4koa Lancelot Novels & Stories

“I think she didn’t die, she is back. I said and he took a swift turn to look at me before signalling with his hand asking who was back. “The rightful Luna of the Pack and betrothed to the Alpha Karl is back but the only thing is she has lost her memory and can’t remember anything, I even heard Alpha Karl call her Avery I guess it’s a name he gave to her to have an identity,” I said waiting for a reaction because we had somehow plotted and I had made sure to do the job of taking Naya Rose the supposed Luna out and so she wouldn’t ever come back but I was wrong I didn’t kill her.

Zackrie hurried to the iron cage with a grim expression. He took off his black cloak and quickly wrapped me up tightly. When Leonard saw members of Silvermoon Pack, his face paled instantly as he was clearly panicked. He turned his head fiercely and glared at me, roaring, "How dare you betray me? You contacted them secretly?"

Lancelot ordered. " Why would you do that?!" Kaen exclaimed. " I'd rather die than let V0 take your little head as she did to V4!" Lancelot says as he pats Kaen on the head like a senior to his junior. " But the news of Little 7 taking down the Version Slayer at Katusha is spreading and if V0 gets wind of this she's going to find out that I was posing as you and we, both will be getting the knife. Which is why you need to take down the elfin witch by the borders. " Lancelot explained.

Betrayed by her mate and framed for treason, Athena, a, wolfless Omega, and daughter of traitors—has no choice but to run for her life. Hunted by pack warriors, she flees into the dark woods, her heart broken and her future uncertain. But fate always has a cruel twist in store. One minutes, she's in the woods running for her life, the very next minute, she's in the room of the most feared Alpha, who.is none other than the father of her cruel mate. The domineering Alpha king backs her up against the wall, her bones quivering from the hunger-filled glint in his gaze as he hand glides over her most sensitive skin in a soft caress. "I'll never let you escape from me again, mat

Louis slowly lowered the lid of his laptop. With trembling fingers he found a pack of cigarettes and lit it. That's all. End. Their romance with Kitsune is over ... And this time he put an end to it. He sat, stunned, not understanding how it happened, inhaling and exhaling hot acrid smoke.

"Do you know the name of the lycan king who wasn't supposed to come?" He followed my gaze to the card, a look of pity crossing his face as it was handed to me. "Alpha Kael Draven." Alpha who? god, I was dead... so dead...

I feel sorry for him but I know that the least thing I could do is to be honest to him, to say everything I know. Lancelot left Rousiana to meet his father. He was glad that I said the truth to him and was hoping to see us again. He also promised that he will try to live by the life he has now and try not to live on his past that he will not be able touch again. "You look so beautiful, Ophelia! Before, I thought you were a princess because you really look like one, but today, you do not look like a princess. You look like a queen!" She giggled.

“I’ll handle them from here, Rose.” A tall man with ocean blue eyes and a kinder expression approached and Rose gave him a small bow, her eyes lingering on my frame with disapproval before she walked away. The man approached, he looked no older than thirty, but his presence felt suffocating— it was less commanding than the man with the grey eyes, but still pretty heady. “Elliot,” he said with a nod. “Beta of the BlackVale. The King’s second.” The words echoed in my head like a curse. My knees went weak. My stomach flipped. We were in the Lycan Kingdom?

"... I believe that anyone else of the same level as me would be enough, my Queen." "Yes, but they don't have your Swordsman skills or Moon Slash, so yours will do just fine." Lancelo's face froze as the apple in the queen's hand turned orange. "NOOOOOOO!!!!" "Voracity" She bit the fruit and at the same moment, Lancelot let out a muffled cry and then slowly collapsed to the ground, without a word, his eyes empty and clutching his chest. The queen placed a finger on the fruits and 2 apples turned orange. "Now, who will Lancelot and Cartouche be?"

Lancelot had to release Neville' cock so that he could lean back, lifting his legs up to his chest, Neville now getting a clear view of the boy's ass. Lancelot's cheeks were slightly open, the ring of his anus exposed to Neville eyes and fingers. Neville slid one finger between the cheeks, stiffening his finger to press up against the nub. It wouldn't open – Lancelot was clearly too nervous. "Pull your knees up higher". Lancelot did as he was told, and Neville looked across to Lancelot's mother's dresser, where a bottle of lotion stood amongst other paraphernalia. "Stay like that, my girl", he said, as he reached over, collected and opened the bottle and then squeezed some of the pink lotion