What Is A Rancor In Star Wars?

"If you can't satisfy me with your mouth, then you'll have to satisfy me some other way." In one swift motion, he tore off her flimsy top and skirt, tossing the shredded fabric aside. The implications of his actions became quite clear to Visenya. "Please, let me try again... with my mouth. I believe I can..." "Quiet!" Lucian's voice reverberated off the walls of his bedchamber, instantly silencing her. This was not the way she had envisioned her first time. She had imagined passionate kisses and tender caresses from a man who loved and cherished her. But Lucian was not capable of love, and he certainly didn't cherish her. Instead, she was cursed with a mate consumed by vengeance, and wanted nothing more than to watch her suffer. ——— Ten years had passed since dragons ruled over the world, and Visenya had taken her rightful place as the Lycan Queen. Vampires were forced into the shadows, as hunting and enslaving humans became punishable by death. Finally, the world found peace. However, everything changed when Dragon Lord Lucian emerged from his induced slumber, only to discover the annihilation of his entire race at the hands of Visenya's father. Stripped of her kingdom, Visenya was condemned to a life of servitude as Lucian's slave. The cruelest twist of fate awaited her when she learned that her long-awaited mate was none other than the vengeful Dragon Lord himself. Consumed by their mutual hatred, will they be able to resist the powerful bond between mates? Or will Lucian push Visenya to her limits, only to regret it in the end? WARNING: This story may contain content that some may find disturbing.

Lilliana Masters is the runt of the pack, calling her a runt would not be doing her justice, she’s barely a wolf. After a pack war kills her family and sends her wolf self into hiding deep within her. At the young age of ten, Lilliana is left with nothing but the hope that her pack- the Waning Moon Pack will continue to be her family. That hope is destroyed by the actions of those she thought were her people. The Waning Moon pack blames the little Lilliana for the death of her family who were the pack’s beta and head healer. Harboring resentment against her, they bully and treat her like a slave for years on end. Another war is on the horizon with the Blood Fang pack- the most powerful pack there is, and during a raid, they kidnap her.  Now in the Blood Fang pack, Lilliana must navigate new pack politics and must come to terms with the fact that she is no longer a slave. She begins her journey of self-discovery and begins to navigate the feelings she seems to have for the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack- Killian Thorne and survive a war that looms on the horizon.

I was trying to escape my abusive Alpha ex when I hit something with my truck. It was not a deer, but a zareth. Seven feet of muscle, claws, and a growl that can split open the sky. His kind are our sworn enemies from another realm with a screech that can make a werewolf’s brain explode. I should have killed him. Instead, I looked into his yellow eyes… and the mate bond snapped into place. Now I’ve dragged him home to hide him from my pack. He doesn’t speak. He doesn’t follow rules and he definitely doesn’t care that my bed is mine. My new "friend" doesn't care about personal space, but I am NOT going to be making babies with a monster. Fighting the mate bond can't be that hard, right?

"How dare you to run away from me?” he said in his cold dark tone, his voice seemed very angry, his hand kept tightening around Jasmine neck that she could hardly breath.She struggled and begged "Plee.. Please let me go… yo.. you are mistaken wit.. With me, I.. I.. am not who you think” "Is that so, huh? Are you trying to tell me that you don’t know me?” he said in dangerous tone"Nooo.. Noooo.. I don’t know you, please leave me” Jasmine lied and her dragon wing rune on her wrist started burning."Then let me remind you who I am…” He said and in smashed his lips on her and before jasmine could struggle or push him away he released her neck and pulled her both hands above her head.His kiss was full on anger and dominance, he bit hard on Jasmine lower lip which made her open her mouth a little, taking that as opportunity he slid his warm tongue inside and started exploiting her mouth in every way possible.Couple of minutes later when he felt jasmine fainting because of lack of oxygen he pulled back "Now do you remember me?” He questioned her breathing hot air on her swollen lips. "Wh..o.. who are you?” Jasmine questioned him in her low voice trembling voice.He kept fanning hot breaths on her lips until “Draco” he said in his deep magnetic voice.-CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT (18+), STRONG ABUSE AND WHOLE LOT OF TORTURE ACTS. KINDLY READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Ryder Radstille, a young warrior from Khenealm is known for two things: his title as "The Roar" for his strength and the other for his ten-year long contract with his sigil partner named Raeya. But ever since their last war with the Shadows, he had been distancing his self from her as he was in the stage of healing from their losses. The Shadows took advantage of Ryder's dilemma and they keep on attempting to revive the wars. Ryder is faced with two things: to save the world; and to protect the one whom the whole world really means to him.

Lately, buying succubi and incubi online had become all the rage. I could not afford one, so I picked one up from the side of the road instead. It turned out the quality of this incubus left a lot to be desired. Not only did he have a terrible temper, but he showed absolutely no interest in me. He would rather starve than "feed". Left with no other options, I snapped a photo of his incubus mark and sent it to the shop owner, asking how to handle this particular model. The shop owner completely lost it. "Oh my god, please tell me you're joking! That's not an incubus! That's a demon! The most dangerous kind!"