Ominis X Mc 소설 & 이야기

“Hey, handsome.” Cassius grinned and kissed Xavier’s chubby cheek. Xavier threw his little hands and grabbed Cassius’s hair. “You brat!” I smiled and walked over to them when Xavier didn’t loosen his grip on Cassius’s hair. I gently held his small hand and tore it away from his uncle. “Come here, leave your uncle.” Xavier squirmed and pouted. “You have little hair it doesn’t mean you’ll snatch off others.” Cassius poked his cheek with a finger.

he asked, his voice low and menacing. I felt a surge of fear mixed with excitement as Dmitri's expression turned dark. He thrust into me, his movements rough and unyielding. I screamed in pain, my body struggling to accommodate him. "What was that for?" I gasped, my voice trembling. Dmitri's eyes gleamed with intensity. "For being a bitch to your lord," he growled, his voice dripping with dominance. "I'm being nice to you, making you an exception to others. You should show more respect."

"Name's Eve. How about you?" "Danika." "Pretty name," she says, blowing me a kiss. I wish I had even half of her confidence. "Thanks," I mumble. "Woah, look at that. Sick Mustang. Dang. Probably belongs to one of the students," she says, and I turn to look at what she was talking about. Memories flash in my head the instant I see it. It is black and extremely similar to Kaziel's. But he can't be here, right? There is absolutely no way I'd run into him in uni, right?

"We are powerful together." Xienma nodded, her senses heightening as she felt the energy of the Moonflower mingling with her own. She focused on her bond with Xavier and Cassie, drawing upon their love and unity. As the first minion lunged at her, she sidestepped gracefully, channeling the magic within her. With a swift movement, she unleashed a wave of energy that knocked the creature off its feet.

"Kenny and his boys are pinned down due to gunfire." "Well if it's a fight they want," said Rooster all in for a battle after harboring such aggression. The Howler M.C. had been long-standing enemies of The Canyon Creek Coyote M.C. and as their mutual club names would imply, they were downright mortal enemies. Howler M.C. however had been the only shapeshifting faction thus far, but they had hated The Canyon Creek Coyotes just the same. It was Howler M.C.'s tradition to refer to the so-called badasses of the canyon as "Zygotes".

I said instead, knowing violence wouldn't solve anything for me. "Why should I?" Damario scoffed, pulling my head back with my hair, he gripped my jaw, forcing me to keep staring at him. "Why should I stop rubbing it in your fucking face? Isn't that what you are? A lowly Omega? A fucking faggot?" "Please..." I couldn't get to finish my words before the bastard shoved my head back down to take his erection in my mouth. Without Damario opening his big mouth to insult me, this was already humiliating me enough. But he just wouldn't stop talking.

My brother had a history of fucking people up, and one of my nephews had killed his brother two years ago. Whatever problem he had with my family could wait. He’d get his revenge later, but not now. He didn’t have a choice but to answer when I called this meeting They all rose slightly as I entered. Not out of respect, not truly—but out of habit. “Don Marino,” Tommaso Rizzo said first, his lips curling around the title with something close to mockery. He still hadn’t gotten over losing to me, but no one cared about his feelings. “Renato,” Marco greeted with a small nod, his hand already fidgeting with his glass.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

I said. “Aunt Daya! Is this the really pretty princess you tell me and Axel stories about every night?” The blonde little girl with blue eyes asked innocently. Her and her brother had really blonde hair and blue eyes. Mostly soft features and none of it looked similar to Maximilian's. He had a sharp jawline that could probably cut through through an apple. Sharp and beautiful nose, high cheek bones, thick eyebrows and soft plump lips. But then.. Genetics could be tricky. It was best to ask in person.