Novelas y relatos de Futa Mercy

“That’s not how the bond works. Fate chose you. And I don’t fight fate.” The SUV slowed as we approached the forest. Through the tinted window, the human world slipped away — the streets, the people, my mother’s face flashing in my mind one last time — replaced by towering black pines and endless shadows. I pressed my forehead to the glass, trying to breathe, trying not to cry again. “I don’t want this,” I whispered. “You will,” Brock said simply. --- The SUV finally pulled through massive iron gates etched with the crescent moon symbol. Guards bowed as the car entered. My stomach twisted. This wasn’t just a house. It was a fortress. A prison.

Everyone here is an adult, so how can they judge her without getting to know her first? "mercy was unhappy that Wayne was defending Anastacia, "Why are you helping Anastacia so much, is it that upon seeing that she's very pretty, you started to like her? I'm telling you to give up now, haven't you seen that she's aiming high? She has a liking for our manager, she won't fall for you." Wayne was annoyed by mercy’s words, he hit the table with a loud bang, "mercy, do you dare to repeat what you said in front of Mr. Felix?"

Ambrosia told her. Mercy looked at him for a while before getting up, she went to the bathroom and washed her face then looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were puffy and red. ‘Don’t worry, he will come around, Carl loves us and our pup. The Demon too, believe it or not.’ Mercy laughed at Mercia’s comment. ‘Then I will wait patiently for that day to come.’ She told her. ‘Do that but for now, let us go and take care of our devil incarnate.’ Mercy laughed at the comment. ‘Our mate is really heartless, isn’t he?’ Mercy stated. ‘that, he is’ Mercia agreed. She went out after the pep talk with her wolf and she was feeling better. Ambrosia was still standing by the door watching the baby, sh

I took a bigggg bite and chewed on it happily. ''''''''''''''''''''''' "Remember to behave Zara, be careful ok?." Mom tells as she hit the road. "Yeah mom." I replied. "One more thing, your name is Quinn Anderson and do not let anyone know about your powers, ok!?." "Yeah I know mom." I rolled my eyes. "Good." Minutes later, we arrived at a very magnificent building. Mom drove into the huge compound and alights the car. "We're here, i've met the school authority, take care of yourself ok?."

Well…I won’t tell you because that would violate his rules. What I can tell you is that the Mafia doesn’t go after little girls. Instead, the Mafia takes the son of their deceased clients, they turn him into like them, and his sister becomes the girl that no one wants to sit at the lunch table with because God forbid you cross paths with her brother. Needless to say, loneliness becomes your shadow. My name is Mercy—Mercy Carter. I went to college. Got myself a useless Bachelor of Science in Mathematics degree with only two classes short of a Master of Physics degree.

Chapter 67: Night Full of Grief Fera’s POV A hard slap planted on her left cheek, ‘Shameful! Haven’t I told you to take care of our name?’ That memory would never leave her alone. She would bow her head and say sorry. ‘Protect our name,’ ‘Make our family proud,’ ‘You are Fuentes, act as it.’ Words that she had been holding since then, she was tired of those rules and limitations. Deafening her in her dreams.

Hurai instantly asked, wondering how they could possibly do that when Fera bent down and picked up a small pouch from within their clothes, the ones that remained after Hurai had wrapped both of them up, with the torn clothes she could salvage. "Wolfsbane?" Hurai gasped shocked that Fera still had more. "I'll throw, you'll attack," But Fera had only just finished speaking when she transformed the next instant, with the pouch placed in between her teeth. Hurai might be unaware but Fera knew that she would soon be teetering on the edge of Consciousness. For her, before that happened, she needed to deal the best blow she possibly could on the king and especially Allen, whom all the hatred in he

“For both of you.” She then turned her attention to Lydia. “And the second…” She paused briefly. “These are my shares.” Lydia froze, her breath hitching. “What?” she whispered. “I am transferring them to you,” Mercy said. The silence that followed was absolute. “I built that company with effort,” Mercy continued firmly. “But now, I am giving it to you. It should be yours fully.” Lydia shook her head immediately. “No, I cannot—” “You can,” Mercy said, her voice calm but brook no argument. “And you will. I do not need it anymore. My life has already moved forward.”

Joshua Fury pov My dad is pissed at me again it seems as I stare at Claire my human mate. Yes a fucking human in my pack isn't exactly safe. Claire is tiny like Aunt May and my mom both look sad I'm doubting the mate bond. Why you ask? Simple she is human a weak , tiny but sweet human and I got enemies out the ass pissed because me Joshua Fury has a ultimate wolf like my dad does. Fury is his wolf's name and the pack is named after him.

“I don't need you to try your best. I need to know you can do it, or I would just assign someone else as her personal maid.” Panic flared hot in my chest, no, I couldn't lose this chance, not after everything. The proximity to the Luna, to power, to whatever twisted pleasures might come with it. “No, Alpha,” I said quickly, lifting my chin just enough to meet his gaze. “I can do it. I will find out who the person is.” A slow, approving rumble escaped his throat, like gravel underfoot. He nodded once, sharp and final. “Good. You may leave.”