Romans & histoires Futa Pyra

This seems to be the priestess, I nodded and smiled to show courtesy, said thank you ma'am The Chiqta nodded and sat on the edge of my bed, and said with a grave face "Tacy, you have survived these three days, you should have saved your own life, the one who haunted you should have agreed to my proposal, in the future you should respect the breed that worships him, do not annoy him, we do not violate each other, in order to save your life I have made a lot of effort. I realized that after being rescued I was in a coma for three full days, and a lot happened in those three days

Saelari surged forward, seizing control, her voice laced with fury. “You will not take my family from me,” she said, the words more a vow than a threat. “Not again.” She stepped forward and unleashed fire like they had never seen. It erupted in a cyclone around her—pure gold edged with red, forming wings of flame behind her back. The force knocked everyone off their feet, even Umbraeth stumbling as the heat twisted the air and carved new lines into the floor. His shriek echoed off the walls, unearthly and hateful.

The half-breed agreed, knowing that she could do what her mother asked with ease, Tuviel’s eyes thick with the shade of amber. “Let’s begin with the Fera.” Her mother nodded, knowing that her daughter knew the history by heart; but needing proof of this regardless. Astria shifted in her seat, clearing her throat as she began to inspect all that she knew. “The Fera are a half human, half animal race that are mostly peaceful, they live within the nine swamps of Lacus, far from the realm of men that wishes to force them all into slavery.” “Correct.” Tuviel gushed proudly, “What race is next?”

one breathed, voice reverent. “Good,” another replied. “That saves us the trouble.” Nyxara lunged. She fought not as a woman, not as anything resembling a human, but as a creature of legacy: all bone and claw and fury honed by generations of survival and loss. She snapped one collector’s neck and felt the resistance, saw the bones twist and knit themselves back together, wrong and unnatural. She shattered another’s arm, watched the flesh reform, as if time itself bent to their will.

I couldn't do shit, and it was driving me fucking insane. “The story of the True Luna is really a legend among the witches.” I heard the fucker’s voice. “I wasn’t even aware of it until a witch told me about it. The most fascinating thing about her is that she is stronger than any other wolf. She can’t be hurt or killed using wolfsbane or silver. She is indestructible and very valuable. She is the only creation on this earth that can share her abilities with others.” I heard gasps all around us. Our pack members didn’t know how special she was. We didn’t even know how special she was. We knew bits and pieces, but not this. If what this fucker was saying was true, then she was really extraord

First it was the sound of chaos. Noise. A chaos which Lyra was able to make out to be dancing, singing and sounds of drums from a distance. “What's going on?” Lyra asked with worry filled eyes. “Miss Lyra,” her chauffeur, the man driving her said. “The pack members are in high spirit because of your return” She looked out the window. She was seated in a white Lamborghini while her chauffeur drove. The scenery of the pack looked the same even though lots of things had changed. It was still a dense subtropical region. Bushes, trees and plants surrounding them with an open path filled with dried leaves where Lyra and the chauffeur drove on.

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After dealing with Clara, then Dana and her husband would be the next victims. *************** Tara Cruz, the largest share owner in Cruz company and one of the most influential decision-makers in many companies sat down on her seat in front of all the board members and bowed her head in greeting before the meeting proceeded. Maria and her two sons were also present at the meeting and as Philip suggested, Tara was the best person to come to for advice regarding companies. Looking at the document presented to her by her colleagues, Tara flipped over the documents carefully, reading the amount she could absorb into her brain then she closed the file and sighed, "So you want to take over the Sa

I said " fine, that's cool but I hope you don't mind me telling her everything" he threatened "fuck you john" I cursed " I will take that as a deal" he said "48 hours from now, I will be expecting your call, 48 hours to decide Angelina, just 48 hours girl. I hope you make good use of your time", he said before leaving the restaurant.

No wonder the woman serving their foods was scared, she doesn't wish to lose her job here. "The one with shot purple hair, her name is Summer while the brunette is Samantha. Their parents are super rich but not compared to Sage. Whatever you do, do not cross your line when it comes to them." She enunciates with a serious look. "Well ok." I shrugged. "So do you like it here?." Suzy queries. "Yeah, I guess...." I got Interrupted by a very loud scream, I faced the direction of where the scream is coming from and realize it's from a short fat girl who suddenly rushed into the cafe.