Breeding Stories Novels & Stories

Margo said, surprising the young woman. “Why did they take us? Why do that to so many people?” Penny asked. “I’m going to be blatantly honest with you.” Margo began leaning forward. “What is happening is that people like Bernard are kidnapping people for forced breeding. Believe it or not it's actually a war crime. What they’re doing is they’re taking people with superior genes and using them to breed.” “What?” Penny whispered. “Why would they do that?” “I still don’t know…What I do know is that the success of the birth determines the fate of both the breeder and the child.”

I finally managed to ask. "I have been searching for a breeder for a long time, someone who can provide me with the perfect offspring. When I saw you at the auction, I knew that you were the perfect match for me." I scoffed softly, feeling a mix of anger and fear. "Use me as a breeder, and then what? What happens when you finally have no use for me anymore? Will you just kill me? It's better if you just kill me now than force me into doing something I don't want to do."

I expressed. “I know, but do we have to sacrifice ourselves to do it? Do you know what will happen if you mark me?” “I have a theory,” I said before lying in the bed next to her. “Word will spread like wildfire. The breeders will become…dissatisfied.” Imani snorted but I continued. “They will be inundated with jealousy and rage–especially the noble breeders. They’ll sit around in their fancy dresses and gossip like the useless hens they are, wondering what that lowly breeder has that they don’t.”

Ten months and a pup, and after that I would be free. Yes, I thought, I was finally ready to be a breeder… Alpha Kieran’s breeder!

“Excellent. She was chosen for exactly this purpose, Damien. Clean bloodline, no powerful connections, desperate enough to sign anything we put in front of her, and clearly fertile. You needed a proper breeding vessel for a worthy Blackthorne heir. Nothing more. Don’t start getting soft on me now.” My blood turned to ice in my veins. “A breeding vessel?” Damien let out a low, humorless chuckle that sent chills racing down my spine. “Soft? Don’t insult me, Victor. She knows her place perfectly. Once she delivers a healthy child—preferably a son—the real purpose of this contract is fulfilled. After that… we’ll see. Keep pushing the board hard on the succession clause. I’m not letting my empire

I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways Maybe it's all part of a plan Well, I'll just keep on making the same mistakes Hoping that you'll understand That, baby, now Take me into your loving arms Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars Place your head on my beating heart Thinking out loud Maybe we found love right where we are (oh, oh) La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, lo-ud So, baby, now Take me into your loving arms Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars Oh, darling, place your head on my beating heart I'm thinking out loud But maybe we found love right where we are Oh, baby, we found love right where we are And we found love right where we are. " So mom how did

Once upon a time, there lived a kind cople of elders. They had a beautiful love story. They were friends since childhood and stayed by each other side till they became old. Nothing could their them apart. Not even the fact that the woman could not get pregnant. They lived happy, in a small village, covered in snow half the year. There were happy children, enough food every winter and no war, just the calm peace.

I knew what breeder programs were, but they were almost a thing of the past no thanks to Dominic reestablishing the practice. “I have five half sisters somewhere in Black Haven or one of their allies. My mom was forty when she had me and she was in their program since she was eighteen, never finding her fated.” She shook her head. “They basically force your heat once a week until you are pregnant; they have high strength supplements and pheromones to speed up the process there. From eighteen on until you are deemed too old or if you happen across your fated while they use you, you are in the program.” Sarah put her hands over her mouth in shock, while I stood there speechless. “My Goddess..”

He dropped his cigarette on the ground and said, "I am a secret agent of the capital city. I fulfill the wishes of my rich clients, and currently, I am looking for a beautiful girl to be a breeder for one of the most influential families." "You're beautiful, young, and desperate for money, a perfect candidate." "I can help you out of this border and give you money to save your mother's life but in return...you have to agree to be a breeder for my client. You'll leave after giving birth to the baby." He said it with a smirk but his words even made me forget to breathe for a while. I thought maybe he wanted my body but...even worse, he wanted my body to carry a baby? For some stranger?

“Not slowly, not some theory the council writes papers about. Two breeders came before you. Neither made it past three months. Without an heir, in five years this territory gets carved up by whoever moves fastest to take it.” The room felt colder. “What does that have to do with me?” Rysen answered, gentler than his brother but no less direct. “The clause called you an anomaly because you’re unranked. Unshifted at nineteen. Failed every test they gave you. That’s not supposed to be possible. No wolf should mean no markers at all. But the old texts talk about a fertility line that reads as nothing right up until it isn’t.” “You think I’m one of those bloodlines,” I said. The pieces slid toget