Creature Commandos X Reader Novels & Stories

The big black horses barely made any sound, there was no conversation among the big guards who had large scary tattoos around them. Leading the guards, were four people on black horses; Demenicus Darke, the alpha of the skull pack, Simion and Euvene Darke, the alpha first twin sons, and lastly Reven. F. Darke, the bastard last son of the alpha, who was known by other packs as the Deathkeeper, because of his brutality and savagery.

I slid into the booth across from her, feeling a sense of satisfaction at how seamlessly the encounter was unfolding. As we settled into the booth, the savory aromas of Roxy's meal wafted up, mingling with the diner's familiar scents. I leaned in, my voice taking on a conspiratorial tone as I asked my question. “So, Roxy, I’m just going to be forthright here. I was reading that book to find out more about a creature called a Cryomancer. Do you recall reading anything about them?” Roxy's eyes, sparkling with curiosity, met mine, and she paused, her hamburger suspended mid-air. I could tell she was intimidated by me and who could blame her? I was, after all, one of the most powerful creatures

Thaila was hell bent on taunting me but never knew that Calliope was hell bent on winning her through the semester. “Today we're going to be learning the basics of combat. We all know that we're powerful in our immortal state. Xandros here is an Alpha, and Cath, on the other hand, is an Omega. He can defeat her in battle when it's past midnight, but no one knows if she can defeat him when it comes to Mortal Kombat.” She was interrupted by Thaila again. “She can't do that.” Thaila interrupted her again as she placed her hand softly on Xandros's chest..

"Creed will never figure out what love is in time will he?" "Creed is her soldier. He is compassionate but he hides it. Ever since he was bitten he's been different especially with you. The boys are all good even Dominique. This is not who they are. They are not supposed to be hunters. You should have seen them all when they came home from their first kill. Their clothes messed with blood and their faces hard as if they weren't human anymore. It took weeks for them to come back to normal or for me to even hear laughter in this house. I believe if you save Creed you'll save them all." "Dominque hates me and Jared can't stand me. How will I save them all?" I asked. I wasn't even sure what Pand

Xavier explained. “Oh. So everything went good?” Xavier nodded. “It did. Until we found out that Cyrus is also creating an army of his own. Reportedly, experimenting with people. A few warriors from Alpha Malcolm’s pack were kidnapped, while others were killed by some vicious werwolf-like creatures.” So that's what he was tense about. “Don't worry. I know we will make it through this.” I squeezed his hand in assurance and comfort, letting him know I am with him. After a few seconds of silence, I decided to finally talk about the elephant in the room.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

This operation was just as important and personal to her as it was to me. Chief grunted in agreement. He was like a dad to all of us, although he was only 10 years older, my senior. Chief Derrick Flemming, was a decorated Marine. He had more tours under his belt and mission successes than any of his seniors. He kept his dark brown hair short in a military cut, gray speckled on his sideburns, and on his neatly trimmed beard. Sleeves of tattoos covered mass amounts of burn scars on his arms. Only those close with him understood where those scars came from and why this unit was created. All of us on the team had some sort of connection to Ricci Enterprises. All of us wanted to destroy it and it

Whipping my gaze to him, my breath hitched as I watch him position himself above me. “Let’s just say a virgin like you wouldn’t want to be stuck in a room with me,” He whispers in a deep, husky voice that makes my core ache. And I hate it. Gritting my teeth, I look up at him, struggling to escape his grasp. He’s right. I’ve been a ball of nerves since he popped up in my room. I mean, who wouldn’t? Imagine getting out of the shower then find a smoking hot, dangerous and arrogant-looking outsider leaning against the wall of your room. With no bra or panties on, there’s only so much you could do to tell him off. Especially if the jerk is none other than the future alpha of Cruelcrest Hounds Pac

he said, his voice rough. He pulled her wet shirt up and over her head, tossing it aside. Her bra was next. He unhooked it with one hand and threw it away. Her breasts spilled free, nipples tight and sensitive. Jake lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard, his tongue flicking over the hard peak. Mira gasped and arched her back. The sensation shot straight down to her pussy. She felt herself getting wetter, her panties already soaked from more than just the rain.

He must have decided to shift and search like the men he’d given orders to, because he chose that moment to reach down and tug the hem of his shirt over his head. Had Isabella been in human form, she would have had to stifle a gasp. The spine and musculature he revealed were rippled with sinew, but the scars were what stole her breath. Even in the dim glow of the moonlight, her wolf eyes allowed her to see. The commander’s body was a history of battles won and lost, wars waged on behalf of a supernatural empire. And then he turned around and Isabella’s breath caught. He wasn’t any commander. He was the commander. In an instant, she recognized exactly who he was. This cowboy wolf was none oth