Zuma X Rocky Novels & Stories

Frankie asked pointing to his chest "Oh please stop that" Trent roll his eyes "All you can do is dancing,,,we deal with vocals,raps,and a lot more" Rocky said "Singing without dancing is rubbish whereas we can dance to beats alone" Frankie said "Is it weird if I agree with Frankie Hyung?" Jerry asked "It's weird,really weird" Rocky said "Okay I won't agree" Jerry muttered and they laughed "I and Seven owns this competition,,you're under our feets,,,Ivy and Winter are in this too" Frankie winked

With an act of vengeance in his tone, he muttered, “Last time …. You were saved by luck… But this time…. I will not miss my target…. Ruthless Rockstar!!!...” **********************

He fucked me hard against the glass, every powerful thrust pressing my breasts against the cold surface while the city blurred below us. “Say it,” he demanded, pounding into me. “Say you’re mine.” “Fuck— yes,” I gasped, legs tightening around him. “Harder… please—” He groaned, the sound raw and desperate. “That’s it. Take every inch, Sienna. This pussy belongs to me now.” The angle hit deep, making me see stars. I came fast and hard, moaning his name loud enough that I was sure the whole house heard. Nova followed right after, burying himself to the hilt with a guttural growl, filling me again.

"Okay... uhm, nice to meet you all." Trace stepped up to me and smiled. "Savannah, meet my bandmates. This," He spread his arms wide being as dramatic as he possibly could "is the Riot Club."

My arms scream in protest but I ignore it. I see a little path forming, a tight squeeze but I can fit. Moving one last crate with tired muscles to make this possible I set it down and allow myself a small break, a very small break. After two seconds I get down on my stomach and army crawl backward so my feet will reach the small basement window first.

My hands tremble as I type in Scar's number. "This is Zoya," I say the moment he answers on the second ring. "Oh my goodness, Zoya. Tell me you're safe." "Yeah, I am. I'm okay." I keep my voice from trembling as I nod, looking around the dark woods. I just fought a bunch of rogues for goodness knows why, Xander just confirmed that he wants nothing to do with me, but of course I was okay. There was no other way to be. At least I have Scar. I still have him.

“Shit, that one stung,” Audrie says rubbing her jaw as I reach a hand out to help her to her feet. “I guess all the stress and anger is finally surfacing” “Nice job everyone, that will be it for today,” Zac yells out and claps his hands together, signaling the end of training.

instead of biting it swipes Jestino using its claw!! *SHIK!* *bag!* the attack of this zombie is too strong and makes Jestino fly and slam at the wall!! this zombie is not a regular zombie, its attack pattern is different and its attack power was too strong! there is 5 large bloody mark of claw on Jestino's chest area !! "that looks not really good!!!"- Raymart "Raymart( aka Dugong) get Jr! we're going to retreat!!"- Jimboy

Aurelia spat, but one of the other guys grabbed her she started kicking and hitting him. "Della!" Someone shouted. Relief filled me as I looked towards the bar and saw Hunt and Kyler running towards us. The look in Hunt's eyes was foreign because I'd never seen him so angry. As soon as Hunt reached us, he grabbed the guy that was holding me and Kyler was busy with the other that had Aurelia. The third guy made a run for it when he realized he had no chance of fighting back. Hunt was on top of the man in seconds, his back heaving as he brought his fist down on the man's jaw.

His gaze following every single movement Jayson made, if I didn't hate him and kind of want him dead, then I probably would have appreciated his protection a little more. "Who says I took them down without any help?" I returned the question without hesitation. "There's not a man out there is stupid enough to help a rogue. They especially wouldn't dare help a rogue who was residing so close to the border of another territory," Jayson replied with confidence. "If that's the case then I guess I took them all down on my own. Me, a week she-wolf who has been living the life of a rogue for ten years, single handedly killed eighty of your best fighters. Men who had been trained from the age of twel