X Men Frenzy Novels & Stories

The silence in the apartment was absolute. It was the kind of silence that comes after an explosion, when the ringing in your ears is the only sound left. Lorenzo stood at the window, a stark silhouette against the city lights, his shoulders rigid. The bond between us felt like a frayed wire, sputtering with the raw, jagged energy of his rage and betrayal.

“Kidding. Give it back.” Grey handed it over once more, visibly flustered. “Call Kat now.” “Thanks. Grey, Black messaged again—just kidding,” Red teased. “Oh, come on! You guys are annoying!” Grey complained and sat back down. He turned to Blue. “Wake up already. These idiots are ganging up on me. You’re the only one I can count on.” “Hi, Black,” Red greeted playfully. “Shut up! You can’t fool me. You’re all so annoying! Always making me look gay!” Grey grumbled. Black had just arrived and put an arm around him. “What the hell, Green! Take your hand off me!”

Just a half-dozen staggering steps and he was on my brother. Fights in real life aren’t the slick, choreographed events they show in movies. They’re ugly, sloppy, primal things. Punches were thrown and there was a lot of yelling and grunting and panting. My father was a big man, and, drunk or not, the outcome was never in doubt. He grabbed my brother by the shoulders and slammed him against the wagon. Matt’s neck caught the edge of the metal tub and his head snapped awkwardly. My father grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him up. Matt’s head flopped bonelessly from side-to-side until his assailant let him drop to the wet sand.

Mercile Industries was a drug research and development company that would do anything to make a buck. She watched 416 cautiously as she allowed her gaze to roam over his naked body. His back rose and fell with his breathing but besides blinking, he didn’t otherwise move. She noticed a red mark on his side. With his arms stretched upward she could see it clearly. Ellie hesitated. He could kill her if he broke a chain.

He yelled out in frustration while punching his phone and knocking it out of the table onto the white ceramic floor. Andrew emerged from his room laughing and clutching his stomach tightly. "You almost tipped off the fire alarms." Andrew couldn't stop laughing. Elijah stood sweaty, his hair disheveled and his shirt, worn on the wrong side. "Knock yourself out." The man threw his hands up in surrender and then went over to the refrigerator to grab a drink for himself. "I'm never trying this again." He groaned. "Stop laughing!" He picked up an apple and threw it at Andrew's head before walking back into his room to check on Adrian.

"Ah fuck, Ambrose. Harder." "Shit, Matt. You feel so good, fuck." "Harder, please. I'm going to cum." The sounds of pounding and moaning echoed in the room, filling the air of the empty night. It didn't take long for Matthew to cum all over his chest and- *ring* *ring* *ring* Matthew groaned in annoyance and blindly grabbed his phone before answering it. "Hello?" He groggily answered.

I knew by fact that Ryan wasn’t from a religious family, but at some moments like this, it was as if it just took over him as it did at the Halloween party we broke up… ”Ryan… had you forgotten what I told you earlier? I had boyfriends, I like MEN. I’ll never be happy or marry a woman, so take this bullshit out of your head once for all. Do it if it’s what you want for your life, but it’ll never be me!” … I couldn’t stop the tired sigh from escaping my lips after I told him that, brushing my hair away, I just wanted to leave already as I heard the countdown starting as the music calmed once more.

ETHAN Is this even supposed to be happening? A man that's 7ft tall, large like a giant bag of tacos, is beating up a woman half his size—who obviously has a death wish. It's hard to hear her taunting words when everyone next to me is screaming on top of their lungs, cheering for the girl in the ring. “You look rather spooked,” a guy next to me growls into my ear. “Shouldn't you be enjoying this?” “An unusual fight that's slowly getting bloody? No, I'll pass.”

Their mouth moves in a perfect sync and the hot sound of their smashing lips makes them feel a building desire in the pit of their stomach. Unconsciously, Heer sucks on his bottom lip and he moans under her mouth, sending chills down her spine in utter pleasure. His one calloused hand grips both of her hands above her head and the other one roams under her cloth, exciting the heat to envelope her whole body. Her toes curled up and she arched her back in excitement but suddenly a mobile ring disturbed both of them. Sanam gets annoyed when the sound reaches his ears. Wants to smash the head of a person who tries to rot such beautiful moments, even if it happened by mistake.