Garou Novels & Stories

GUNNAR I rose to my feet, thin black dart pressed between my thumb and index finger. A card spade symbol had been stamped along the length of the dart in white ink. It didn't take a genius to figure out who these darts belonged to. I looked down at the guard's body at my feet, releasing a growl of frustration. Fucking morons. Each one of them that was hit tonight was a bunch of morons that I apparently paid to wear a suit, stand around, and look pretty.

Clothing consists of several layers of fabric with ties in addition to the waist. Aranjo gasped because her breasts were clearly displayed in front of the General. Aranjo releases the man's manhood and tries to cover her breasts using both hands. The General stopped Aranjo's hand before he had time to touch his own breast. The general, who was almost mad with passion, went crazy as he stared at the two breasts. Full round breasts with reddish nipples. Greedily the General sucks one of the nipples with one hand roughly squeezing the other breast.

Carefully casual, but presentable. “Can I help you with anything, Alpha?” I ask softly. He whirls around from where he was unbuttoning the top of his shirt. Sun kissed skin upon his chest shows more and more before he pauses his movements. I know he’s from the Passion Pack, which lies right on the coast. I can imagine him lounging upon perfect golden beaches framing foaming aqua water. “Oh, you’re the girl who greeted us, right?” he questions, that quirk of a smile making me uneasy. “And the one who spilt Noah’s drink on his lap.”

With a shrug I placed the empty box back on the shelf and went back to my bed. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ The breath behind my ear was very warm, almost hot .. and I was panting as I felt a strong arm circle my waist from behind... pushing me back till my back met a chest . What..... "Hello dear mate....I've waited a lifetime for your return" The Man behind me whispered in my ears and licked my ear lobe.... That voice....so deep and did things to my insides that I'm embarrassed to admit.

Scar is seated on the bed operating a laptop,she looked up to the man beside her tall and well built,his eyes deep like eyes that held many secrets and knows maybe too much. “Marcus,that works well in our favor, you'll upload the video,my health report,the scan results and everything related to my failing health on my official page when I step out,let's use their delusion against them” She scoffed reading comments under a post bashing her. “Karma,they say karma caught me,that bitch karma is scared of me” He slowly unbottoned his shirt revealing a tattoo covering his chest and stomach,an eagle holding a snake with it's claws,he got into the bathtub slowly.

she retorted, sticking out her tongue. "What- I am not gay, you-" he paused as though he just realized she was teasing him. From his position, he neared Maria, pushing himself toward her till he was no farther than an inch from her. Maria was glued to the chair, scared to move or even breathe, anything she did ended with the inhalation of his entire scent, it filled her nose springing up unholy sensations from the right places, there was no pretending the tension wasn't there for them both.

Jayson demanded and I silently followed behind him, not even sparing a look at the two guards I had just murdered for no reason other than I was angry with a girl I know nothing about. Jayson had told me that finding my mate would be the best day of my life an I would finally realize what love really was, but that a whole load of shit. I had ended up with a nameless rogue who didn't have anything but a sassy attitude which was going to get her killed and a determination to piss Jayson off.

The other grabs my hip and pulls me closer to him, and I can feel his hardness pressing up against my belly. He breaks off the kiss only to trail his tongue down the length of my neck, nipping at the skin behind my ear and I bite back a moan. He runs his tongue over the mark at the nape of my neck and I am no longer able to hold back my moan when his teeth grazes against it. “You see this? I have an identical one; same spot, same meaning,” he says in a husky tone, nipping against the mark. “You know what it means, Lupina? Do you know what this mark on me stands for?”

"You're not alone in this, Aqua. We're family, and we'll get through anything together." Aqua said goodbye to her grandmother and headed to school. As Aqua stepped outside the gate, she saw Damon standing beside his truck, the sunlight casting a golden glow over his dark skin, which gleamed with a healthy sheen. His tall, athletic frame was impossible to miss, exuding both strength and grace. Standing at 6'3", Damon was the epitome of physical perfection, his broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist, every muscle sculpted as if by an artist's hand.

I snap the book shut, looking up as a man walked in, dressed in a white robe, carrying a first aid box in one hand, and a suitcase in the other. I search his eyes for a golden glow, any sign that he was being controlled. "I'm Doctor Karl." He drops his bags and pats a spot on the bed. "I suggest you come over so I can give you a check-up and rule out any chances of an infected wound."