Captors Novels & Stories

After a minute, her breathing and heartbeat started coming back to their normal pace. Now they only had to wait for the results to see if they will be selected for the college team. "Hey, you ran pretty well." The girl who came first in the competition with Evelyn started to introduce herself. "But not better than you." She also started saying while smiling. "By the way, my name is Emma." "I am Evelyn and this is my friend Ava." She started introducing herself and Ava. The three of them stood there talking for some time when their coach drew them to him.

Ok , I trust you". Cohl pushed me to his back, "whatever happens, don't leave my side ".he said. He looks angry, like he wants to kill, with his jaws clenched tightly, the veins on his neck looks like it wants to pop .he looks like captain america , sigh , I want to lick it. Shaking my head 'get it together girl, this is not the time for thoughts like that'. I scolded myself. One of kulmar minion shouted a war cry. And immediately the boys reacted, there was lots of punches and bone breaking, but no guns. thank God. I don't think they want to alert the public about the ongoing fight.

My hair was still damp and the air seeping into the bathroom suggested we were in a cold area. With nothing else to do than stand awkwardly while the brother's chatted discreetly, I decided to make the best out of my situation and observe the distinct features of my captors. The one who brought me here, clad in an Armani and possibly the most dangerous of the trio had a ring on his thumb with the insignia of a crow. Jonas, the second one wore a jacket, faded old jeans, and boots. His most distinct feature was the jarring scar spread across his cheek to his neck. The third was the girl that would not stop sulking. She looked like a fighter. Her clothing complim

Brian gave Nate access to the cameras that were spread around the border of the pack-lands as well as covering the pack-house, and guest house. None of them looked in the windows of course, they just covered the grounds around them, so that you could see if anyone was approaching. Nate took a few hours to set up the camera feeds to his tablet, so he could check in on them remotely. And made sure that both men have both his and George’s phone numbers, as they aren’t part of the pack, they don’t have access to their pack-link, and they might need to contact them.

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PAXTON'S POV My gaze landed at my long, huge, fat, dripping eight inches cock at the mirror. It was above average that I thought that it was rare. It truly was because no woman could handle me. My ex-girlfriends failed to take me, and that pissed me off. I don't know why I always thought a woman like Linxara would make my crazy fantasies come true. I want to break her. I want her to learn the restraints that I will put on her. I want to ruin her. I want to destroy her insides.

People watch in silence, even the Tzauri who sit next to me and don't seem too concerned about the previous fight. Now they seem very interested. I look around. It's almost as if everyone is holding their breath. A beep sounds. Then another. My captor's brother projects his body forward and begins to transform. This still makes me very nervous and a little nauseous. They are very similar wolves. Only their eyes and armor differentiate them. My captor is at a disadvantage. They only have one eye. I realize I'm holding my breath, too. The third beep rings and they attack each other.

She felt a weight around her ankles and, upon closer inspection, noticed the glint of a metallic anklet. It dawned on her—the device was a power-restricting anklet, designed to prevent her from shifting into her wolf form. The woman standing over her chuckled, a cold and mocking sound that reverberated in the room. "There's no need for futile attempts, Astrid. Your little escapades won't work here. Lord Ragnar has taken measures to ensure you remain exactly where he wants you."

"Moonlit Gratitude" Under the captive's reluctant guidance, Luna, Alpha Burst, and Alpha Zephyr ventured further into the labyrinthine tunnels of the underground city. The atmosphere was tense, a palpable mix of anticipation and urgency. The captives trailed behind, their fate teetering on the thin thread of Luna's promise. As they approached what the sinister group referred to as "the destroyer," Luna's senses heightened. The air in the tunnels became charged with otherworldly energy. The captives, aware of the impending revelation, exchanged nervous glances.

He had been attacked by werewolves and there had been enough of them present to take down a dragon shifter. As if on cue, there is a scratching noise from in front of me. The sound of a key turning in a lock sends a chill down my spine. I hear a door knob turning, the door creaks at is pushed wide open. The room is still pitch black, except for a pair of golden orbs that are staring straight at me. I take a deep swallow, as I try to slow my racing heart. My captor was standing in front of me. Would they turn on the light and let me see their face. “Who are you?” I ask, my voice raspy.