Debauchery Synonym Novels & Stories

A war was coming. Tonight was for something else. The Royal Debauchery. The Royal Debauchery is a long standing event which happens only once in the lifeline of any king of the House of the Lycans, it is usually a very lavish celebration, A night where savagery was cloaked in celebration. Where Alphas brought their slaves—men and women—to serve, to entertain, to be used.

he begged me and he kneel in front of me holding my hands, but I swat his hands away. "Peter come on, leave him. He was a freak! A man having a baby? Seriously?! Even if it's true you are a slut having a baby at early age, I bet you just only using the baby so that Peter would marry you" - it was Mike gaining his composure, and trying to pull Pete but Pete just pushed him away. ~PETE POV~ "He was not a slut! And that unborn child was mine!" I shout at him and I can see that they were stunned

It was like a very alluring orgy that screamed sophistication and sin instead of perversion. Oh God.

I lifted the wine glass to my lips and drank until every drop was gone. Placing the glass upon the table, I stared Bryce's direction. "That girl? She's a prostitute? My daughter was living with a prostitute?" "It isn't really prostitution," Suzy said. "It's companionship, a relationship..." My chest became tight. The answer was right before us, but I couldn't let him do this to my daughter. "No."

"I'm quite accustomed to it. He is cruel to me all the time." "Really?" "Yes. He finds the ultimate pleasure in abusing me." "He abused you?!" "At every turn." Been living in a fast lane since his early adulthood, there was only a few which could surprise him, but what Blackthorne just heard stunned him. He knew that the duke was a cold, arrogant prick, but he never expected him to be a vile pervert. Looking at the sweet, innocent-looking woman next to him, he imagined the shame and the pain she endured at the hands of her master. Blackthorne was definitely not a moral man, and he might have broken hearts of too many women in his amorous adventures, but he never derived sick, disgusting plea

"I am your mother, and I'm trying to help you work through these inappropriate feelings before they lead you further into sin." "Inappropriate feelings," I repeat, letting out a sound that's supposed to be a laugh but comes out more like a sob. "Right." "This isn't funny, Caleb. Lust is a serious matter, especially when it's directed toward someone who should be as a sister to you. The Bible says that whoever looks at a woman lustfully has already committed adultery in his heart, and when that woman is family..." She draws in a sharp breath. "The consequences are even more severe. You cannot continue down this path of—”

Some were even doing all three at once. Disgust filled Dannie and she took a step back, the softness of the ground alerting her she was dangerously close to the edge. Recognition hit her. Deabru. These creatures were the deabru. They were the malignant counterpart to the wolf spirits. Whereas the wolves bound themselves to a human in a symbiotic joining that benefited both, the deabru were all parasite. They fed off a human’s soul and body until there was nothing left.

Micah asks me, I've talked about them, I always do. "My brother is the alpha, my other brother is a beta, they are both dominant and would love you and would spoil you just to get back to me," I say knowing Jacob would like to take some revenge on all the times I spoiled his little and fed her extra chocolate in it. "Spoil me as revenge?" Micah asks confused. "Jacob's mate is a little, I give her extra chocolate, teach her to swear words, you know some brotherly things, that drive my dear brother insane," I say with a smile, ahh the good days.

Vada opened up for Liam who plunged his tongue deeply into her warm mouth savouring every inch of her, his hands walked up to cup her round full breasts and Vada stood at the edge of her sanity. The dry humping was beginning to pick pace and Liam had a short moment of blood rushing down his groin. Unable to control the situation and torture any more, he pulled down his shorts and freed the beast as he stood up and carried Vada to the bed setting her down as gently as he could. With one movement, Vada's nightie crumpled at the foot of her bed, revealing every part of her womanhood, Liam couldn't get enough of her, he wasn't capping when he told her how beautiful she is, in this context, ether

"Not my fault you become so antsy after the deed." "The deed?" I asked incredulously. "Is that what you call sex -- the deed?" I shook my head. "There are a myriad of names you could have used, like slapping skins, boning, making love . . . anything, but. . . the deed." I finished scornfully.