Novel & Cerita Beatrix R34

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

Alexander sat down and an attendant served him a drink. “Hello Alexander! I didn’t think I would see you again,” said Beatrix as she came into the room. Alexander turned to look at her and his eyes widened with shock. He could hardly recognize the Beatrix who came into the room, supported by two attendants. In her final trimester, she had grown huge and her feeble body could hardly support her weight. The dark circles under her eyes spoke of the torture she might have gone through. They weren’t there when Alexander saw her the last time. It was clear Beatrix had gone through more difficulties than he had thought.

Android condemned it. “Android!” Zinnia looked at her dog. "Bad boy." Zinnia added. No way, you're a good boy now, Android. You belong to me. Lucas immediately stroked his dog's head. Zinnia walked closer to Lucas and took Android in her arms. Its hands were slightly touching when Zinnia took over Android. Lucas follows Zinnia inside, where Android is about to be injected with anti-rabies.

They bade Henry goodbye and went straight outside. "Should we go with a car or the bike" Mia asked "Car. I hope I'm not too picky" Delilah said "No, no. Let's go" Mia said after using the car remote control to open the doors. The car was a blue BMW Z4. They fastened their seatbelts quickly. All through the ride, Mia was being calculative over something precisely that she was almost unaware that she had reached the gate. She honked and the security guards opened up the gate.

He had pinned me against the cold stone of the relic chamber, his arm coiled around my head, the other hand bruising my hip. His breath was ragged, his golden eyes heavy with the darkness of the curse that threatened to consume him. “You want to hate me,” he growled, his fangs scraping against my throat. “Your scent tells me otherwise, even as your eyes promise murder.” I choked on a breath, my body betraying me. “I will never be your Queen,” I snapped, even as my body arched towards him. He laughed softly, pressing his hips into mine, so I could feel the rigid length of him. “I don’t want a Queen, little Null. I want to burn alive in you before the world ends. And you, you’re going

Pain rockets through my right eye, and I’m pretty sure he snapped my orbital bone, but the pain is nothing compared to how I felt when he took Bexley from me. Bexley. I’m fighting for her. He raises the weapon to slam it into me again, and I use his shift in weight to my advantage, leaning in the opposite direction and thrusting up with my hindlegs. In this position, they’re more powerful than a human’s, even a large one like Garth. I rocket him off me, and he slams into the wall, taking out a table and one of my mother’s favorite vases. It shatters all over the floor.

" The Beast God's voice rang out with immense authority. We looked down at our feet. Below us stretched a dense primeval forest, the continent where the beastmen made their home. When we first fell onto this continent in our previous life, both my sister, Lydia Miller, and I had fear written deep in our eyes. The howling of wild beasts announced the law of the jungle that ruled this place. So, Lydia chose the beast woman identity without hesitation. "A beast-eared woman has its own kind of charm," she said. After making her choice, she looked at me smugly, imagining how adorable she'd look. The Beast God told us that on this beastman continent, females were extremely rare. A single female co

"Lot 005. Ladies and gentlemen." "Showing here." With a flash of light pouring on the stage, the audience saw a small cage. There was a little girl squatting on the floor. She was completely naked. Tears dried on her dirty face. Her hair was shining with scraps of light and her lips were red like blossoming cherry. Every piece of her skin was breath-taking. "Ooohoo!" Someone whistled with wicked smiles and uncovered lusts. "A perfect sex slave. Blood type AB- negative." The auctioneer seemed to be satisfied with their reaction. He raised up his jaw and looked around. Everyone's attention was caught by the beautiful little creature on the stage.

Rachel “Jayce, are you going to tell me where the heck has been driving us for a long time?” I sighed, resting my head on the headrest. “Calm down and just relax,” Jayce said, giving me a small smile before turning his focus to the road. “It’s been one hour,” I complained. “No, to mention this place looks pretty damn scary,” “It’s not scary, it’s calming.” I scanned his face, only to find him smiling. “Calming yeah, more like horrifying,”

(Alexandra) “I SEE an incredibly gorgeous man and you see an enemy. We are seeing things differently, dear.” I frowned as I glanced at Beatrix, my cousin, my best friend, and my assistant all rolled into one. She was on the left side of the hall, a few tables away from me. She raised her wineglass when our eyes met. Beatrix showed up as Kenji’s partner for tonight and no one doubted her because she was a famous model in the country. She also had an established background and was also known for supporting charities.