Isekai Quartet Ao3 Novels & Stories

I averted my gaze and looked anyway but at them. Reika went into the woods with Fitcher to look for mushrooms to make mushroom soup since it was the most likely thing that would be abundant here. I sat on a rock near the fallen tree and looked at her as she cooked. The gown she was wearing when we kidnapped now look old and its ends had been torn making the dress somewhat short. She bent to pick a stick from the ground and the tattered dress rose to expose her thighs. My body suddenly came to life as something stirred within me. I’d been with many women before that I had never felt what I was currently feeling.

The girl had range just like her mother. Jade and Alexei sat beside them, each with sketchbooks on their laps and a battlefield of crayons scattered in the grass like art was a full-contact sport. Jade was hunched over, eyebrows pinched together in peak concentration, tongue poking out like a tiny lizard—his usual drawing face. And Alexei? Same intense focus, but none of the adorable squinting. Kid looked like he was filing a tax report. Serious. Cold. A little too still for someone his age. Turning my head, I caught sight of Aurelio. He was sitting alone on a bench near the garden wall, his posture rigid but not closed-off. He looked like someone trying to be invisible and failing miserably

Ena began clasping her hands to her front," try to listen will you?” “Kaya and Ally have been caught up in the midst of a supernatural war. Kaya Aka Gabrielle’s daughter is mated to two powerful beings, by mated I simply mean, destined. The most powerful being of the two is Azian, the boy you know as Abigail’s nephew and who is indeed in fact, a dragon taking up human form, and is considered the most powerful being in the twin realms. Notice I said realms, not realm, the supernatural and neutral realm as well as possibly that of Vigra.

Gael, Hakeem, and I had passed out after four hours of non-stop mating. I was sandwiched between my two men, my head resting on Hakeem’s chest and Gael’s leg and arm thrown over both of us as he snuggled into my back. I felt as if I had just fallen asleep when flashes and fragments of dreams began to play through my mind. They were disjointed, speeding through my mind almost too fast to catch. There is Charlie holding two pups in her arms, the pack being attacked on the western front, Arya fallen to her knees sobbing in the middle of a battlefield, funeral pyres, me looking down at my pregnant stomach with Gael and Hakeem smiling down at me, whoops of victory and wails of defeat. As the

This is Quillon's story and the third book in the Rare Wolf series. As always, please read at your own risk. This story contains explicit scenes, 18+ (which we all love), and an abundance of love and butterflies that may crawl in your stomach to create havoc in your system. Okay, I'm babbling. Anyway, keep calm and wait for Quillon. I'm excited about this, and I hope you'll like it the same way you liked the other books of the Rare Wolf series!

“Why do there appear to be four of him?” “Father,” I began carefully, trying to steady my breath. “These are Kavian’s brothers. They’re… quadruplets.” Gasps rippled among the growing crowd. More pack members had gathered, whispering and pointing, unable to look away. Aunt Vivian appeared next, her sharp eyes widening in astonishment as she took in the sight of the brothers—each a mirror image of the other, yet somehow distinct in aura and presence. My throat tightened. The words I needed to say—they’re my mates—hovered at the edge of my tongue but refused to leave. My palms were slick with sweat, and I could feel my heart pounding hard enough to echo in my ears.

What an incredible lady! Elise gave them a look, forcing the three to snap out of their stupor and they shook their heads immediately. Daniel cleared his throat while Derek coughed twice to hide their embarrassment. “We’ll return soon with the warrant, Mr. Azael, Mr. Reuel,” Daniel said. “Sure. You’re welcome anytime.” Reuel replied as he stood up and Azael followed suit immediately. Elise’s eyes instantly went to Azael’s white shoe. She couldn’t brush off the strange feeling that kept popping in her heart. But she couldn’t grasp it accurately, making her frustrated. Something was wrong. She was overlooking something. But she couldn’t decipher what.

Knox growled as he buried his face on the other side of my neck, his body lunging forward until his cock too filled me as profoundly as his brother's was. "No one else!" I confirmed. "Just you two!" They held perfectly still again. I was now full, completely full, both of their thick cocks buried to the hilt inside of me. I sucked in a deep breath of air as my mates continued to kiss, lick and nibble at their marks and my shoulders. Four hands caressed and coaxed my body to life. "Keep going. I like it!" I admitted, and I wished I could see them. I knew this was taboo. But I didn't care, because it felt... right!

“I, Kael Veyrith, heir of the Silverclaw Pack, reject you, Ashina Kai, as my mate.” The words tore through me, sharper than claws and even more cruel than death ever could. A physical agony that sent me stumbling back as I felt our bond snap, leaving a gnawing hollow in its place. I clutched my chest squeezing as if I could together the bond that just been severed.