Garou Body Novels & Stories

Loup garous were meant to have gone into extinction. They are a special breed of werewolves with very special abilities. They move faster, have advanced ability to mask their scent , and their eyes….their eyes were red instead of the normal human eyes that werewolves had. Most people always make the mistake of confusing a loup garous for a rogue, which is why they were difficult to identify.

she gasped, her face screwed up in disgust. He grinned down at her, his crooked teeth gleaming in the dim streetlights. He was wearing baggy ripped blue jeans and a grey T-shirt that moulded to his hard, lean muscles. His head was shaved and tattoos showed on every visible part of his body, including a grinning skull plastered across his face. Most of his tats were emblazoned with gang images. He reached out to grab her again and she threw up a hand to push him away.

As the front rig comes to a full stop, the man driving hops out, slamming his door as he does. He's every bit of the average warrior. Tall, muscular, with dark hair and eyes—nothing stand-out. Nothing that would make you look twice at him, at least if you're a werewolf, but his aura is imposing enough that it's obvious this is the gamma, and you can tell he's proud of that. He stands stark straight, perfect posture, head held high.

She sometimes curses and so on. When they were both nearing drunk, Alexis leaned closer to Akira. “Hey… I heard on my way here that you'll have a bodyguard?” Akira hiccuped, “Yeah, grandfather insisted.” Alexis chuckled, “Ugh! I envy you! For sure, it will be a very hoooot bodyguard~.” Akira cringed and yelled, “Are you out of your mind?” “What?~ bodyguards have great bodies. They're hot!” Alexis protested and held Akira's shoulder. She began to pull her.

It was her highness kneeling over his body, covering her limitations with such overwhelming pleasure, her tongue so slow, coating every inch in silent worship, all she could hear was the sound of her lips and it drove Lauren crazy, making her so exciting and hard, trying to contain the moans the back of the right hand that took the mouth, to break its tension. Karila slid her thumbs over Lauren's member, caressing and appreciating her body so beautiful, she couldn't imagine how she could have hated herself for so long when she was young, she had such a beautiful body and attractive enough, the entrance to her intimacy was beautiful, the porcelain skin contrasted with her stormy vigor, there

The following night. At a safe house prepared by Black Garuda on the outskirts of Mahatara City. Arka and Black Garuda waited calmly. A few moments later... Thud! Thud! Thud! Heavy footsteps came from outside. The door opened. A huge figure stood in the doorway. The man's body almost filled the entire entrance. A simple camouflage shirt, bronze skin, muscles like steel, and a crew cut. His face looked honest, yet tough. Steel Fang.

he shyly looks down. "He asked them to get him to his wife," another junior says, "It was all so quick. We could tell they trained better. Everything was smooth," Grayson crosses his arms and sighs, "Was there anything particular about them? An outfit? Any symbol?" "They were wearing casual outfits," they reply, "If you see them, you can't even tell they're bodyguards," "They had the same tattoo," the youngest of them informs, catching everyone's attention. "A tattoo?" Grayson leans closer to the table and joins his hands, "Where?"

Burned beyond recognition, the report said. Identification had been made through personal effects. Cassian’s wallet. Cassian’s watch. Cassian’s car. Everything neat and convenient. Everything wrong. The light turned green, but Rowan didn’t move immediately. His gaze remained fixed on the photograph. The shoulders in the image looked broader than Cassian’s. The torso heavier. Cassian had always been lean, built like someone who moved constantly. Even standing still he carried that restless energy, like he might bolt toward the next reckless decision at any moment.

The man obviously showed no emotion. He was incredibly attractive too. She thought. It was such a shame he was so grumpy all the time. He had dark wavy hair she wanted to run her fingers through...And strong arms. A Class-A hunk. She thought. Tall, dark and handsome with a body brimful of strong masculinity. Dark and intense....Like his eyes...which seemed to bore holes in her everytime he looked at her. Kimberly sucked in a quick breath as her heartskipped into a wild canter. She shouldn't be thinking about him like that.

Sex with your soul mate, a lupus garou, was nothing short of magical. Once more, Lucian's hot gaze raced over her. His body yearned for her with a desperation she could identify with, and she longed to heighten the sensation by shouting for another climax. But he restrained her, claiming and controlling her in order to make her his for as long as they both lived. She adored what it meant to be a lupus garou: the intensity of their passion, their unbreakable link that was greater than their family one, and their insatiable need.