Lesbian Horror Novels & Stories

It was an undeniable truth, a topic of whispers and gossips for every lycan in the entire continent—North, West, East or South. Sebastian of Helios is a freak of nature. He shouldn't exist. No werewolf like him should exist. He is sick, twisted, and disgusting. And he laid hands on an already corrupted Veronica. He indulged her madness and faults so she strayed far away towards a path I cannot save her from anymore. Hell, I don’t want to save her any longer. After the wrong she did to me and this entire attempt of crushing my pack. She can rot and die with that new demonic husband of hers. They belong together. Two atrocities intertwined with each other.

They knew that a werewolf can't have trouble shifting at this time of the day; it would only mean that she was a Lycan, and Lycan females are rarely hard to find, especially from Kate's pack. "We need to have her contained so Kora can scan her and know what is wrong with her. Who knows? She might be the monster!" the healer ordered, staring at the evil smirk on her face. He watched flashes of the Lycan that attacked the building the last time. He knew that she was the monster. Kate realized that, and in an odd fashion, Lucas took over her body and devoured everyone in the clinic. He let out a relieved sigh as he chuckled at the mess he made with the remains of three apprentices and a doctor.

Her gaze seared the sky, one eyebrow arched in defiance. “Suit yourself…” Her voice dripped with venom. “Do with me as you wish, let them torment. And if I finally succumb, let them roast me like carrion. Descend to earth, so you can feast upon my flesh, and share it with thy messengers of darkness.” As the last words left her lips, thunder boomed, startling her into a step backward. She dropped her gaze and started walking slowly towards Hierós Klōbós. Hierós Klōbós was an old sacred cage, meant for locking up lust wolves to drain their dark powers. But she’d been sleeping there since she was ten because Luna Cheyenne believed she had a demonic energy.

I slipped into a slumber not long after I fell asleep. My deep sleep was flooded with a nightmare. I was drowning in something thicker than water. It smelled metallic, it couldn't be blood could it. I heard a horrid laughter that made my insides turn and twist. Pain filled my mind as I heard the man's laughter turn into taunting phrases. "No one will want you now." "Filthy Whore" "You're mine" the man's voice gave me goosebumps and made me shiver. He reached toward me submerging my head in the blood. I let out a scream and tried to fight him off. To no avail, I felt my lungs burn as I gasped in the thick blood.

Lisha bursts out laughing, then stammers, “Hell no, this is the first time.” The blonde wolf snorts, “What do you expect? She's got a fucking vampire and a hybrid in her corner now; there’s no way we are not going to jump when she tells us to.” Lisha snorts, ignoring the wolf's comment, and walks toward the back of the cave. Skyla follows her into a smaller room; Lisha is placing books inside a bag when Skyla puts her arm on Lisha's shoulder, stopping her. Lisha pulls away from Skyla and snaps,

she began whimpering. “Oh, you don't want to be bald?” Chelsea asked, radiating a sense of calmness and contentment in the air. “Say sorry then.” “F–For what?” “You forgot? You called me a whore. Oh, you even tried to slap me.” Chelsea responded, her voice a mixture of wrath and victory. “I said say sorry.” Her voice rose, leaving Lara to tremble. It was so wicked I nearly clapped. “You are really—Ahhh!” Lara emitted a piercing scream as Chelsea yanked her hair. “Okay. Sorry. I am sorry.”

"It's not, there is a way to reproduce their species." What, that's impossible, you can't reproduce if their all dead. "I don't understand," I say honestly. "Anna, there is said to be a gift that the Moon Goddess gives to the lucky daughter of an Alpha, to be able to reproduce the Lycan species-" "No." I whimper. "Please don't tell me-" "Anna you're the daughter." He states abruptly. "No no no no, please no." I whimper again. "No! No! This is bull shit!" I yell standing up from the couch.

That led to extinction of the wild creatures. "That can't be true, royalties are the only ones who are able to read that, Sylvia." Bella utters with confusion marked at her face. "They're the Lycans" I said with my low voice slowly stroking the book. I got so intrigued that I wanted to know more information about them.

Shawn sat up and pulled Aiden between his spread thighs. Without a word he lowered his head and took Aiden’s cock into his mouth. The wet heat made Aiden’s head fall back with a broken sound. Shawn worked him with deliberate, almost punishing focus—tongue sliding along the underside, lips sealed tight, one hand stroking his already hard dick. Aiden’s fingers threaded into Shawn’s dark hair, holding on as the lycan swallowed him deeper. It did not last long. Aiden’s hips jerked. He tugged Shawn’s head back by the hair before he could finish.

I licked her through it, slower now, until she tugged me up by the hair for a messy kiss. We made it to the couch eventually. Clara retrieved the glass toy from the bedroom and a small bottle of lube. She coated it while I watched, then guided me onto my back. She pushed the toy inside me slowly, watching my face the entire time. Once it was seated deep she climbed over me in reverse, lowering her wet center to my mouth while she took the toy in hand and began to fuck me with it.