Se connecterDamian’s Point Of View :"He told us that your Mate wasn't dead, The Nightmares you were getting were the memories from your past life. In this life, the Moon Goddess had chosen a strong partner for you, a destiny that couldn't be broken. He told us explicitly that it was a man holding the power to change the world, who would be your mate, and that you would meet him when the time was right. We’ve been waiting for this day since you were small, Damian."He revealed.The air left my lungs. The Moon Goddess had already chosen for me. It was destined. My Mate is a man. A human who can't understand what a mate bond is, who can't feel the sparks or the mate bond pull, yet here I was, chasing a ghost.Thinking this I moved my palm on my face and muttered while holding my head in frustration."He’s just a run away human!"I hissed, the realizat
Damian’s Point Of View :I roared, my boots thundering against the ground as I gave a hard chase after a surprisingly fast human mate of mine who could even outrun me.He was way too fast, unnaturally fast for a human which really surprised me but at this moment that was the last thing I cared about. My first priority was to catch my runway human mate and take him home before marking him, punishing him hard in bed for pushing me, his alpha, away.In this game of chase and run like cat and mouse, we tore through the alley, a blur of fur and fury chasing a golden shadow. I could see his shoulders shaking with laughter as he ran, and it drove me absolutely insane. He was feeling thrilled after teasing me like this and felt adrenaline rubbing my feathers the wrong way.I was just one step away from tackling him to the ground but before I could do that, that's when a freight truck rumbled past t
Alexander's Point Of View :Because of how concentrated and hard Kyle's drink was, the temporary high lingered for a few rare moments before my innate power inevitably neutralized it. In that brief window, my magic had become sloppy, leaking into the atmosphere like a cracked pipe. For a few reckless moments back in those dark shadows, I had let my mask slip, exposing my true face, the one that carried the crushing weight of a thousand years old Master of the world and the golden fire of a warlock god.Unaware of it, I stepped out of the wreckage, my boots crunching on a fragment of a whiskey bottle. The cool night air hit my handsome face, a welcome relief from the sweat and copper tang of the bar. But the sudden chill outside only intensified the haze in my mind, magnifying the high from the strong drink.So I kept my head down, trying to clear my head. My long stride as I walked was purposeful but casual, rounding the corner of the alleyway with the grace of a Master. I was second
Third Person’s Point Of View :"You really thought you could play your little games and walk away untouched, didn't you, Fishy?" Alexander sneered, a wicked, ruthless smirk curling his lips. He leaned down, his cold breath brushing against the siren's finned ear as he exerted his overwhelming physical and magical pressure, locking the creature down into a state of total, inescapable restraint.Alexander pushed his huge ass monstrous dick directly into the evil siren's tight little pussy, overwhelming his senses from every angle at once. The crushing aura from above paired with the unyielding, invasive surge of magical force below created a simultaneous wave of sensory overload that tore straight through the siren's remaining composure."Ahhh! No Daddy! Fishy is Sorry, Daddy!!!" The siren shrieked, his back arching violently off the floor until his chest scraped against the underside of the heavy wood. The silver bells tied between his legs jungled in a rhythm."Is this what you wan
Alexander's Point Of View : My eyes glinted with a wild, predatory heat as I watched the Evil, Stinky, bad Fishy break beneath me. Every time The little mighty Siren King tried to crawl forward, his trembling hands clawed uselessly at the floorboards to escape the blinding mix of pain and overwhelming pleasure. I reached out, wrapped my fingers tightly into his long silky hair, and jerked his head back, forcing his spine to arch sharply and making him take the full, punishing depth of my authority."Is this what you wanted, little Fishy?" I sneered, leaning down to hiss the words directly into Bad Fishy’s finn ear. I drove into the tight little pussy of this evil little Fishy with a ruthless angle, hitting his prostate with a force so direct that his beautiful blue enchanting eyes rolled back into his shitty head, his seductive fragile body locking up in sheer sensory overload."To be fucked raw and hard, to get your tiny little pussy dug and thrusted senseless? You wanted your hole
Alexander's Point Of View :I grabbed the evil, smelly, little Fishy by the back of his swan-like milky white fragile neck which could be snapped with a flick of my wrist, my fingers digging mercilessly into his tender milky white skin, drawing out blue blood as I harshly shoved bad, little Fishy face-down onto the sticky, darkened hard floorboards. I Prest the bad little Fishy down by the back of his neck until his chest slammed against the beer-soaked wood.The chaos above was a symphony of breaking glass and bone, but beneath the heavy oak table, the air was thick with a different kind of violence. I looked down at the little Fishy, my magic wrapping around his throat like an invisible leash, stripping away every ounce of his "top" bravado until he was trembling at my feet.I fisted the back of his fine silk shirt and with one swift move, I tore it off, shreddeding his fine silk shirt, ripping the expensive fabr
"You have no idea what you've done, little Mate!"Damian breathed into the shell of Alexander's ear, his voice a low, gravelly vibration.In his mind, he saw Alexander’s butts turning a deep, throbbing crimson under his large callused palms, the man crying and begging for merc
Alexander’s Point Of view :"Oh, I didn't know this stinky, fat, round-assed, ugly looking, smug-faced garbage mutt had such a majestic history!" I drawled, swirling the amber liquid in my glass.Kyle leaned in, his eyes gleaming with a sudden, sharp malice. "Yeah? Well, if he’s your prey for ton
"Mate"This time I growled more loudly. An animalistic growl to claim my possession, marking my territory, Warning that each and every eye who raises at my beautiful Mate to back off and not to dare to even think about eyeing what belongs to me and only me, because Mate is mine. Only Mine. But it s
"What about the gender?"He questioned in a struck voice while looking at me straight in the eyes which made me twitch in my position before I muttered in a small voice feeling really tired of this whole conversation and trying to make them understand my feelings as I thought I was right, which I r







