Deku X Rody Novels & Stories

"Andrew, you're really putting on a show here! If I didn't already know what a nobody you are, I might've actually believed you!" Rodney was one of Jayrodale's Four Most Eligible Bachelors, and he ranked higher than Dexter. Not only that, but because he trained at Madblade Martial Academy, he was notoriously arrogant. He did not even give guys like Harvey and Michael the time of day, let alone someone like Dexter. So, the idea that Rodney would rush over because Andrew called? That was laughable. If anything, Dexter figured that if Andrew did run into Rodney, he would probably drop to his knees in terror.

Kane directed the question at Rahl with his eyes focused on Emory. Rahl nodded, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes.“Yes, Rodyn is a Dracan. A hybrid of Lycan and dragon blood. The Rolan pack and bloodline is Dracan,” he explained, turning to Emory. “I’m surprised you don’t know this. It’s why the Rolan pack are such grand allies of Kedar.” How could she not have known this about Rodyn? They had been together for over three years, and he never shared this crucial information with her. Was it possible that he didn’t know at the time, or had he purposefully kept it from her?

The unbearable agony drops the massive rogue to his knees, his throat letting out a high-pitched scream of pure torture. "You are in deep shit now, rogue!" Baldy gasps, his face covered in sweat. "We belong to Territory Alpha Stilinski! He will have your flesh torn into bird meat for this insult!" Derek replies with a cool, indifferent voice, "I am sorry, but my ears have never heard of this Stiles Stilinski guy. Is his wolf supposed to be someone important in my forest?" He tightens his iron grip on the broken bone, causing Baldy to shriek and curse the Moon Goddess.

He was still geared up, hair messy from his helmet, eyes locked on us. The moment he registered Roderigo standing too close, something dark and feral flashed across his face. “GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER.” He shouted, his voice low and dangerous. Roderigo turned slowly, smirk widening. “Maddox. Come to finish what we started on the ice?” Kyrian didn’t hesitate. He closed the distance in two strides and shoved Roderigo hard against the wall. “I said stay the fuck away from her.” Roderigo shoved back, laughing.

It was Ryder Blackwood, the enigmatic alpha werewolf of Ravenwood, his expression unreadable as he studied her with intense scrutiny. Ryder Blackwood exuded an aura of raw power and controlled intensity. Standing tall at 6'4", his broad shoulders and muscular build hinted at the formidable strength that lay beneath his calm exterior. His chiseled features were framed by short, dark hair, often tousled as if he had just returned from a midnight run through the woods. Ryder's piercing blue eyes, reminiscent of a clear, icy winter sky, held a depth of emotion and secrets that few could fathom, making his expression perpetually unreadable.

Theodore and Dolores together with the elders set up an alarm spell for Lycan intruders. Deadrei and Rio were left inside the main tent. … Rio has a lot of questions in his mind that he wanted to ask Deadrei. He went near her but Deadrei blushed when they bumped into each other. “I am sorry…” Rio stopped as Deadrei touched his lips with her finger. He then held her hand and kissed it while they are both looking at each other. Their heartbeats faster now as Rio made the first move and kissed her on the lips. Deadrei stepped backward because of the sudden kiss but Rio followed her, moving forward, and kissed her again as he wraps his arms around her. She cannot resist him anymore, and so she k

When I finally pulled the boat to shore, an old friend was there to greet me. I pulled Deacon into a manly embrace, noticing how much muscle he'd bulked on, when arms as strong as steel hugged me back, "You have no idea how good it is to see your ugly mug." Eve cleared her throat as I pulled away, and in typical human fashion, extended her hand, surprising Deacon, "Hi. Im Eve, Axle's partner, nice to meet you." He took her hand, bowing slightly out of respect, "I'm Deacon Decker, Alpha of the White Haven pack, pleased to meet you Eve."

Rachel stood outside the boy’s dormitory, and she knew the boy’s advisor’s name was Rodrick, or as most refer to him, Rod. Rod was the only hybrid at this school who was both a vampire and a werewolf. His mother was a werewolf, and his father was a vampire, hence forming a hybrid son. Rod mainly followed the vampire schedule and became one of the youngest dorm advisors and professors. He was only 18 when he first became the dorm advisor, which was odd because he was the age of most of the students. Though students were able to attend this school as early as 17, Rod was always gifted growing up and attended this school at the age of 15.

“I heard she is an expert in Dark Arts, like seriously deadly.” My eyes snapped straight to the muscular, taut figure of Alpha Dex as he emerged to greet the arrivals. He stood tall and proud with an older dark-haired man. Built like a silverback gorilla but with the same dark, piercing eyes, Alpha Fyrestone himself. Emerging behind the men, shuffling into position was a stern-faced Rose.

They deploy to a hostile sector in Eastern Dragon Territory, accompanied by seven elite syndicate soldiers. The relationship back at Kent Manor has evolved into a sterile arrangement; Clark no longer performs standard intercourse, using only his mouth to service Rodolpho's massive frame. While Rodolpho values the submission, he desperately misses the heavy, crushing weight of a dominant body pinning him to the mattress. He misses Lana's cruel tenderness, her scent, and her total control over his pleasure.