Adultmanwha Novels & Stories

But her views are limited, the voice coming far to the left of Nala's unattainable vision. Nala opens a little window, until what she sees there makes her breath choked. How not, there a silver-haired man, hovering with white wings flapping behind his back. He wore a strange dress attached to his body, at first glance it looked like sturdy armor attached to it. The man looks countryman with Raymond. Nala doesn't know why the man was around Daniel's balcony. "Still alive apparently. It could be that I didn't give you poison." He laughs sarcastically, then his lips smirk when Daniel comes out with a chuckle.

she begged, her hands shaky. Mr. Manuel reached the door behind her and whined the lock. The clicking sound of the lock sounded like a death knell to Rachel, and sweat began trickling down her face. Mr Manuel pulled down the camisole and Rachel's big br**st poured out. He took the two br**sts in both hands, his eyes never leaving hers. Then he squeezed it like a squishy toy, "I employed a beautiful secretary who has no brains," He squeezed it again, "she's got huge t*ts but still, no brains."

A whimper slipped out of my mouth “It’s tight… and slippery. I wish it was something bigger.” The stall door beside me suddenly clicked open and before I could react, the door to my own stall was shoved inward. A tall, powerfully built man filled the doorway, he had dark hair, sharp jaw and tattoos peeking from the collar of his black shirt. His eyes were dark with raw hunger as they raked over me: my dress hiked up, my panties pulled aside and one finger buried in my dripping pussy.

“Why would I enjoy watching you? The sight of you sickens me.” William looked down at his pelvis and up with a smile, “If I make you sick, then why are you hard?” Pete’s hand immediately darted to cover the growing bulge in his sweats, his heart slamming against his ribs. William stepped forward without hesitation, crowding his space. He grabbed Pete’s wrists and shoved them aside, pinning him to the cold, tiled wall. His grip was deceptively strong for someone as lean as he was. He rubbed Pete’s cock through the fabric, his eyes widening at the size. “Ouu,” he moaned, “what a big boy we have here.”

Adding another person to my list of victims was not something I wanted to do. "He's alive," he put his hands in his pocket and moved closer. "Listen, man, I know this is hard for you but you gotta relax. You can't go around feeding on anyone, especially werewolves. There are rules in this world and if you keep breaking them you're gonna get locked up. First off you have to..." "Is that why my whole body has been burning up?" "Huh?" He raised an eyebrow.

Sam's pov It's Rilly and Maggie, I could hear their voices. I was wondering what was going on when I heard Rilly say no party, big on texting. That made me happy, I could not hold back any longer,I let out a loud and long howl, not being able to wait until I get to see Rilly again. Good thing this room is sound proof and warlock proof. I can't wait to text Rilly when I change back, I think that's what I'm going to do as soon as I change back, well maybe I'll shower first. I can still hear the convention that's happening up stairs, sounds like Rilly is trying to impress us by not having a party. I pace the big warlock proof room with my big paws waiting until time to change back. My ears are

He proudly jumped out of his side and grinned at me. "I second that," he boasted, causing me to roll my eyes. As we crossed the street, I noticed a couple of women staring at him with their mouths open. Yes, Johnston was absolutely gorgeous, and the tattoo on his neck only added to his appeal. Werewolf men worked hard on their physical strength, which made sense when you considered that their job involved fighting and keeping their pack safe from unwanted guests. Their impressive physique set them apart from human males who often looked lanky with potbellies.

I need to get to Claire to comfort her I messed up dropping the whole female friend shit. "we heard you have mates",we nod. Yes two tiny but beautiful mates. "yes we do",they pout and I hold in a gag. "they are human, right?",I want to growl. "yes both are. Why?",the girls huff and I know this can't be good. "we would like to meet them, they all look to smug as I sigh,see if they are good enough for our future alpha and beta",Amanda looks at her nails. This won't end good I can feel it.

I say trying to plead with him, but he wasn’t even listening to me. “I can't possibly be given me a human as a mate. How is that even possible? A weak human. You can't be their Luna. A simple Omega would easily outstrength you," he said, intensely watching me as if waiting for me to say something. However, I had nothing to say because the words "Luna," "Omega," "mate," "pack," and "wolf" were the words I had encountered in stories about werewolves. I wasn't much of a reader, but I had come across those names... titles like these.