Leashed Novels & Stories

Leah's scream reverberated through the air as the truth of the situation hit her with an unexpected force. In an unprecedented turn of events, Leah's body began to undergo a profound transformation. Her human form twisted and contorted as fur sprouted from her skin. Clothes tore apart under the strain of her metamorphosis, revealing the emergence of a magnificent black wolf. Blake stood in disbelief, as everyone knew that Leah had never possessed the ability to shift into a wolf. Before anyone could react, fueled by her newfound power, Leah lunged at Blake with an overwhelming desire for vengeance. Yet, Blake, employing his strength, used his left hand to effortlessly push her away, propelli

Only now the roles were reversed. 'Fuck! Cheetah's curses are finally ready to bite me in the ass!'

The received knowledge is archived and reserved for use. Unleash: Activating Legion Unleash Feature allows the user to use the knowledge and abilities stolen by the Absorption feature. This can be used during a fight to bombard an opponent with a variety of novel skills, or during meditation to comprehend the new skills. NB: This technique can only be used against Spiritualists.

Liora POV The ambush hits us like an avalanche of teeth and shadow. ​Kai shifts mid-stride, his bones snapping seamlessly as Atlas roars to life. His silver-tipped black fur ripples as he launches himself like a missile, tackling the first rogue. Blood sprays across the mossy ground in a dark arc as Atlas’s jaws close, his thunderous growl vibrating through the pack link—an Alpha command that physically shakes the air.

Goat’s head snapped to the side and the roar of the men’s excitement reached new levels. Goat’s punch glanced off Weasel’s ear, and then it was game over. Weasel kept going, each punch hitting its mark. Red spots appeared on Goat’s body, but Weasel didn’t stop. He kept landing punches wherever he could, letting the rage take over as he beat Goat to death. He didn’t stop until his face was a bloody mess, and when he finally got to his feet, blood dripped from his taped hands.

His eyes were steel, “Remember that tonight. You will not ruin his night with your-” “I would never do anything to ruin Marcus’s day. You know that-” Triston slammed his fist onto the table. My plate shook, my hands moving away from my food. “I don’t know that!” His voice boomed, “This isn’t a fucking game. I need his time here to be perfect.” I felt my breath being held in my chest. “You won’t ruin another thing for me.” With that, Triston stood up and left me at the table. Triston and I were like fire and ice. He burned, and I melted with him near me. I gripped the edge of the table before I stood, my legs wobbled, nearly giving out from under me-

Luna and Ethan fought side by side, their movements fluid and coordinated as they unleashed their pent-up rage and desire for revenge. Luna's wolf was unleashed in all its glory, her fur standing on end as she lunged at her enemies with ferocity. Her senses were heightened, and she moved with speed and precision, taking down any opponent that crossed her path. Ethan fought with equal prowess, his muscles rippling with the strength of his wolf as he protected Luna's back.

Shivers down her spine and him verbally letting her know how good she felt wrapped around his mini. Every time they seen each other it was magic, they were drawn to each others scent. They could not help themselves. Leo knew every inch of her body and what made her tick. Her nipples were her weakness, the harder he bit and pulled them the better. He could get her wet just sitting there and her feeling the heat from his body. They would often have to cover each other’s mouths because Belle was in the other room, but that was even hotter. The secrecy and the spontaneity of finding a place where the sounds wouldn’t bounce from the walls and could conceal the groans and moans that would randomly

S H E S T O O D A few feet away from the tall mound of stone and marble that cast a shadow over her from the setting sun. For an unknown reason, Natasha found herself visiting that place more than once in a week, just to let out the day's weight and gaze upon the twenty-foot statue of the Blue Streak which captured him in a sprinting position and the large lightning bolt emblem plastered to his chest being the only thing that had color as a blue glowing lamp enclosed in a glass case was attached on top of it, highlighting the emblem.

Despite my having just distanced us. “Oh, that,” He shrugs, then takes a moment to crack his neck. The sound of grinding bones causes me to flinch, “All of my kind have a way with animals. It’s not really something I can explain, but it’s like I can understand the gist of what they want and they can do the same with me.” “But Ghost obeys you, when you want him to do something he does it.” My gaze flicks back to my steed, who appears rather uninterested in much anything; save for the patch of dirt he’s occupied himself digging at.