Warning Steamy hot chapters for my naughty readersHe spoke the right words of comfort she needed to hear. Her eyes welled up in tears as she stared affectionately at Leon. Although temporary, she felt a huge boulder lifted off her shoulders. At that moment, she felt peace and tranquility. She felt outside the confinement of space and time. All she saw and felt was Leon. "You shouldn't stare so adorably at me, are you trying to seduce me Little kitty?," Leon jested with a smirk. Without a response she slammed her lips into his. She couldn't fight or resist her urges any longer. Leon's wet physique was all she could concentrate on.She leaned back from his lips. While leon wore a look of shock which was quickly replaced with a devilish smile of mischief."You should complete what you started little kitty," he teased with a devilishly handsome grin as he slammed his lips into hers, running his hands across her smooth soft delicate body."Wait we can't do it here, Everyone might hear us

The absolute absence of light deprived him of his senses, even his hands didn't know anymore where they began. He tried opening his eyes and failed before realizing they were open. Most night skies were the darkest of greys, but this one was pure black. It was as though someone had shut off the stars and moon.The walls closed in. He could not escape the endless, darkened wait for freedom. And even if he could, he doubted he could make it across the room as he felt paralyzed in agony by the hellish torture he had endured. He couldn't tell what day it was, or what night it was, how long he had been in this place. A day? week, or month? he couldn't tell. It felt like he had spent an infinite amount of time in this place.He sat in the corner of the chilled room, he could mildly perceive the sharp corners at each edge of the room, the unpainted ancient walls that confined unfortunate souls like himself connecting each corner to form a perfectly shaped square room. It carried the burden o

"What the fuck are we doing in the principals office?," During the early morning hours of the day, two lycan shifters were led into the principal's office by a blonde-haired boy. One of them wore a look of puzzlement and annoyance as though been played while the other keep his gaze keenly on the doors and his nose sniffing the air. He frowned repulsed by a metallic smell and spoke"A dungeon,""Dungeon, what the hell are you talking about?," Liam asked sniffing the air for a distinctive smell which proved Leon's words of an underground prison, "I smell nothing,"Leon however ignored his words and turned his gaze to Aslem, "Is he in here?,""Yes." He quickly replied, "Just below, the office is a secret dungeon where Jared hides the bodies of his victims,""I'm certain dreymon also hides in there," He muttered to himself. He hadn't noticed the dungeon until now. However thanks to Asher's faint smell of blood he could sense his presence beneath the office. It also explained why dreymon's

She swung her fist viciously at him which he parried with ease. Still, she didn't stop or slow down her attacks as she repeatedly swung her daggers viciously at him trying to land a single hit on him, however as hard as she tried she couldn't land a single hit as Leon skillfully evaded her every attack, seeing how pointless a close range battle as she closed her eyes and took in deep breaths as bat-like wings sprouted behind her and her claws elongated. "What the fuck" He mutteredHow strange, he thought, he couldn't tell what creature she was. He hadn't met a full-blooded Lycan possessing such an ability. He could smell her Lycan scent yet he could smell something else. something much darker and sinister. It reminded him of Jared's and Dreymons aura. He shook off the thought to concentrate on the battle. He could tell she wasn't someone to take lightly. it didn't matter what creature she was, all he sought was vengeance.She launched at him to pry open his flesh with her beast-like

It came as a shock and a strike to his core as he stared at the beautiful woman by the throne. The resemblance was uncanny and the sense of familiarity he felt was something he couldn't deny. Yet, he found it difficult to believe. "I have been waiting for you for ages Asher, I'm glad space and time have finally collapsed into a single point. Fate.""Reincarnation?, how is that possible?, who are you?," He inquired with squinted gaze"Someone lost in the flow of time," "I don't understand," He replied moving closer to the figure "What do you know about your kind, the witches?" She asked descending the stairs as her red wings flapped against each other. It was a majestic sight to behold as though he was in the presence of an angel."I know enough about the dark and white witches,""Hmm of course you do," She smiled running her thumbs over his cheeks admiring his masculine features. "Have you heard of the red witch?,""Red witch?, What the hell Is that?," He asked in puzzlement. In th