Leashed Novels & Stories

When his body finally fit through the gap, he bolted out, leaping down the steps that led to the gravel driveway, and pouncing on a stunning woman at the base of the stairs. She crouched, blonde hair catching and holding the moonlight, and cooed at Slash while carding her fingers through his glossy fur. Jericho was out the door first, Quinn and I following with Gunnar and Ace on our respective flanks. We walked as a unit, as a family. The woman noticed Jericho and a beaming, almost blinding smile split her lips in two. She stood once more and ran the distance between them, leaping onto him until her arms were coiled around his neck and her legs around his torso.

Stopping dead in her tracks, Miriam’s face beamed with anxiety and expectation as she discovered it was Doctor Leah who had beckoned. ‘’Glad to have you around, inspector,’’ Leah remarked, drawing a tight-lipped smile while scurrying towards Miriam to catch up. She waved the two nurses out of sight to continue in their tracks. ‘’I’ve got some news, ma’am,’’ Leah continued, this time, making a straight face, thereby raising the duo’s curiosity more. ‘’The victim in question suffered a great deal of compression to her larynx down to the trachea. The compression impeded her speech and drained her energy.’’

It was so intense, like they were telling me something, they held a promise. But promise of what? Destruction. A small voice in the back of my mind hummed. Fresh tears escaped me as I started crying. Vengeance. That's what his looks held. Hunger for revenge. I gulped as the severity of the situation dawned on me. The man seemed insane and I had to stay away from him. Or else he might destroy me. And this time, I will be shattered completely.

he releases me and lays on his back. I have virtually no experience, but I have a good idea of what this entails. I'm still throbbing as I pull off his pants, then his boxers. His hard erection springs up, being released from containment. Woah... So my bde prediction turns out to be correct... I take a deep breath. I'm ready. I can do this. I go slowly at first, up and down, speeding up with time, and he's clearly affected by it. Gripping the black sheets, he throws his head back and sucks in his breath. I guess I'm doing a good job?

Axle stepped back to look at the final product and busted up laughing at me “I’m sorry Alpha… but … but you look like a friggin Saint Bernard with that thing around your neck” My temper flared, I lunged at him, knocking him to the ground. My growling and snapping at his neck silenced his laughter instantly. I do not care how ridiculous I look; he needs to remember just who his alpha is. This was all done to help me find my mate, his Luna, and I needed him to take this seriously. Axle rolled his head to the side, showing me his neck in submission. “Apologies Alpha.” Axle said in his usual formal tone, no hint of laughter remaining. I moved away from him and waited patiently while he linked up

His roars echoed through the night, a symphony of wrath that struck fear into the hearts of Malta's minions. Seth moved with unparalleled speed, his Lycan form a blur as he darted between adversaries, delivering swift and lethal strikes that left a trail of fallen foes in his wake. His eyes glinted with a predatory focus, his movements a dance of death that left no room for mercy.

I tried my hardest to wiggle out of his grasp but the hold he had on me was to tight to escape. "FUCK! STOP!" I screamed in between my cries. "Here you go again with your fucking cursing." He said as he lifted the metal off of my left ass cheek and moved it to my lower back. "JUSTIN! Please stop!" I yelled desperately as tears freely left my eyes. He lifted the metal off my skin and I turned my body around, wincing in pain while doing so. Justin whispered something in Dylan ear causing him to burst out laughing before he dug into a drawer and pulled out a whip.

Leak exclaimed. The four cursed beasts are perishing his army. Aranis pulverizes them with its fire spit. Daubentonis attacks them with a scratch that its fingertips are equipped with a whirlpool. Felix attacks them by shaking their footing. And Strigiformes sends them flying by a gale that comes from his flapping wings. “Some army you have there,” Alfi said sarcastically. “Don’t get too cocky. Do you think I perished that widow with such a way?” Leak is floating to the sky and raising his right arm to the sky.

Lena felt her wolf surge forward, every instinct heightened, ready to leap, bite, strike. The ambush was brutal and immediate. Hidden marksmen fired from the cliffs, arrows streaking past, embedding in stone and wood. Kade shifted mid-leap, body blurring between human and wolf, claws raking, fangs snapping. Lena followed, her wolf leaping with feral precision, taking out an enemy before he could reload.

Cries of pain and the tangy scent of fresh blood drift to my position, and a sinking feeling enters my gut. [Lease, how many enemies are there?] I link the she-wolf. Lease is the best when it comes to scouting, being able to quickly sum up any number of enemies when it comes to a battle. I listen as she ticks off the numbers in her head, her link open to the pack as I continue to kill Soulless, then help an injured Forest Paw wolf inside to be treated.