Breeding Stories Novels & Stories

She will visit Conri in the grand hall and tell him the fun story. And that's what brought them here. The odd couple is riding the most beautiful and romantic bird of the utopia. The mourning dove peahen which has the most spectacular, beautiful blue-green plumage and spotted tail feathers. They are heading to the northen lands of the neighboring country of Ignas, the land of the Giants.

His whole world had come to an instant world. Three weeks after Tasila’s death, Bernard had lost his job, home, and everything they had owned…all while his daughter watched on the side lines. Martha’s mind went back to the time when she and Bernard had their first talk about having a child. She finally understood why he had such strong reservations about starting a family…why he had watched over her like a hawk all through her pregnancy. When Alex was finally born, Ben had gone to the doctor and had a vasectomy done.

Even as chosen mates, you could still recognize your fated mate when you met – although I’d heard a couple of people tell me it wasn’t as intense as it was described with fated mates. Not that I could judge – besides knowing that I’d already met my mate, I couldn’t even remember what it felt like… “Even with all of that there’s still no guarantee that it will increase the birthrate,” Rhea pointed out, surprising me. “That was the whole point of the Breeding Program, right? To produce more ranked wolves?”

I asked, voicing the quiet hope that had traveled with us. Ronan’s hand found mine. “She already has. Kael wrote that she brought her mate and the little ones here last spring. Told them stories about their grandmother who tamed the storm and their grandfather who taught the pack how to heal instead of hate.” The words settled warmly in my chest. We had become stories. Legends, even. It was a strange comfort.

‘Once the baby comes, he’ll see me differently,’. A week later, Melinda was in the kitchen making tea when she heard voices coming from Stanley’s study. The door was slightly open, she walked closer, wanting to ask him if he wanted dinner. But what she heard made her freeze. “…the girl is pregnant already. Good job, Stanley,” a woman’s voice said. It sounded like his mother, Victoria. “She was the perfect choice. Young, healthy, and desperate. Once she gives birth, we take the child and get rid of her. She’s served her purpose as the breeding vessel.”

A mate? “Now, James, don’t do anything you’ll regret later. You’re angry over a misunderstanding. You know I’m not what you want. It’s just you’re pissed because you didn’t start the war. You’re regret doing anything like that with me. What will you do when you meet your fated mate and it gets all complicated?” Breeders only worked well if the fated mate was dead. Otherwise, there was jealousy and possessiveness that interfered. Everyone suffered with that for generations.

Book 1: Her Unloved Mate (Vince & Crystal’s Story) Book 2: My Bride is Not a Human (Cade & Andrella’s Story) Book 3: Her Chosen Mate (Rebecca & Oliver’s Story) * In case of any queries regarding any story, please reach out to my inbox. Thank you again.

He told me that I was sold as a servant, but that’s not true. A BREEDER! What does being a breeder even mean? Carrying a child? No… oh, no! No matter how hard my life has been, I’ve always thought of finding my mate. He’ll take me away, love me and doesn’t let me get hurt. And now, they took all that away from me. Sobbing, I pleaded. “No, please. My innocence is all I have. Don’t worry, I can work. I’ll pay all the money that I owe, and then you can let me leave.”

The doctor states. “That is understandable. How many do you think we still need to have in order not to make these creatures inbred?” I asked. Well, right now, we only have a dozen of creatures that are capable of breeding with others. These 12 have killed all the other stronger males. I am guessing they saw them as competition for females. We have to keep them separate from each other, or they will fight amongst themselves.” The doctor answers.

The words send a shock through my body. My pussy clenches violently around the leader’s cock. "Oh fuck,” he groans. “She liked that. She liked hearing about being bred.” He pounds me harder. “That’s right, little bitch. That’s what animals do. They breed. They get filled with cum. They make babies.” He slams deep, grinding. “That’s what’s happening to you right now. We’re breeding you. Pumping you full of cum. Maybe one of us will take.”