Eaglemoss Dc Graphic Novel Collection Novels & Stories

“If you remove the plug at any point, our arrangement ends. And you will regret it.” He opened the door for me like a perfect gentleman. I stepped into the hallway on trembling legs, the plug a constant, secret reminder of what I had unleashed. As I walked across campus, every step made me bite my lip to hold back moans. Students waved at me. The professors nodded politely. No one knew that the brilliant but bratty Eleanor Parker was now secretly owned by the dangerously attractive Professor Julian Hale.

I feel her grip on my arms tighten and she wails, her mouth wide, her eyes wide. and "Fuck Daddy I’m cuming underneath me, the most beautiful creature on the planet, cumin for me, her Daddy. And the sight of her cumming is so fucking beautiful that I can't hold it any longer. I growl, my chest rumbling as my cock explodes, my balls shooting everything I've got into her sweet amazing pussy.

“We can’t let them know our intentions, Lottie. But we both know our plan.” I knock and go into the office. We have a conversation. They will help us, but only after the eclipse. Maddox tries to tell them they need two elemental wolves. But they are having none of it. I nodded to Maddox. We are going to have to go with our Plan B. “Is there somewhere safe we can go for a run?” Ember is definitely going to have to get rid of her urges before we disappear. She would be all over Xavier as soon as they shift in the morning.

Little did I know, the spark was about to become a raging inferno, courtesy of something far beyond the mortal realm. It started on a rainy Friday night. I’d come home exhausted from a long week, my blouse clinging to my skin from the downpour outside. I kicked off my heels, letting them thud against the hardwood floor, and poured myself a glass of merlot. The apartment felt emptier than usual; my last girlfriend had left months ago, citing my “workaholic tendencies” as the reason. Truth be told, I missed the warmth of a body next to mine, the soft curves and whispered promises in the dark. To distract myself, I rummaged through the old box of junk in my closet— relics from my rebellious pha

Trayrock, Present Time Talen counted heads as they crossed to the next house, making sure all his mates were present, as well as Ember. The act amused him, despite the gravity of the night, as he felt like a mother duck keeping track of her ducklings. They were a somber group, and he ran an eye over Rhett and Cameron trying to determine what was bothering his mates. Aislen was distracted by Ember, who was trying to explain the powers that Morgana possessed as Emissary, and while that was of interest to Talen, the grim faces of his mates were more urgent, so he fell back in line with Heath.

No, Newhaven was a beast—hungry, oppressive, and impossible to escape. The graffiti etched into the walls added splashes of rebellion to the otherwise muted tones of the Human Quarters. Most of the symbols were crude: clenched fists, X’s slashed across drones, the occasional curse word scrawled with hurried defiance. But one design caught my eye. It was subtle yet intricate, a phoenix rising from a nest of gears, its wings half-erased by an Enforcer’s laziness or by someone bold enough to restore it after the purge. Its presence made my stomach twist, the sharp pang of something unspoken. I slowed my pace, my boots crunching against stray shards of broken glass and ash.

The air was thick with the smell of decay, and the silence was unsettling. “We’re not alone,” Ethan said quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. I followed his gaze and saw the movement in the shadows—infected, lurking just out of sight. There were more of them than I expected, their twisted, decayed forms blending into the wreckage around us. “Stay close,” Ethan said, his hand brushing against my arm as he moved forward. The first infected lunged at us with a guttural growl, and Ethan reacted instantly. His powers flared, a burst of energy knocking the creature back before it could get too close. The rest of the team sprang into action, weapons firing as the infected swarmed toward us.