Centaur Vore Novels & Stories

Pain flared into my veins—sharp, claiming. Power surged between us. It was different from the wildfire of Kairox’s mark, it was quieter, more calm. When he lifted his head, blood stained his lips. “Virelle is now my mate,” he announced. “My wife. Beta female of Crescent Moon,” he added, his voice echoed louder like he was trying to steal the spotlight from Kai and Alicia just to make me happy. The hall exploded, filled with shouts, growls, and confusion. Kairox’s face remained stone.

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

I wouldn't let that happen now. My whole body morphed into my vampire self. My eyes turned into a bright glowing red colour. My canines sharpened and my nails grew longer. I whipped my head towards Maya one last time to make sure she was safe before bolting down with the sole purpose to attack that damn creature. The wind rushed through me, my feet dug on the dirt as I was skillfully making my way through the thick trees. His pestering odour grew stronger and stronger meaning I was getting closer.

She snarled, viciously striking me across the face with enough force to knock me into the muddied ground. I landed with a small thud on my side, a blur once again tricking my vision, no not one, but many. I blinked in shock, my eyes barley able to focus on the dozens of vampires who suddenly appeared in the small clearing; each one bowing to their prince. Silas was by my side in the next instant, lifting me from the ground as three others lifted Vincent and when my master spoke; the entirety of Lady Phantomhive’s men backed away in fear. “Destroy them all.”

came the deep, controlled command. The maids left without another word, and the door slammed shut behind them. Silence fell then I turned my head slowly and saw him. Alpha Kael Vorthrane. He was tall, broad, perfectly imposing. The light reflected off the sharp lines of his face, highlighting a faint scar along his cheekbone that made him look all the more dangerous. His dark hair was swept back carelessly, as though the world itself bent around him and his cold, merciless eyes locked onto me as though he could see straight into my thoughts.

Well, shit. My first thought was to courier them back, so that I didn't have to come face to face with that guy. But the couriers didn't want to send something so expensive, in such a short distance. So I dug out his information from the public records and now, I was standing in front of the magnificent villa, pondering on the fact that I would have to face him again, contemplating, whether I should go inside or not. The word 'VICTORS' were curved on the iron gate beautifully in a neat cursive. A tall, stony statue of mammon stood proudly at one side and a giant lion on the other.

There was no turning back now. With the kind of potential Aria had just revealed, she would certainly hunt them down without mercy if they let her leave this place. "Fine. Let's do this!" Vaelor's roar shook the air as blinding light exploded from his body. Decator energy churned wildly inside him. The massive axe in his hands swelled to several times its original size, radiating a terrifying pressure that pressed down on everything around it. "Worldbreaker!" Raimor stopped holding back. He flung his longsword into the air, and his hands flew through a rapid sequence of seals. "Edge of Eternity!"

(Euan’s P.O.V) Coventina growls low in her throat when a mangy grey wolf enters the clearing behind the werecat. “I see you recognize Jasper, princess. He’s here to help me.” Coventina’s hackles raise, her lip pulled up in a snarl, she lunges but is caught mid-air when a great black blur knocks into her, sending her flying across the clearing. They’ve effectively separated us, this is what they wanted, an opportunity to take her. The werecat shifts back into his tiger, and I follow suit.

AVA'S POV “Just how many broken people were in this pack? I should leave him alone with his problem, I mean, even I have mine to solve.” I muttered, just wanting to leave quickly and quietly without disturbing him. But his next words made me stop dead in my tracks. “Sage...” he called out again. Lifting his head, his eyes suddenly snapped in my direction. It was Kaiden. But there was something about him that was too scary. His beautiful brown eyes were gone, it was replaced with a blood red color, fully highlighted under the full moon.

He was a lean, hungry-looking man with eyes like a vulture. "Kaelor," Voren drawled, leaning back. "I heard you picked up a new pet. I didn't realize you’d started collecting Vaelis trash." Kaelor’s chest surged. A low, wet growl started in the back of his throat—a sound no human should be able to make. The table groaned as he leaned his weight onto his palms. His eyes were shifting, the irises bleeding into a predatory, molten gold. "Watch your tongue, Voren," Kaelor hissed. "Or I’ll rip it out and feed it to the strays."