All Chapters of Promised to the Tyrant: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Oh god! Giovanni is hurt, there is so much blood. How the hell did this happen? “Omerta Run!! Now” Giovanni shouts and that is when the man first realizes that there is someone else there and almost turns back to look at me. Despite bleeding heavily, Giovani uses this distraction to his advantage by climbing on the man’s back. He has both his legs wrapped around the man’s neck and is trying to strangle the invader with his legs. But the man is fast, he pushes himself back to get rid of Giovanni, falling on the ground on his back. Resulting in all his weight & impact of the fall getting anchored on Giovanni, who takes another hit on his already bleeding back & ribs. Luckily, Giovanni is fast as well, and despite the fall he quickly rolls over changing their positions, now he is sitting on top of the man’s chest. The new position gives him more control of the fight, and without wasting any time he lands some very impactful skull shattering punches on th

I reach out for the water, and just when my fingertips graze the water surface, I hear an earth-shattering howl. And even before I turn to see where it is coming from, I somehow know that it’s Luci, the large wolf-like dog I met the other day. I know that howl.  “Omerta, Omerta. Wake up, girl. You are so dead tired, you slept on the ground.” I am barely able to focus on what Giovanni is saying. “I have been looking for you everywhere, you had me worried. Come on sleepyhead get up, it’s already time for dinner soon. Wake up.” I open my eyes reluctantly, trying to adjust to the twilight sun. As I focus my vision, I am a little confused, I was just at Lake Pergusa a few seconds ago, wasn’t I? But here I am still lying on the ground near the forest, on Agosti's estate. Was all that a dream? But it felt so real, it was definitely, real? “Come on get up, Avo has called us for dinner?” Giovanni said while offeri

Lucifer     A woman undressing is a turn-on, helping one undress is even more so.   But what about robing one, instead of disrobing her?   I could have never imagined in a million years that zipping one up will be as arousing as zipping her down.      My cock had responded at the first sight of her bare flesh. Call me a pervert, but the little preview of her delectable ass had me salivating.    Though my intentions were fairly gentlemanly when I had pulled her aside to cover her up, take her away from those pryin

I am lying flat on the ground, with my face a couple of inches away from the brown animal, his brown eyes staring into my green ones. Everything and everyone is still. It is oddly quiet, the silence of the night only broken by a terrifying howl. My eyes open into the morning light. Was I dreaming? No, I was not dreaming. I was recalling the events of last night. It was all real, all of it. The inhuman physical strength, the murders, and the transformation... They are werewolves. There I said it. Not that saying it makes it any better or believable. This is just so hard to believe. These things do not exist in real life. There is a reason it is called fantasy. I am a bag of mixed emotions. Terrified; confused and, more than anything else, I am hugely fascinated.After all, whatever I know about werewolves is from the teen novels and movies. I know after last night that they do not change on only the full moon. But they are so many other things that I have no clue about. Like, can

“Oh! So, you think you know everything about werewolves,” he said in a menacing tone. And with that, all his earlier concern is gone. “Huh! You might know everything about werewolves, but what you do not know is that I am not a werewolf. And if you knew anything about me, you would run from here screaming stray.”I have no clue what he was talking about, of course, he was a werewolf. Did he not remember that I have already seen his wolf? I for one cannot forget that sight, his large imposing build covered in grey fur, topped with a set of menacing dental anatomy and those endless grey orbs. As terrifying as that description is, I am still not as scared as I should be. I could still feel his soft fur through my fingers. I wondered if I will ever get a chance to feel that again. Truth be told that is not all that I want to feel...I mentally pinched myself back to reality & tried not to get distracted. “I told you I know about you, I know about the blessed ones, the first werewolves, a