Harem In The Labyrinth Of Another World Light Novelas e Histórias

The dark thing tried to sneak into the door to Quaker Hall basement, but I aimed my LED at the doorway, making it crawl back and up toward the ceiling. “Fuck you, bitch!” I followed it with the LED. As long as I kept touching Kujo, the bright glow didn’t hide the crawler’s outline. “Spoken like the filthy shit you are.” I hit it straight with the beam and heard it hiss again. “Gonna kill you!” “You can’t, roach. You’re fucking dead.” It kept retreating away from the light, so I kept walking down the tunnel, pushing him further away from the door to its cave.

We thought those danger beasts were true. “That’s Lotus for you, huh,” Nicanor commented. After that, we returned our focus on the monitors. The Green Charmers are advancing. Even the Unstoppable Horns. They defeated those danger beasts attacking them without any sweat. While the Black Thunders are stuck in the middle of the labyrinth. There are 8 passages and they were thinking which way goes to the southeast gate of the labyrinth.

Seeing Taken souls were Lillith’s thing. I sighed to myself, wishing there was some point to this place. I walked a mute world filled with reflections of the living and whole, a world that was as pretty as it was useless. Lills on the other hand... She saw the dead and the taken, and they weren't reflections of people like they were for me, they were real, solid, she could hear their every word and scream.

Theresa was old enough to have experience, but looked young enough to please Salem’s eyes—two key requirements for a housekeeper in his home. “Where is Salem now?” I asked. A good feeding would soothe my nerves. “He’s not at home, my lady. I couldn’t tell you.” Grumbling, I headed to Salem’s library. Perhaps he had a book I could entertain myself with. Once there, I found a book lying open on a desk. It was titled Mythic Bloodlines: Lost & Fabled Lilitu. Curious, I studied an illustration on the open page. It depicted a trio of strange-looking women, just like the ones Salem had been painting all this time. The accompanying text stated:

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Sable dropped to her knees in the pathway, licking eagerly at the joined cocks and Vespera’s swollen clit while fingering herself. The call to the Labyrinth echoed through all realities. We answered, stepping into the maze. Silas caught me in a wide chamber, bending me over a pulsing crystal altar and driving his massive cock into my dripping pussy. Rook emerged from shadow to claim my ass, stretching me wide around his enormous girth. Wren’s light wove through the space, his fingers and tongue teasing my clit and nipples as my mates fucked me deep. The Labyrinth came alive with lovers.

Over the next three days, I relied on the precise schedule provided by the scrolling comments and began my "poaching operation". On Tuesday afternoon, Stacy had arranged to meet her second target—the number one assassin in the entire server of "Galaxy Rim," whose in-game ID was "Shadowfang". I changed into a sleek black, form-fitting outfit and arrived at Velvet Club half an hour early. Shadowfang was a rebellious young man with silver hair, carrying a wild and untamed aura in real life. When he stepped up to the booth and saw my face, the admiration in his eyes gave him away completely, and his pace visibly faltered.

“But if you trip and break something, don’t blame me.” A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “Deal.” --- The labyrinth was a dense, twisting section of the forest, its narrow paths lined with brambles and uneven terrain. It was easy to get lost here, even with perfect vision. Karl stood still as Lucy tied the blindfold around his head, her fingers brushing against his skin. She couldn’t ignore the way her pulse quickened at the contact. “Can you see anything?” she asked, her voice more breathless than she intended.

I saw the reliquary of my visions and gasped. I had a sharp pain in my head and took the locket out of the jewelry box and opened it to see what pictures were in it. However, what was inside the reliquary was the mark of chaos and the marks of the gods. I squeezed the jewel, and then I felt my power bubble up like lava about to burst. Just then there was another tremor. “Let's get the hell out of here,” Connor said uneasily. Aris took the jewelry box and I put the locket in its place, however, as we were about to climb the stairs, the walls of the room fell away to the sides and a horde of sea monsters awaited us outside.

The stone building, with its arched domed roof and walls carved with the symbol of the Blood Moon, radiated a sense of ancient dignity and solemnity. Lyra walked slowly down the long stone-paved corridor, her gaze pausing at the bright red geraniums placed beside the windows. And then, a wave of dizziness suddenly struck her. She stumbled slightly, catching herself on the window frame, her breaths coming fast and shallow. In that moment, it was as if someone had torn away the veil that had cloaked her memories all these years. One by one, the images flooded back, sharp and piercing, like shards of glass.