He was taking another hit from his short-and-squat of Goose when his eyes skipped to the arched doorway of the room. Jane hesitated as she glanced inside, her white coat opening as she leaned to the s...
Rhage raised his hand. Pastor Ass-hat, I have a question. Yes, my son, you ARE going to hell. Lassiter made the sign of the cross and then looked around.
Rhage's hand landed on Butch's shoulder. Besides, you don't look a thing like him. I mean...hello? You're this beefy Irish boy. He's like...bus exhaust or some shit.
Will you get off me!But I'm giving you CPR-I will die before kissing you, Hollywood. Z tried to sit up, his breathing heavy. Don't even think about it.
Mary thought.
Wrath: What the hell are you supposed to ask?Rhage: I know! Who do you like the most? It's me right?Come on, you know it is. Come oooooonnnnn-Butch: If its you,, I'll kill myself.V: No, that just mean...
What you just had is nothing compared to what I want to do to you. I want my head between your legs so I can lick you until you scream my name. Then I want to mount you like an animal and look into yo...
Hollywood Expressed his inner Godzilla again V to Z
Man, Rhage is playin’ with fire, Butch said as he started to rack up the balls. I give Fritz thirty seconds before he’s—Here he comes. I’m going to pretend I’m not here. V took a swig of his Goose. Me...
You're some freaky shit, my brother. You really are
V shook his head. Remember what you saw in that clearing, cop? How’d you like that anywhere near a female you loved?Butch put down the Bud without drinking from it. His eyes traveled over Rhage’s body...
Tohrment spoke. Bella's brother called. He's tabled the sehelusion request and asked that she stay here for a couple of days.Z jacked his head up. Why?He didn't give a reason- Tohr's eye's narrowed on...
The Brother pulled Craeg to his feet....and embraced him. Good job son. I'm proud of you.Craeg blinked his eyes fast, as if he were tearing up. The he seemed to give up the fight against his emotions...
All of us are taking the night off, Wrath said abruptly. We need some regroup time.Rhage snorted from across the table. You're not going to make us play Monopoly again, are you?Yup. A collective groan...
Mary, you can't second-guess yourself. Listen, you go to war in your own way, and the worst thing a soldier can do is have his confidence fried before he hits the field. Not everything is going to end...
I'm not cock-blocking for kicks and giggles. The mothership called
Fucking hell. Did you guys plan that out? Yeah, and if you don't fight us--Hollywood bit down on his grape Tootsie-Pop--we'll do it again--only with dance moves this time. Spare me. Fine. Unless you a...
Fritz hates dead bodies in the front hall.
Besides, you don't look a thing like him. I mean… hello? You're this beefy Irish white boy. He's like… bus exhaust or some shit.
All right, big guy, down you go.Oh,yeah. Bed. Bed was good.And look who's here. It's Nurse Vishous.
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