Female Cthulhu Novels & Stories

My eyes met hers and her scent, the delicious scent that had me going crazy hit me harder than ever, my eyes widened, I couldn't believe this, my nostrils flared and my wolf jumped. "Mate, mate, mate, mate." My wolf danced happily. "Mate." I said and my beta left her hands and stepped back immediately, my warriors turned to me in surprise, I stared at her as her eyes widened, I'm sure she also felt what I felt. I took in her appearance, her strawberry blonde hair that was very long, she had it braided into pigtails, her freckles, her lips, her curvy body, which showed very well, due to her coming out from the water, her nipples were visible and I growled because the others saw that, she was

Jace, Emily, Mark, Alice. As we walked in, all eyes turned towards us. "She's the Alpha." James said as I walked towards him. "Alpha, Katherine the hunter." James said, looking at me. The woman eyed me, from top to bottom, she looked unsatisfied, like she wanted to see someone else. "She's the Alpha?" She questioned James. "Any doubt?" I asked her, my eyes glowing red. "Uh- I was just, it's just from what I have heard Alpha's aren't that young, and specially not female, so-" she started but I cut her off.

He wouldn’t hurt me when they are around. The thing is, My sweet-sister Hanna, never told me that she will keep moaning and groaning so hard like some kind of filthy animal in their mating ritual. Desperately, Howling out for God. "Oh. My. God." She cried out from something that I guessed to be extreme pain, or pleasure, or maybe both. I don't know. And I would never know. What I do know is, there was something about her moaning that makes me feel weird under my lower abdomen, within my tights, working its way up, tingling my chest. Something unholy took over my mind. Those curves, those plum lips, those soft skin, sweet scent of her body, and her face drown me into ecstasy.

He smiled up at me and I smiled as well, while raking his hair. The fact that he liked me. That sounded good. I didn't know someone like me. "Why is it that, there are more females in your pack than males? I mean..." I looked around as we continued to walk ahead. "I have only seen more females than Males and why did Amora proclaim herself as Alpha?" Proclaiming herself as Alpha, was okay because there were females who ruled as Alpha but the fact that she was ruling and males were not in the pack, makes it quite off to me.

Liam ordered the group. We all parted from Veronica, leaving her and two other girls that she was going to share this kill with. I licked my lips in anticipation. My beast wanted to laugh. How could we be intimidated by a female who couldn't even take down her own bear? It was funny. She wasn't worthy for our male. As much as she wanted to think she was good enough for him, my beast and I both knew she wasn't. Her mate would be at her level when she finally met him.

Now, I can really confirm that something’s fishy about this teo but i can’t also deny the fact that he kinda look familiar to me, I mean, maybe we bump into each other before or maybe I just saw him somewhere. With that thought, the image of the strange guy that I saw in the mall came back to me. I secretly scan this guy’s body structure. Now that I think about it, they have the same built but that’s impossible. Well, now that I am the “Campus Beauty” he might have known me, maybe one of my fans? or something? Forget about it. I rather think about vampires, werewolves, mermaids, priestess— Priestess It’s the second time that i heard this word today. What’s the meaning of this? Is this some k

The engagement party was just about to begin. My elbow was hooked around my fiancé's as we walked toward the banquet hall. All of a sudden, he turned to me. "Yvie, what do you think of women who become mistresses?" "Why are you asking this out of the blue?" Yale Linton didn't answer my question. Instead, he gritted his teeth and said, "I think the woman who becomes a mistress and then tricks an honest man into marrying her is filthy and despicable. I think she deserves to be ruined and condemned!"

At the centre of the room was a huge table partially covered with a dusty piece of cloth and the open area having a detailed map of the Himalayas and its borders with the neighboring states. Though when I looked at Mink, my heart literally leapt out of my chest for she seemed to be engrossed in a conversation with those hairy legged bitches! I've heard that a lot of shifter around the world could communicate with other creatures but this had to be the first and the creepiest one I've ever experienced. Five tarantula's in total, each the size of my hand, two sat on each of her shoulders, two on her arms that she had folded in front of her and one seemed very comfortable lying on her chest. Al

I stole my childhood friend’s doll. Then, he called to complain. I listened to him wail as the doll sat in my hand, its texture somehow akin to that of human skin. Under its skirt was something remarkably female. This left me confused. ‘Is this doll female or male?’ Then, more importantly… ‘Did it come with both organs? Or is this modified?’ He sounded hysterical over the line. Surprised by this, I accidentally squished the doll’s limbs a little.

Her perfectly serene doll-like look was ruined however by the tired scowl which decorates her face. Rubisviel Fyaril, the Orchid Butterfly Witch of the Dark Forest wipes the sweat from her brow and huffed after completing a drawing of a Cthulhu symbol inside her circle. Thick black bags hang under her tired golden eyes and her face was paler than usual. Her head hurts like a battle-ax was splitting it open and her shoulders and legs are aching after prolonged hours of sitting on the ground and focusing on drawing the symbols.