Hog Synonym Novels & Stories

Roman didn’t raise his voice, just stared at me with a calm that made me want to scream. Then he sat on the coffee table, studying my face. “You know,” he began, brows slightly furrowed, “I met someone who smelled exactly like you.” My body stiffened under the covers. Hermes. Had they met? How? The Bratva and Cosa Nostra didn’t cross paths, so… how? I kept my face blank. “My pheromones aren’t unique to me.” “Yeah, I thought so too.” He nodded. “But it was strange, given who it was.”

She stood and quickly came closer to the bars. "It doesn't!" His tone surprised her but he could smell fear seeping from her pores, smelling of burnt plastic. "Then why don't you kill me and get it over with! Hybrids are a species condemned to death anyway for being an abomination." She stared into his black eyes for a moment, they reminded her of an onyx.

I knew nothing about these creatures. I looked back down at my file. Names, creature types, hybrid classifications. I couldn't help but notice that even though every one of the recruits was a Dark Hounder, most of them were hybrids. A mix of pure wolves and other species—wolf-fae, lycan-wolf, sorcerer-wolf, vampire-wolf etc. The range of it surprised me. Dark Hound seemed far more open to interspecies relationships than Silver Moon, which obsessed over pure blood and treated outsiders, especially humans, like dirt. And yet Dark Hound, with all its brutality and reputation, was clearly more advanced and stronger.

Stepping closer, they move out of the shadows and that's when I see them clearly. 15 vicious rogues snarled at me, while taking small predator steps towards me. Surrounding me, they trapped me from all sides leaving no means of escape. My body shivered as I saw the colour of their eyes changing. From yellow the blood Red. Showing only one emotion that scared the shi* out of me and my weak wolf. Hunger And Fervour The archaic name of the word that blinds everyone's senses and makes all of us descendents of animals.

Scoffing Dagon smirked, "Well, I suppose that's the funny thing about hybrids, her wolf side might belong to you, but her vampire side is mine, fated by blood, our father's blood." And I could see the confusion in Groban's eyes as he slowly lowered his gaze to mine, he held his eyes on mine and mine were pleading with him, sympathetically longing for him to save me. Because even if it was true, I wanted nothing to do with Dagon. My mate was Groban, he's everything to me. In that very instance Demetrius finally spoke up from behind us, his voice laced with the distaste of the situation before him. "Dagon, this is not how things were meant to turn out. But if this little hybrid is your mate, t

My heart is pounding in my ears and I can't even hear my own thoughts clearly. This was a bad idea. A bad idea. "Hunt," I said softly, rubbing my thumb against his hand. "I don't know what to say," he said. "So now you're with the rogues and you believe everything they say." "Hunt, I think they can help me. I'm not saying I believe them. They said they aren't the only rogues in the area. They just stuck together because they are hybrid and they've been kicked out from their old packs."

Instead, he sauntered towards him and towered at the last rogue. “No! Please don’t kill me! I will never touch that woman! I will go as far as I can!” Hogan paid no attention to his pleas. He raised his paws and finished him by cutting his head with his sharp claws. Thud. Within a short period, the rogues were flat dead on the ground. Breathing heavily, I looked up at Hogan. He was standing in front of me with blood all over his face. My heart was frozen with fear, yet I was unable to run away with my paralyzed legs.

he asked " Do I have to tell you?? Not like you are human or something " She said and he chuckled " You must be hungry,," He asked " No am not,,what about you?" " My hunger is not of food,,," Luther said and her best skipped a beat " You are scared of becoming a witch?? If I mate with you?? " Luther asked " What's mate?? You mean make love with me??" " It's called mate,,,okay,,make love with you " Luther corrected himself and she nodded

But the strange thing was that the wound quickly returned to normal as if it had never happened. "Who are you?" Selina couldn't help but ask. Wolfgang did not answer Selina's question but asked in return. "So, who are you?" He wiped the blood on the knife and folded it neatly into his pocket. “When you tell me your identity, I will tell you who I am.” Selina knew that if she didn't answer Wolfgang's question today, he would not let her leave. “Yes, I am not human. I'm Wolf." Wolfgang wasn't too surprised by Selina's answer. Because from the moment she saw him cut into the flesh, he knew his thoughts were not wrong. If it were an average human, the response would be to scream or run away, rat

lets go for a walk “he said to Hoor's relief. She quickly got up .He sighed seeing her lean figure .he wanted her a bit more filled , he loved her fluffy cheeks . He knew that the only problem was her not eating enough. Hoor was relieved that she didn't need to eat more. The portion she could eat was so deeply stuck in her mind that her body denied to follow her mind's instructions .Someone had more control on her body than her own self .She wanted to be free and there was no one caging her now , but she couldn’t do it, didn't matter how much she tried. The rules were stuck in her mind .