Damn Papa You A Rare Breed Mga Nobela at Kwento

So, instead of wasting more time and money, I've settled on a breeder, at my father's request because he wants to see his grandchildren to me. My father has pushed me to use a breeder, saying they are easier to get a hold of and from them come really strong children, just look at you he said to me. I am the eldest son of an Alpha and a breeder, a strong one, so my father pushed me harder to use a breeder, but I had hoped for my mate.

“Get. It. Together, Camila.” But the more I tell myself that, the harder I shake. I clutch the phone again, screen lighting up with the paused frame of those monsters—those sick, twisted, coked-up demons who stripped him of his dignity before taking his life. My Papa. My Papa who taught me how to braid hair, how to shoot a BB gun, how to tell apart real gold from fake. My Papa who drove me to school every damn day until the streets weren’t safe anymore. My Papa who smiled even when they took him away… who still gave me everything.

"At least Jay would keep our granddaughter on the right path. He won't stop you from seeing her either. Ri, you've really let us down!" I was already feeling awful the past two days, and hearing my parents take his side made me furious. "All this happened because you tried to break Finneas and me apart. If you hadn't interfered, none of this would have—" Before I could finish my rant, Mom slapped me across my face. "You're such a fool! We split you two up because Finneas was after your money. Do you think you're his only lover?" Dad sighed and showed me some photos on his phone. "Finneas has never stopped seeing other women. He even deceived his current wife. He just wants to rob you of ever

If only he knew. Thinking about it filled me with dread, the alpha king was a Lycan, a fucking Lycan. The reason he couldn’t breed was that he didn’t find his mate. Lycans can only breed with their mates, and if he finds out, if he gets a whiff that I’m indeed his mate, he would fight heavens and earth for me because I was the hope of his heritage, his lineage.

He was gonna eat me alive. He held the remote right before my eyes, his thumb hovering over the button. "Tell me who owns this expression on your face. Tell me whose name you're going to scream in this office." "You," I whispered, my voice a wrecked sound. "It’s you... Daddy, I never felt anything like this with anyone. Y-you... you make me so... you make it feel so f*cking good." A dark, satisfied smirk pulled at his lips. He didn't just turn it on, he set the remote on the table between us on the highest frequency and left his chair.

Victor in my pregnant pussy, belly to belly, rubbing my bump the whole time. “Tell them you want your mom knocked up again too,” he growled, grinding deep. “I want Mommy knocked up again, Daddy… breed both your sluts… keep us pregnant and used forever… we’re more than blood… we’re your family breeding pigs!” He unloaded deep inside me, thick pulsing ropes flooding my womb while Mom got the same from Marcus. The crowd cheered loudly.

A big smile spread on my lips. "Oh, Daddy, I am going to be such a huge p**n star!" I squealed. "Lord have mercy on my sinful daughter," he groaned, staring up at the sky. "Is that a drone up there?" * * * Yes, it is a drone. My parents made sure to capture the whole thing. 'Daughter ambushes her Preacher Daddy's' becomes the best-selling amateur p**n since 'Mother & Son Glory Hole Mix-Up'!

"My personal human cum slut, you want to defy your dad so bad don't you?" He moaned louder as he reached behind, grabbed my hip, pushing me to fuck him. Dane was the son of the general who keeps eyes on our kind. And Dane's a brat with too much money and time on his hands. He was the black sheep of the family, who wanted nothing but to upset his dad by fucking with the one being the General despises, vampires. "Have me, for fuck sake, Ammar, take me!" His other hand grabbed the back of my neck and that was all it takes for me to sink my fangs into his neck while my cock thrust deep into his ass.

Bryce's smile froze. "You have parents? Why have you never mentioned them before?" Well, it was because my parents weren't human. I came from a family of seahorse beastmen. In our society, the male seahorses were the ones who gave birth. So, when I announced that I was going to marry a human and have a child with him, my parents kicked me out without mercy. They believed that I was committing an atrocious act. I replied, "I have too many siblings, so my parents usually just let us be. So, it's not necessary to split our expenses since I have parents too, right?"

Eugene stood right beside her with his head lowered, as though he had suffered great injustice. Ms. Hill held her phone out in front of me. "Take a look at this." Late last night, an anonymous post had popped up on the school forum. The title of the post was incredibly direct, and the content was even more so. It claimed that Eugene wasn't Ian's biological son, yet he was hogging all the resources because Ian was spending money to pave the way for him. It also implied that Ian had abandoned his ex-wife and biological daughter just to turn around and raise someone else's kid.