Desharow Merman Novel Novels & Stories

The sun didn’t affect us much since our fur provided cover. We arrived at the desert very late at night. We were communicating through the mindlink. “I couldn’t find them!” I cried out, moving around desperately. “You should calm down,” Orion said. “I found a shelter!” Beta Shane yelled, and we all ran toward him. It was a small wooden shelter with dried palm leaves as its roof. We entered, but no one was inside. “I need to shift back,” I said. Beta Shane walked outside while Orion handed me my clothes. I shifted back and dressed properly.

HIS DARKEST SHADE BOOK-THREE ~Prologue~ “Even if you end up hating me for it.” His tone was vicious. “I might scare you,” he continued, his gaze roaming over her trembling form, “but they are far worse—formidable, vicious… and willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want.” He gestured toward her. “Including you.” “Never.” She shook her head, her voice trembling but firm. “I’m not scared of your words. You’re just trying to scare me so I’ll listen to you!”

"Eli! I curse you to die a wretched death, with no body left to bury!" So his curse really did come true. I shut my eyes, too drained to feel anything but a hollow calm. And then, something wrenched me upward. The world blurred past, wind screaming in my ears. When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the place I both knew and dreaded: home. It was December 29th. The manor was strung with gold tinsel and paper snowflakes—every corner bright with seasonal cheer. But I felt no warmth. The festive colors only burned my eyes, sharp and unsettling.

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The man even wore stud a earring on his left ear and that somehow made him look cuter. Being werewolves, they all had a fondness for meat, so they all dug in as soon as Calvin placed it on the table. While everyone else slowly chewed their first pieces of meat, Phiri fought with Rufus over a piece that they had both touched at the same time. "I touched it first" Phiri whined. "Paws off, girly" Rufus tried to sound intimidating, but Phiri knew him to well to be scared. "Let her have it, you big baby!" Lucille tried to intervene.

I follow, cumming deep, her moans echoing as we slump against the wall, breathless. “You’re mine,” she whispers, kissing me fiercely. Princess, you’re killing me, in the best way. We rejoin the others, Elyria’s glow obvious, my harem smirking. Ardyn strategizes over wine, rebuilding defenses, while Kaelen vows to hunt Guild remnants, Zane scouting for news. I’m content, heart full. I rewrote the novel, saved Cillian, claimed a harem, added a princess. The story’s pull feels gone, our choices ours.

“There is a time and a place for everything, dear woman. Lunch first, if you please.” I yanked my hand away from his bulging crotch as if I’d touched a hot iron and stood upright. I was certain that my cheeks were so flushed that they matched my red hair as I pulled it away from my face while doing my best to regain my balance and composure with as much dignity as I could muster. “I’m so sorry… I…” “Esmerelda. Is it not?” he said with a slight smirk on his face and a glint of amusement in his eyes as he stood and straightened his clothing. I didn’t miss the fact that he was eyeing my torso with great interest.

Yes, that was also Nadir's job - collecting male sperm for incubus. Now, filled with life-giving energy, she walked down the street, invisible to people. Nadir was able to dissolve into thin air when she didn't want all the men's eyes on her. Suddenly, a car flashed past Nadir, which was full of suffering, sadness and complete despair. It worked on her as a bait. No demon could resist the feeling of such misfortune. Nadir ran in a demonic speed, thanks to which she quickly caught up with the car. It stopped in front of a small tenement house, the owner of the car got out and slowly "crawled" to the front door. He was a tall, broad-shouldered man with a little bit of facial hair, black hair,

As kids growing up in poverty, we used what we have. My mind drifts to the evening ahead of me. Without thinking about it, I start digging through my purse. I pull out a shooter of vodka and slam it all at once. I keeping my eyes closed a few extra seconds just to fully experience the warmth of the liquid gliding down my throat and wait for it to calm me. I look over at my husband as he drives us through the city towards our destination. He isn’t a very handsome man. I met him when I was fifteen and homeless. He brought me in and gave me a place to live. Shortly after that. I was pregnant and he became my person. The only one who truly loved and cared about me. He was taller than me, but st

“How’s your girl date?” Minerva was a bit startled upon seeing Darwin on the dining table, drinking what smelts like coffee. He was wearing his ripped blue jean shorts, the first button was unbuttoned. Darwin was half naked, which made Minerva secretly bite her lip. “I saw that.” She hoisted her head to Darwin, who was now slowly walking towards her like how a predator approaches a prey. She forgot that she was actually wearing a dress, the sexy type. “Promise me that your lips will only belong to me,” he breathed. Minerva was oozing. If he was the ocean and she was a stone, she had long drowned into him, unto him—with him.