Murder - Page 16

Justin Bieber couldn’t fall asleep. He had a raging boner and his 4-inch cock was straining his tight underwear to the limit. He reached his hand into his pants and starting softly stroking his hard dick, growing faster and more vigorous in his motions

Why must people change? For better, for worse, for worse still--that’s the way it always is; the depth of distress aroused in me by this fact is interminable

Family Doesn't Always Mean Blood It had been 12 years since Devon and Amanda had witnessed their parents murdered by a small gang of renegades who ran around calling themselves "The Vipers"

Using Sara part 2. After sleeping the best I had slept in years, I woke up more excited that I was last night. I cannot stop thinking about last night. I cannot even believe that my wife went along with it. Not only did she go along with it, she seems to be enjoying it

-Bloodbath Case #2 Series- Part 1: Part 2:

Deep and lovely Dark - Chapter 2 Rachel and Vlad lay comfortably together with Rachel's head resting on Vlad's chest. Rachel had just agreed to giver herself to Vlad forever, physically and emotionally. There is one thing you should know about me" said Vlad

Chapter 3 and the conclusion of this terror awaits you

Charles held Alatem close after she'd begun to thrash in her sleep calling his name. She awoke with a start grabbing him holding him close and tight as If his and her lives both depended on it. Sighing she fell back to asleep after making Charles promise that he'd never leave her

My psychic premonitiom started right after I came into puberty. My Mother and I were at the market doing the weekly shopping and as we were about to go through the automatic sliding doors, I stepped in front of my Motherstopping her. A crazy man, drunk

He had been watching her dance for several nights at the seedy strip joint that was a few miles outside of the town that he was sent to work

In the year 1832, in a village called Nyiregyhaza which is in the North West part if Hungry, a self appointed Priest grew in power

The following story is fiction and should not be taken literally in any way. This story deals with very dark and perverse subject matter, and I do not condone child abuse in any form

Prolog: About once a month, sometimes twice a month I have a dream. I wake up in a cold sweat from the dream and I have no idea why I keep having the dream. The Dream: For some reason which I can not recall we had been fighting about something

--- "Are you searching for something little one?" --- She heard a voice --- "Yeah. I lost a phone somewhere in this alley" --- She said --- "You lost a phone? Is that right?" --- The man said, and she realized it's the voice of one of the men. Hank

First some blatant advertising. I wrote most of this eight book series in the early 2000s. Publishers found it too racy for them to handle so I sought out an online publisher

Marcos and Kaarthen got to the Grippe on the edge of the chaotic lands after the main gates had closed. “So, I thought you were important?” Kaarthen said noticing he wasn’t even trying to present himself to the gate

I decided to load the bike into the truck. I had portable ramps but Rex had a big one there at the shop. It was easier to use, so I backed the truck up to the ramp. I loaded the bike and strapped her tightly to the truck with cargo straps. We drove on over to the motel

--------------- Victim – Chase Cervera Age – 22 Date of Birth – November 3, 1989 ----------------- “Wake up, Chase

He knows she is married .She posses the red bangle and have saffron in head like all hindu married woman like a public "not available" poster on her body. But she is ultimately a woman and he is man and no social law can stop him from banging her and he is ready to go for any limit

Chapter 1: "Come waste your millions here she burns like the sun" The razor sharp blade of her sword was soundless as it slit through the flesh of the drug lord’s throat like warm butter