Almost Human Book Novels & Stories

Unfortunately Raiah ruined that for us. After getting dressed, and making sure Jennie ate, I asked if she wanted to stay in the hut. “No, I would like to be there. I know what Raiah was sent here for, but after spending time with her, I think I quite like her, and I would like to be there for her.” I nodded and held my arm out for Jennie before stepping outside. The village quiet still from last nights ceremony. We walked to Ahanu’s hut, I took a deep breath before opening the flap to the entrance. Ahanu was knelt before Raiah, trying to comfort her, while she sat on the bed crying. Dakota and I decided that we would not go easy on Raiah. We needed answers and if she was truthful then we wil

Chapter 3: Author's POV Imagine a world secluded on an icy plain, carved from the frozen wilderness of the Arctic and bordered by an ocean. Somehow, life thrived, and magic did too. Werewolf packs emerged, but humans infiltrated as well. The initial migration into werewolf territory was once deemed a problem, and the killing of outsiders ensued. This bloodshed, however, stopped when the werewolves realized they needed the humans just as much as humans needed them. Human ingenuity, vital for innovation and development, complemented the werewolves' ability to manipulate and stabilize the harsh climate. Over time, this mutual dependence forged a fragile harmony—a delicate balance between the or

Author's Note: Hello. If there is someone who is reading this book, as you can see I made a mistake for publishing the other chapters. I'm so sorry. My phone lags that's why it happens. Forgive me. I hope you guys still enjoy reading my book. I will try to finish the book this month. ~*~ KEVIN'S (HIRO'S) POINT OF VIEW

His body was that of a falcons but he still had his human head. He lifted his left wing and saw the action being mirrored by his shadow. He had turned into a hybrid of some sort. He no longer saw the screen of his life playing nor did he hear the voices of sorrow. He took a step and felt a cold piece of metal around his right claw. It was the book. Somehow he knew.

my experience in the previous world would be of service! "Despite the malicious nature of humans, humanity still sees the value of unity... only when they're on the verge of death."-Author's shower thoughts.

Was this some sort of diary? “Welcome, Little Wolf.” I stumbled back with a gasp, hitting Russo in the chest. He caught my arms to steady me. “Don’t worry it’s just a book it doesn’t have a consciousness of its own. “But,” argued. “It’s like it knows me.” “There’s magic that can do that,” Russo pointed out. “Even the humans have artificial intelligence that can recognize individuals.” “But not unless it’s been programmed,” I protested. “How would the Huntsman have been able to tell this book about me without either coming here or knowing me in advance? And how long ago did he make the book? How could it possibly know me?”

"No! I wanna be a human!" I shouted. "What's so great about being a human? Do they have power? Do they have strength? If you embrace me,together we can conquer the whole world! We can rule over them!Not every half-breeds get the chance. They have to live like a pest their whole life as you were living like one the whole time! They have to wait for the full moon only to set their wolves free! Isn't it pathetic enough! Do you wanna go back to your pathetic life?"

That's what is making all this weird. ....................................................................................... Here's the chapter I promised, please enjoy. And keep supporting "Her Man."

After the guests recovered from their initial shock, they slowly made way. Everyone moved aside, leaving two individuals in the middle of the room, staring at each other. The most remarkable thing about them was that one was an Alpha and the other was a ... human girl! They just kept glancing at each other, the Alpha's face first showing shock before it gave way to immense joy. But the woman stared at him with wide eyes as if she was still coming to terms with what had happened to her.

With her legs apart, the wolf-man nestled between them, licking from her clit to her tight asshole, eliciting a squirm at the intimate touch. Moving fluidly, the wolf-man shifted to rub against her back, grinding his hips against her buttocks. His face brushed back and forth across the back of her neck, igniting a playful energy. After the tantalizing tongue bath, Rosette raised her hips in a bold invitation, spreading her legs wider. As the fur gradually receded from her back, human hands pressed her down and turned her over, signaling a shift in the encounter. Disappointed by the change, Rosette felt a pang of rejection.