Brazen Romane & Geschichten

My hair fell over my face and tears threatened to betray my pride. Before I could think of what to do next, a roar that shook the ground beneath my feet sounded in the direction of Brax, and three bodies smashed into the wall almost crashing into Drake. Brax was partly shifted. Black scales covered his entire body. His eyes were glowing crystal blue with black slits for pupils. His mouth held rows upon rows of razor-sharp teeth, ready to tear flesh from bone. His claws were razor sharp and at the ready.

What's going on? "Impossible." The old man says. The man that asked me to prove myself smiles and he nods. "like the color of the moon, dark grey bright and beautiful." He says and I'm taken aback. What? How? My eyes have always been that silver-brown color. Like Nathan's how is it a different color now? I close my eyes and open them. As much as I would like to understand this whole thing right now I want to save my cousin.

A delicious moan slipped past my lips as I flexed, and he saw that chance to drive his arm beneath my back. Before I could feel his fingers there, his lips distracted by showering kisses on my breast. I'd always been particularly sensitive there and to have his mouth on my bossoms only intensified my craving for him. Lost in the hands of pleasure, I hadn't noticed when he'd unhooked my bra.

she inquired, her eyes studying the garment in his hands. Mahesh's smile widened, and he had a hint of pride in his voice. "This bra," he began, holding it out slightly, "is designed with a particular purpose—your ultimate comfort and support. We've selected a unique combination of highly breathable, natural fabrics that will feel soft against your skin and allow continuous airflow, preventing discomfort even during extended wear."

“Here.” “Are you proposing to me right now?” Seb asked as he excitedly collected the gift box. “You wish.” “That’s a relief then,” Seb let out a sigh of relief. “I want to be the one to propose to you.” “Would you just stop talking and open the box?” “Yes sir,” Seb nodded then pulled open the box to reveal silver bracelets. “Blue-” “I noticed you kinda wore bracelets,” Alex nervously scratched the back of his neck. “And ever since you forgot the one you usually wore in the hotel room, you just seemed to stop.”

The first was blonde haired, the second brown haired and the third one, spiky red haired. Chelsea froze in her seated position. 'Geez! She's a fighter. Argh! That stupid guy said I could trust their skills' In Luca's mind, he seemed interested watching this girl. If she was Raven, she wouldn't have hurt a human to this extent. The brown haired and spiky red haired came after Mia at once. The shock of their life came when she yanked them by the collar throwing them to the ground like sacks of grains. "If we don't give her a smeared face then we won't get our payments" Brown haired huffed at his friend.

BANG, the door hit the wall and someone appeared through it. "I heard a scream, what happened?" I looked up to see Jaxson. Aspen removed his arms from my body and I felt relieved but I kind of also missed his touch along my skin. "He was touching me," Jaxson shook his head while laughing and then walked out the room closing the door behind him. Aspen turned his face towards me, I examined all his features and fell in love with it. His dark brown hair which was messy, his jawline which was super sharp and his eyes which you could totally fall in love with. Wait what! Shut up Skylar, he is a vampire. But he has been so sweet to me and he is so dreamy. Are you forgetting the fact that he bit yo

Four crescent moons faced the four basic directions and in the center was a diamond. Bryant Grevalli of Madfur Okami pack stuns up in his three-piece suit. Gray outer, darker silver vest, and a maroon inner sleeve. So as his trousers were colored gray. His pitch-black hair was brushed sideway formal style and his thick brows matched his fashion taste. On the same side where pack emblems are stitched, Madfur’s double slanting crescents led by an astra.

My brain’s screaming to look away, my eyes tell my brain to get fucked. Leo moves like a pure viking berserker. Heavy, hard, all brutal strength and zero finesse. Every punch he throws is loud enough to shake bark loose from the trees. His back is carved from granite and another wicked scar slashes over one shoulder that makes me want to ask how he got it and kiss it at the same time. His thick, messy braid swings when he moves. His sweatpants hang dangerously low, flashing the promise of a V-line that could lead nations.

I lifted both hands toward the grey winter sky, letting the violet fire ignite across my palms, no longer containing it, no longer hiding the monster I was becoming. "You think your false sun can save you out here?" I whispered into the freezing wind, my voice carrying that terrifying, metallic echo of the Eclipse. The star-silver bracer fused to my skin began to bleed a liquid, glowing blue light, the ancient runes etched into the metal burning white-hot. I didn't look at the soldiers rushing toward me; I looked at the massive stone overhang directly above their heads, a five-ton sheet of solid granite held in place only by frozen ice and ancient dirt.