Garou Body Novels & Stories

“Didn’t mean to scare you. I was just checking out the work that Cora did. She’s got a rough hand in stitching, but with your healing, it should be nothing but a mere mark by tomorrow. “He gave me a nervous smile as he rubbed the back of his neck. “I didn’t really get to introduce myself when I grabbed you in the forest. The names Garren.” He held out his hand, his knuckles covered in scars, and his nail beds filled with some kind of soot. His skin was lightly tanned, showing how long he spent out in the burning sun. He gave me a crooked half-smile. His grey eyes were soft as he stared at me. He had a scar that ran across his cheek, narrowly missing his eye. His shoulders bulged out, and his

He turned, and Lila's breath caught. Goran was not merely large; he was monumental. He stood a head and shoulders taller than her, his body a testament to raw, primal power. His chest was a wall of muscle, dusted with dark hair that trailed down a ridged abdomen to where it disappeared into the waistband of his simple work trousers. His biceps were thicker than her thighs, veins standing out like ropes. His face was brutishly handsome, a strong jaw shadowed with stubble, a nose that had been broken and healed crookedly, and eyes the color of flint that fixed on her with immediate, unnerving intensity.

Sex with your soul mate, a lupus garou, was nothing short of magical. Once more, Darien’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. Yet he restrained her, claiming and possessing 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 familial one, and their insatiable desire.

“I want you nice and wet. Get yourself dirty so Daddy can lick you clean.” A shiver of excitement has goosebumps rising on my skin and I quickly do as he says. I lie on my back and lightly trail my fingers down my stomach to my pussy. Gage’s eyes are riveted as he undresses. I get more and more excited as his body is revealed. He’s an Adonis. Tall and muscular, he’s built like a football player. Most of the men I’ve been around are built more like a swimmer or runner. Gage is all brawn and hard muscles.

"It resembles a lot like the Chaos Steeds of Willowdale. But that only takes into account its appearance. No Chaos Steed would match an immortal. Not even if you put a trillion legions of them together." A man whispered his observation. He was dressed unlike most with his robes appearing to be made out of the earth and nature. Leaves of green covered his body in a healthy vivid representation of the bountiful lands. "We can't pause to ask it first, can we? HAHAHA!" Garett with his usual dark humor showered the scene in levity. "NEIGGGHHHHH!!!!!" "Time to find out if I can make it then." he added and a fierce smile showed on his hard face.

* Clenching its 2 giant fists the red body of the Gigante suddenly went redder and steam can be seen going out from its red body *gulp* “We are doomed...”- Bobby. he looks at the Gigantes with hate and fear and chill made him numb

“Glad I could help.” A little silver bell attached to the frame jingled as I pulled the door open. Instantly, I was greeted by the pungent scent of gas station hot dogs and the body odor of who I could only assume was Garret. The mass of crimson I saw through the foggy window was the man himself—or his t-shirt, rather. The strength of the man’s body odor could easily alert every werewolf in the state that this man was one hundred percent a human. He looked up from his magazine, which had half-dressed women printed on both the cover and backside and flashed me a greasy grin.

The Bear Man rips open his bloody overalls and let out his beastly shouts, invoking his war call upon the Mercenary, as he locked into his second target, a mercenary right in front of him. “OH GOD!!!….NOOOOOO!!!….…AARRRGHHHH!!!!!…”. (Mercenary) The targeted Mercenary were send flying out of the Wet Market, by Bear Man ruthless shoulder slam. With the sheer sized of Bear Man who is 2.5 meter high and weight 500 Kilograms, as he ran full speed, that is faster than a car, even with his fluffy looking fur all over his body, but under that cute looking figure of a bear, his body were a pure raging muscle, that is born for fighting, One thing that many people outside of Aeternum

" Richie ordered. After saying that, Richie ended the call. He put his cell phone back on the table. Sultry with the weather and the activity in the backyard. The man tugged at the hem of his thin t-shirt. With a swift and sure movement, Richie removed his white press body t-shirt, showing off a broad chest filled with firm muscles. Every movement of his body signaled strength and confidence. Richie's chest shows off the fine hairs scattered around it, adding a sexy vibe to his appearance. A portion of his chest to his arms is covered in tattoos of a wolf preparing to attack prey. The complementary motifs follow the contours of his arm muscles, revealing a blend of artistry and physical stre