Death Horsemen Novels & Stories

"Very nice job. I remember when your daddy used to ride it around, and all the she-wolves just went crazy over it. You two seem to be head over heels." "Yeah," I said, watching Harlow laugh with Stella, Brat, and Liam. Madoc stood by with a look on his face like he didn't get whatever the joke was, and Harlow began explaining something to him. I hated that guy so d*mn much. The thought of him being staked through the heart was almost comforting. Eventually, I rejoined Harlow and did my best to ignore the vampire. As the night wore on, it was nearing time for Dax, Liam, and Brat to hit the road for L.A.

Xander took off his jacket and laid it across his motorcycle. The four men with him grabbed long, heavy chains from their motorcycles and headed toward us, their lips curling into sinister smiles. Xander and Elias morphed and changed into their wolves and leaped at the men. One of them snapped his chain rope toward Elias, but he quickly jumped out of the way, grabbed the man by the throat, and threw him into the street. Elias could have easily ripped out the man's throat but didn't. Then he grabbed another man when the first one started coming toward Elias again, sneaking up behind him.

he just wanted to know who the other one was and do a background check on him and learn the reason why Skye was terrified of the man. “Dominic. Dominic Hale. An Alpha. The Vailant Twins’ friend.” The man named Dominic answered, now diverting his gaze to the side now that he learned the other was an alpha. Awkward silence enveloped the group of three before Hakan felt another squeeze on his hand.

But she still had the courage to talk, "What do you want from me?" "I only want for you, what you want too- what you crave for, what you are dying to have...I want you to unleash the power within. I want you to be free of every restraints..." his voice slowly getting an octave down and huskier! And oh! so very freaky, "...I want you to feel all the power that reside within you. For your name is Argamas!!! The first descendant of Anak! The first seed of the Nephilim!!!" he roared. Lightening stroke across the dark grey skies that stood in sight from the circular window at the sound of his voice.

Reby screamed as the horse's cock tore through her, stretching her beyond anything she'd ever experienced. "Oh fuck, Reby! You fucking love this, don't you? Having your ass ripped apart by a fucking horse!" Dove exclaimed, watching with sick fascination as the horse pounded into Reby. Reby could only whimper and moan, lost in a sea of pain and pleasure as the horse fucked her harder and deeper. She could feel its cock pulsing inside her, growing even bigger as it neared its climax. With a mighty roar, the horse came, flooding Reby's ass with its hot, thick cum. Dove laughed as she shoved a massive horse dildo into Reby's gaping hole, fucking her with it until Reby squirted all over the floor

Sean shouted, but he was already moving forward, his gun raised to cover the clearing. Nero didn't stop until he reached the very center of the circle of cars. He slid to a halt, his hooves tearing up the gray gravel. Christopher didn't dismount; he simply let his body fall from the side of the horse, hitting the ground with a heavy, sickening thud. The small wooden horse rolled out of his open palm, landing in the dirt between his fingers.

"Kitchen door.. Help me check if it's open." At that rotten moment, Luke stumbled in, a puzzled look on his face. "Urm.. Guys? The back door's open and the lock is on the floor. Also, the Wi-Fi was disconnected and Mr Hamilton complained about seeing someone sneaking on the house." Seeing my stricken expression, he continued," it gets worse. I found a letter tucked underneath the door." "what does it say? " Liz said, taking Becca's arm and leading her to the sofa. " Not much. It says ' game on. '"

I declare myself the owner of this herd because Darkel has passed away. Strictly he said while interlacing his fingers, especially his girlfriend tightly "But you're out of the herd," one of them spoke, and Zayn sneered, tilting his head, a mocking smile on his lips. "Why did you go out? Can you tell me why? Is it because I wanted and loved my mate? Is this a mistake for you, the herd of Viruses?" He screamed in anger, causing everyone to look down in fear “ This is our herd..and you cannot simply refuse your mouth..your color.”

None really had looked surprised, which was odd with nothing else considered. “Yeah, we’re named The Hell Hounds. We got called ‘bitch’ long enough that we wanted to thumb our noses at them. Who’s meaner than a hound of hell? His momma.” Jaxon laughed, and when he finished, “Oh, I like that. You must have really fun training days.”

Inside the Masterson Hearth Hall, Michaels Masterson gripped his wood-cutter tool tightly, trying to drown out the loud, demanding voice of the low-born pack enforcer haggling with Tamsyn Masterson at the front counter. Fridays were always full of aggressive trading, but the physical labor kept his mind from fracturing over the memories of his submission in Caelum Frostbane’s den and the violent fallout with his betrothed. His inner omega wolf whined, his scent turning slightly sour with distress as he sorted through the newly cured wolf pelts.