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One Viper rider jerked sideways, clutching his shoulder. Jax moved like death on two wheels. He returned fire while shouting orders into his comms. “Dagger, we’ve got company at the old quarry! Four, maybe five!” Hazel spotted movement on the ridge — a Viper trying to flank them. She adjusted her aim the way Jax had taught her, breathed out, and squeezed. The man dropped.

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Jackie is standing but the other man is lying facing him and his legs are wide open. i almost choked myself when i saw that jokes manhood is trusting inside the other man's hole W-what… Author's Note: Hello! This is your author xxJabami! I would like to extend my regards with those who stayed until now. I want you to know that I am happy that there's someone reading my story, even though there are many loopholes and such… This is the first story that I've created and I'm h I'm happy that I got this far!

She screamed into her pillow as images and sounds began to flash before her eyes in a very fast and scary way. She remembered the cold water of the cliff and the angry face of Alpha Nathan screaming at her. She remembered her real name was Giselle Piper, and she remembered the dark life she had lived before the accident. She was not a princess or a lady, she was a breeder who was sold to different men for their pleasure.

Maybe it's just her eyes playing games with her. He bowed his head slightly, "I am Hermes, the third son of king Median, the king of the werewolves." he introduced. Rielle opened her eyes and looked at him. She stared at him for a while with a blank look before she bursted out, laughing hard. "Are you kidding me? That is exactly the name of my book character and what do you mean by werewolves? Stop joking with me." she laughed but he retained a serious face. "Werewolves my foot." she added.

“Lila, it’s time to choose. I can get you off this island right now. Or you can stay here and become their permanent breeding toy.” The men froze. Damien’s eyes narrowed dangerously. Elias looked at me, his hand steady on the gun. “Decide, Lila. Freedom… or this.” I lay there for a long moment, covered in the cum of over forty men, my body completely ruined, my mind hazy with pleasure. I looked at Damien. I looked at Elias. Then I smiled softly. “I choose… this.” I crawled toward Damien on my hands and knees, cum dripping from every hole, and kissed his feet.

They are so cunning and clever, with the use of their belladonna flowers, they tend to take humans astray, promising Utopia but then giving them endless pain and suffering from slavery. The human king after all this, decided to build a fence to keep his people safe from the dangers of the vipers. These vipers, held in human bodies, had green eyes and all had one motive; enslave humans. It was strictly prohibited to get close to one, because it would only bring demise to the human kingdom. He had to protect his people if the Viper king didn’t settle with negotiations. During this short period of time, war ceased since the Viper King found no way on how to get close to the humans. Nearby the f

FIND OUT IN THE BOOK 2" THE END?... TO BE CONTINUED! ___&&____ Insights from Book 2 Title: Tinted to the Sniper's Dons Daisy Vipers, the offspring of Lilith and Thierry Vipers, is a 22-year-old businesswoman in the city and a secret assassin known and feared in mob society. She has everything a good life could offer, but she lacks true love.

Amusement lifts the corner of my lips when I notice heat flush up her neck, coloring her cheeks red. “I’ve never…” Jamari shifts from foot to foot as she looks at me and then down to the blanket, unable to finish her sentence. “Been with a woman?” I ask her. She nods her head, her cheeks heating up more. “Do not fret little Wolf Queen, I will take control of everything.” My voice purrs in her ear, sending shivers to move through her body. With a shy nod, Jamari lays down, an array of pillows appearing behind her for comfort.