La Grondement Du Haine Novelas e Histórias

"I don't want to see your pathetic tears. You know, I despise you more than your sister. You and your whole family are the most horrible people I have ever come across. Just wait until it's time for revenge… Until then, I will be torturing you little nerdy. And no one will help you or let you escape from this, even death…!!" Just like that, his lips crashed on mine and I tried my hands in defence to push him away. And he got more and more enraged. And pinned my arms above my head and kissed with more force. There was no love or passion… I felt only revenge. And through the kiss, he showed me how painful it would get until I tasted the blood. Just like that first kiss was stolen away by him…!

His tears seemed forced, and a diabolical grimace crawled up, taking possession of his face. " An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. Blood for blood," he said and then chuckled lightly, like a child without no worries. Annabelle could see how elevated his chin were, his eyes narrowed down to her face. His breathing was noisy and his face red. " I see you hate little creatures," Frenger said. He gave Annabelle a devilish glare, one which made her lips tighten. " Bring in her play mate," he said. And then two men brought a giant metallic box, each producing a heavy thud as they were slammed on the floor. In it resonated the squeaks of mice.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 The second strike of the diesel hammer came down with an earth-shattering detonation that left Lucian’s ears ringing with a sharp, high-pitched hum. The massive shockwave tore through his shoulders, vibrating down his spine with a violent intensity that threatened to dislodge his foot from the wet rock. Yet, despite the agonizing force of the impact, the three-foot rod of galvanized steel was finally driven completely home and locked permanently into the ancient mountain granite.

Still grasping Rene's shoulders in a tight grip, he shakes him hard causing Rene's head to wobble back and forth from the force, but Rene is still stuck in the mental haze that he cannot break out from. “I hate you!” He screams at the top of his lungs, his chest rapidly rising and falling. “You hate me?” Lyrien seethes, “ Answer me!” He clenches out, his anger completely out of control, the vein in his neck bulging and throbbing rapidly. “Yes!” Rene cries out, his glassy hazel gaze locking with Lyrien's that are almost pitched black.

“The shame only makes your surrender deeper. Come for us while you hate how good it feels.” Tears slipped down my cheeks. Pleasure built fast and vicious. Every thrust from Thorne dragged against that sensitive spot inside me. Every stroke of Cassian’s hand on my cock sent sparks through my veins. The knowledge that Aurelius’s blood-tainted cum still leaked from me only pushed me higher. “I hate this,” I gasped between moans. My voice cracked with the lie. “It is wrong. We are blood. It will destroy—” Thorne slammed in harder, grinding his knot against my rim. “Then hate it while you come,” he snarled. “Hate it while your hole sucks me dry.”

Her tears flamed up his already burning head and before he could lose it in front of her again and ended up hurting her more, Zian turned around on his feet and decided to get away from her but she was too stubborn to accept it. Kaya again grabbed his hand and this time more tightly. His face reddened whereas his gaze darkened with fury. He slowly turned around to face her and found her glossy eyes peering at him. His nostrils flared. His breathing inflated. His insides were writhing, aching to burn every single thing around him into ashes. Taking a step closer to her, he shivered her soul with that diabolic darkness engulfing his entire demeanour. "I fucking hate you, Kaya Haiden,"

Crashing against the ground with a sharp, violent crack. The sound echoed through the empty corridor. Everything was falling apart. Because of her. Because of Rue. My nails dug into my palms again until it hurt. “I won’t lose to you…” The words came out low. “I’ll make you regret this.” My eyes burned with hatred. “You’re my enemy now.”

The pain was blinding, a sudden rush of fire as the rigid quartz began to fracture. "Keep going!" Killian roared, his hands gripping my shoulders to hold me steady as the children’s harmony rose in pitch and intensity. "Shatter it!" Another crack, louder this time. Then a dozen more. It felt as if a thousand tiny glass needles were exploding inside my chest cavity. The children’s voices reached a piercing, beautiful crescendo, a sound that held all the sorrow of our rejection and all the fierce, desperate love of our survival. Suddenly, the pressure snapped.

The raw, dominant claiming had begun. His hips snapped forward with powerful thrusts, fucking me deep and hard. The wet sounds of his cock slamming into my soaked cunt echoed through the penthouse. My breasts bounced with every brutal stroke. My claws raked down his back, drawing blood as I fought the pleasure threatening to drown me. “I still hate you,” I gasped between moans, even as my legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper. Damien laughed darkly, fangs grazing my throat. “Good. Hate me harder while I ruin this tight little cunt.”

"Fuck your empire, Sato. Go to hell." Hose unleashed torrent—icy deluge flooding Rourke's hooded face, board tilting to force lungs full of liquid fire. Gurgles choked wet, body convulsing, chains rattle, veins bulging, desperate. Kenji counted precisely—twenty seconds—then cut the flow. Rourke heaved air, savage, coughing pink froth, but his eyes still spat hate.