Coke or mojito? A stranger asked. Coke , I hesitated . Okay here he handed the drink over to me . I poured the drink out immediately, shit this has rum in it.

He looked at me through his mirror, the same angry glare plastered on his face as he turned around. As anticipated, he had tattoos on his stomach. On one side, he had a crown, on the other he had what looked like a date which of course I had no idea what was for. He then had a tattoo in the centre of his chest. He also had a smaller tattoo on his hip which looked too small for me to actually see what it was but there was another tattoo on the other side which was almost on his v line which might I add was very toned. The tattoo was a 'forgive' one in cursive writing.