Action Fantasy Novels & Stories

Their sharp overgrown nails were out on display. I subconsciously started trembling at their dark auras. Something didn’t feel right. I looked back at the bartender who had a murderous glare in his eyes. Something was wrong. The men started destroying everything and everyone that got in their way. There was no escape. They were blocking the doorway. It was terrible. I didn’t want to see the sliced necked or severed body parts. I wanted to leave, but I was paralyzed in fear. They would destroy me just like the rest of them. But I didn’t want to see people die for no reason. I had never even fought before, but I watched enough anime to have an idea of how it would turn out.”

Cherry As soon as Arthur fires his gun, chaos breaks out all around me. Alphas morph into wolves all around, some charging directly at me before they have a chance to transform, while the others wager that they will be able to catch up to them after they have changed. I can quickly leave because of the internal conflict, despite my chest hurting from the abrupt effort. I'm not used to doing things like this, but I have no choice.

A silence would form, with only rain to fill the void, but my reins were not under control. — Your house has almost no windows... Are you a vampire? — I whispered. — I don't think so, Angel. He looked at me lying on the bed, covered by his sheets and dressed in his clothes. He didn't seem to mind. — I like it when you call me Angel... In his voice it seems to sound more...—I took a deep breath, closing my eyes and losing myself in my reasoning. — I don't know...

"Let's just say I've made my share of enemies over the years. But I'm not afraid of them. I'll do whatever it takes to protect myself and my business." As they spoke, Miriam couldn't help but notice the prince's confidence. He seemed almost...smug. Like he knew something they didn't. "Prince Salim, can I ask you something?" Miriam said, her tone probing. "Of course," the prince replied. "Do you know anything about the graffiti left at the crime scenes?" Miriam asked. "The one that says 'I AM FURY'?" The prince's expression didn't change, but Miriam detected a flicker of something in his eyes. Interest? Recognition?

Leonard assured him. "Stunners are two a penny in my world. All of them relentlessly ambitious." "That might be so in L.A., but this is home time in Australia, remember? Look, Favour's sister is something else." "Something else like what?" asked Collins with a confused look on his face. His derisive tone earned a chiding shake of the head.

As far as she was concerned, they were all crazy and she wasn't going to be a part of this anymore. "I'm leaving" she said. "If he won't compel her, then I will" Mark said as he began to walk towards her. Fury shot through Samson as soon as Mark touched Isabella. Without thinking Samson lunged at him, and with a loud thud they both crashed onto the hard floor. “Don't touch her!” Samson’s scream echoed in the room. He flashed his fangs and snarled, pinning Mark underneath him as he pummeled him with his fists. His friend’s arms came up in defense, trying to shield his face.

She said “You will regret this Angelina” Andrew threatened “Regret what exactly? The fact you dumped me or the fact I am trying to do what is right?” she asked “Please just let the kid go” Andrew pleaded “I decide who leave here and who doesn’t but I advise you tell your little girl to shut up her mouth before I pull this trigger,” she said while picking up her gun “I think you should just allow the little girl to go” I tried intervening “Just shut up Jack!!” she screamed

His angry eyes pierced into mine, I receded in discomfort when he clasped my neck. "Where do you think you're going to princess!?." He yells making everywhere shake. "Please, let me go." I beseeched in tears. "I'll destroy you the same way I killed your father, the king." His grip on my neck became tighter, his eyes glowed red as I began to cough out black blood. I was suffocating, my vision became blur, all I could see is darkness taking over me. "Your powers are weak just like your father...." He whispers.

Immediately, the chain that holds me captive opens, and I leap out of Jackson's grasp. - Is this how you're going to kill me, coward? - screams Jeckson to my Alpha. - Now you want to fight? - The Alpha asks. - No, I'm going to fight you. - I said loudly, and everyone looked at me. - You? - Jackson says, laughing. - A beta, full of wolfsbane, is going to fight me? Do you want to die that badly, or is that just an excuse for me to touch you? Do you want me to fuck you, right?

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad