Deepwoken Book Novels & Stories

The wolf let out a painful howl, then began to growl, eyeing me hatefully. - I will leave you alone if you'll get out of our forest. This is not your territory, and you can't kill innocent people. As you can see, sorceresses who defend life live here, it's dangerous area for you.- I said boldly, much more confident after I made this shield, although didn't really know how. I hadn't learned doing anything like that, but figured it must have been some sort of sorceresses defense mechanism or something like that.

When I got the finalized dissolution paperwork, relief rose like I’d never known. Back at the Blackwood manor, the house was empty—they were no doubt still at the hospital, giving Isabella “comprehensive” care. I laid Jonathan’s copy of the dissolution on the stone coffee table and weighed it with a simple note: [I’m gone. Don’t look for me. I have abandoned you all.] Then I lifted my light bag and walked out of the place that had chained me five years—home in name, prison in truth—without once looking back. Behind me, the newborn sun spilled gold over the forests of Blackwood Territory.

AUTHOR’S NOTE If you’re here for polite romance, fade-to-black sex, or anything resembling manners… close this book right now and go clutch your pearls somewhere else, sugar tits. You’ve been warned, princess. Chapter – 0001 GRACE I, Grace Monroe Sullivan, head of a charity foundation and daughter of Arthur Sullivan, the very conservative President of the United States, am staring at a cardboard box of blow-up dolls. And no, these are definitely not kids’ toys. I know the box contains blow-up dolls (free condoms and lube, too, apparently) because in bright orange lettering on the side, it announces the contents: LIFELIKE PERSONAL ROMANCE DOLLS! NOW WITH FREE GLOW-IN-THE-DARK-CONDOMS AND LUBR

Chapter 48 The Werewolf Realm While Erin reunited with Kate, Zaki, and Kira on the other side of the territory, Levi and Micha remained in their shared study—facing the Living Book. It floated above the table, its ancient golden letters swirling across its surface like flowing fire. "Dearest reader… let us begin," the book hummed, its voice echoing softly through the room. Levi and Micha sat down opposite each other, bracing themselves. Every session with the Living Book revealed something darker than the last.

I would come home from my boring nine-to-five job, sink into my bed, scroll for a while, sleep, and wake up the next day to repeat the same routine. I unlocked my phone and started scrolling through different apps. I had no one to talk to, so I didn’t even bother checking my messages. Then a notification popped up, I bit my lip when I saw it was a p**n link. My fingers hesitated above the screen, my heart began to beat a little faster. My life might be boring, but I couldn’t deny myself of pleasure. I clicked on it and reached for the drawer beside my bed, pulling out the vibrator I had bought weeks ago but barely used. The video started playing and showed two men and a woman. One was betwee

“You’re being paranoid. Or maybe you’re just not attracted to me anymore. Which is it?” I opened my mouth, but how could I explain it? The sensation wasn’t fear exactly. It was warmer. Deeper. Like invisible fingers trailing down my spine, teasing the sensitive spot just above my ass. My clit gave a faint, traitorous throb. I pressed my thighs together, mortified. “Stan, please. I’m not crazy. It’s this new book I got today. Something about it—”

I could drink his cum three times a day for a hundred years and beg and plead and worship at her feet and still not be worthy of their forgiveness. ‘I’m still mad at you! If you fucked this up, I might just turn my back on you and never shift or lend you my powers again,’ Drelduin huffs in my head. ‘Neither of them has a dragon for you,’ I sigh. ‘It doesn’t matter. I feel your pleasure and I can always take over,’ he reminds me. I finish my shower and step out to grab a towel and get dressed in sweat pants for bed.

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I clarified. "Wait—what are you trying to say?" I didn't know how to put it in a way that does not offend her, hence I just stayed quiet about it and just described to her what the specific contents of the book may entail. Thankfully, she obliged without a word. After relentless scouring and searching, we eventually stumbled upon one that met my criteria. It was a journal—a journal authored by a former warrior of the Great Rift. "Are you sure this is what you're looking for? Not a textbook?"

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