Cowboy Alchemist Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Damien POV: Her long brown hair fell down her back in waves as she rode me reverse cow girl. My fingers travelled up her back towards her neck, gripping it as I turned her head towards me, kissing those pouty lips. She moaned, "Oh Damien!" I growled as my cock throbbed inside of her, I kissed her neck and she moaned again. She was so wet and slippery, I pushed her down into doggy and momentarily pulled out as I aligned myself perfectly before slamming into her, "yes Alpha!" She cried out, "fuck me like your dirty whore!" Her words were sending me over the edge, I grabbed her hair, pulling her back up into me as my other hand found her perky breasts, "Oh Olivia!" I growled as I came deep insi

Maybe I was just imagining things, so desperate for normalcy that my mind had invented this. I tightened my grip on the roasted corn, forcing myself to smile up at Elian as though nothing had happened. But deep in my belly, I could feel the unease wrapping around my organs, forcing me not to breathe. Sliding my hand into his, we kept walking. We were getting to the end of the market now, where butchers were cutting up beef to be smoked and sold. “Our Alpha finally has a wolf,” someone said, their voice happy. “A miracle has happened in our land.”

He turns back around and they all get into the vehicles to drive away. “She’s a coyote.” Rick said nonchalantly, lowering his glasses as the window rolled down. “She’s lunch meat anyway.” The SUVs sped away down the gravel path and out of the gates. Dakota stood there dumbfounded by what just happened. What kind of cowards were those alphas? “Damn it!” He growled and kicked the gravel beneath him. “Alpha Dakota.” A voice called from behind him. “Not now.” He murmured. “She’s awake.”

He proudly declared. But River knew the truth, his pride in her was forced. Alpha Raymond was just acting the role of an auctioneer about to sell a piece of art to the highest bidder. She knew better than to be happy and she clamped her lips together, waiting for the gavel to sound: Sold. “I like her already. She will make a good daughter-in-law.” Alpha Malcolm said and smiled at River. Wait, what? Daughter-in-law? Not wife, not breeder? Things seemed to be getting better. River now confidently smiled back at the kind Alpha. Maybe, just maybe, this could be her way of escape from her present hell.

Maybe I can look for her in a few years. I get to the edge of the trees, and with a glance at her, let out a howl. Thankfully, she doesn’t wake up. Soon, Carter appears in the distance, jogging toward me. He stares in shock when he sees me holding someone in my arms. “Alpha, what’s…?” He starts to question me, but I’d been eyeing him as he came closer, and when I felt like he was a little too close, I bared my teeth in a warning growl. His words trail off as his eyes widen even more at the uncharacteristic reaction.

I tell her about Gray and my mother and she slips her arm through mine and we walk along to the Diner-packhouse talking about when my mom used to slip us moonjuice before the festivals and we would run off to the fields and drink too many at once until we were burping up moon rays and our skins were glowing with the fermented moon fruit. At the glass diner I recognize the Cook person in the kitchen. I see him standing at the window between the kitchen and the counter glaring at the diner full of werewolves. Though I'm sure he doesn't know we're werewolves. He might be less glare-y if he did. I'm about to go over to him and tell him to think about being nicer to his guests but the Waterwolf b

' she says with sadness. 'You don't have to thank me, Alyssa. We can be together! Your father can never stop us this way,' I say, smiling down at her. She looks at me, confused. 'Zenith, I rejected you. We can't be together. I need you to understand that. I'm to be mated with Alpha Axton from the Justice pack in a few days,' she says. Angry at her words, I let out a growl. 'No, mate of mine will be mated to another wolf.' My wolf is angry and is trying to shift. My eyes are black from her words.'

The food was delicious. “I am Owen, by the way.” Lifting my eyes, I found him staring at me full-on. He wasn’t even trying to hide it while he ate his food. No, he had straight up set his knife and fork down and was full-on looking right at me. I swallowed the food that was in my mouth. “Alison.” Sitting my knife and fork down, I picked up the glass of water and took a drink from it. “Alison, tell me. How is it that a large black wolf shows up at my door wounded and passes out. And when I remove the bullet and turn my back for a moment, I find the wolf has disappeared, and in its place, a naked lady lays in its spot.”

Damn fault. I swallowed hard when finally, Alqamar won the fight. The wolf he was been fighting to went unconsious. That wolf turned into a human, naked. Alqamar covered him with leaves before he looked at me. Cristine is still lying on the ground with her wolf form, feeling in pain.

“Yeah, it was an accident.” Shane shook his head. “I’ll be damned,” he said. “Go help, Nova,” the Alpha commanded, and with the healer beside him, Slate turned and headed back toward where he’d left Jack and Everly, careful to skirt around Rider’s location so the healer wouldn’t see one of their own wolves down and go to help. Rider deserved to suffer a bit longer, and Jack needed to live so that Alyson’s heart wasn’t broken. It was crazy what a wolf would do for love.