’ His hand came up and the fang dug into her arm. A trail of blood ran down onto his shirt and ‘Tell him to take care of his own dirty work.’ N...x that, she thought. He planned on getting on my bad side. However, his broken nose probably wasn’t planned for at all. ‘I think not.’ Maran didn’t need to look at the finger ring that extended along the man’s right hand. The ring symbolized a gang, the Fang. They were hard to get along with. Their leader, Malice, lived to fight, as did the rest of the. He pulled me to him and kissed me goodnight. I snuggled into his body and closed my eyes.The sunlight gleaming through the curtains woke me up. Brett was laying beside me, looking at me.“Good morning, Sweetheart,” he said to me. “You were sleeping so peacefully that I didn't want to wake you. How do you want to spend your day today? The house is full of cock and pussy. Last night was our night. Now we are on our own.”I sat up in bed, the room outside the door was filled with sleeping people.. As Alarec and Sulihotep eased towards the throne room, Li Na and her archers were swiftly moving through the palace halls toward the sound of the rhythmic drumming. They turned the corner and saw three Leopard skin draped Kush Shamen pounding on Zebra skin covered drums. The Shamen were oblivious as the archers skidded to a stop and drew back already nocked arrows. Li Na held up her hand.“Just scare them off, they are unarmed,” she cautioned.Then she fired her arrow into the drum of the center. She opened the door to see a tall beauty with black hair to replace the usual green. She was wearing a white halter top and green spandex miniskirt, perched on white sandals with straps going up her calves and heels that made even Selina cringe. "So, you did decide to do the whore bit, eh, Circe? Welcome to Gotham City, and thanks for helping me out. Come in, please." You're looking quite fetching yourself, Catwoman. This is the first time I've seen you up close out of your costume." If you can.