Breeding Stories Novels & Stories

Mrs. Jones P.O.V. "Oh I guess, the people who recruited you, didn't tell you about this, well we decide to create mutants for the army, these mutants will help the army during war and so on". We knew it won't be easy, but we were determined to make those shitty ideas in our heads become a reality. We started, and we abandoned all that we had, pleasure, family, and the rest. We got humans who decided to be used in this operation, guess what? "You guys failed right?" I answered. "Yeah we did, we didn't only fail, we lost Sam and Lahm". But the worst was yet to happen. "The worst?" I asked. "Yeah, relax and listen to how this dream of ours created a nuisance" he laughed. I sighed, and

“I just wanted them to be safe.” Clinton softens slightly, observing our closeness. “Aye, I know how it is. Breeding is an emotional time for mothers and fathers both.” He wags his finger, “You can be forgiven for protecting your mate, but the deception is another matter.” He’s on his feet and pacing, again proving how remarkably spry he is for a 135-year-old. “Do you have any idea what you’ve risked here? If this gets out, your campaign will be over. The pack loves Gloria, they’re obsessed with your romance, if they think this has all been a lie

Kenzo stated bluntly. His voice lacked any trace of his usual chaotic humour. It was a dark, territorial growl. He stared right at Flora. "She's exactly our bride. She's our future Luna. And she's definitely going to be the mother of our pups." My heart stopped. I couldn't pull a single breath of oxygen into my lungs. He just announced I was going to breed his entire pack right in front of a girl from my math class. I wanted the floor to totally swallow me whole. I was humiliated.

Adele hauled her brothers up by their collars and marched them off toward the keep for washing, ignoring every protest, already so much the woman she would one day be. Blade's hand found mine. Brynn's found the other. The three of us sat there on the wall and watched our children go, and neither of them said a word, because there was nothing left that needed saying. I was happy. Years ago, when I was sold here as a breeder, I never expected to end up here with my two wonderful mates and my sister. Blessed with beautiful, amazing children. Maybe I was lucky after all.

Lane says with his mouth full. I totally dig feeding folks, and luckily for me, I've got plenty of mouths to feed. So, me and Lane sat down to chat about the farm. My plan is to start a breeding program and hopefully Tinman will pass on his sweet barrel horse skills to his little ones. Lane was totally on board and even mentioned that he tried to convince my grandpa to start a breeding program back in the day, but he was more into running a training spot. So, we're looking for some awesome broodmares, and suddenly Emberlynn screams and scares the crap out of us.

It was warm and thick, making her skin crawl. “No.” “Check her for the item.” Hands began to pat down her sides, roughly grabbing and pulling her limbs aside before fumbling beneath her torn cloak, then shirt. They groped her non-sexually for no one desired an Omega and they were perhaps the least sexually assaulted species in the wolf kingdom. Who would want to breed a population loathed by many, if not all? “Nothing,” muttered one of them and their hands left her briskly.

He said, causing me to chuckle a little. “I was crying because no one has ever cared so much as to think of just this small statement. It's very touching.” Taking a deep breath I prepare myself to tell him everything. Even about Zoey. “Did you know there was such a thing called the “Breeder Dens?”’ I asked him, but his puzzled expression had me guessing he did not. “A while ago, an Alpha decided that women had no other purpose than to breed. They were property and nothing more. But not everyone has the same ability to achieve a mate. So to meet the demands of his “buddies” he started what is called the breeder dens. They are just these little cells where men are given a number and pay to mat

“After that, everything changed.” His voice lost emotion. Flat. Controlled. Like the only way he could tell the story was by distancing himself from it. “They stopped treating me like a pack member,” he said. “I became… useful.” A cold feeling settled in my stomach. Darius looked furious already. “What does that mean?” Ronan’s gaze flicked toward him briefly. “There are breeding programs,” he said quietly. The room went dead silent. Even Kade looked momentarily stunned. “They sell omegas,” Ronan continued. “Especially rare ones. Strong bloodlines. Strategic genetics.”

The twisted game of desire and domination takes a dark and unpredictable turn as they finally claim Sara, plunging her into a world of lust and obsession. #vampire #breeding #lust #attraction #dominant #breedwhore #reverseharem #reverse-bully #humangirl #sacrifice #breeder #hardcore #brothers Always read tags. So you can skip if the themes are not to your taste. *** I knew I wasn't here to enjoy pleasure, but to breed, yet I could feel every inch of my body anticipating being a breeder for King Venus. My heart nearly jumped out of my chest when I stepped into his chamber.

He pinned my back against a tree, his body pressed against mine, anger radiating in his eyes. "Look here, slut. I do not trust you. In fact, I hoped you'd fucking die out here today. Newsflash, your stories don't line up. First, you are a human breeder who was fucked by just one person?" he asked, tucking his tongue and shaking his head sideways.