Liber 333 Novels & Stories

As weird as it sounded, this man in front of me took every inch intimidation I gathered this evening with one touch! Like little soap bubbles, all the scripts I practiced to say had magically disappeared from my thoughts. Who would have think that the very person the moon goddess had apparently chosen for me was the last person I could think of being him. For Pete's sake, it was Alpha Pierre Morrison of the Legion of the North!

“See! Nothing to worry about. Let’s enough our meal while Alpha Theo figures out what happened. Probably another squirrel eating a power line!” “Did it work?” I asked Ethan in the mind-link. “I think so. I shut it down and powered everything off.” “Good, now get yourself in the public eye.” Shutting the link, I looked back over to the lady that was talking. “I’m sorry. I missed what you said before the lights flickered.” “Oh.. um, yes. My name is Beta female Libby.” She glanced at Greta. She seemed to be in a deep thought or mind-linking someone.

Her voice is delicious, and the sound of it slides straight between my legs and it makes my clit throb with need. My body has never reacted to anyone like this before…. Well, except the cute barista. But my pussy…. That has never throbbed before even when I see the barista. But right now? It’s uncontrollable. “I’m Lira, a succubus, as you can see.” She laughs, the sound sultry and seductive. “And I can smell your need from here. That shy little pussy’s been aching for years, hasn’t it?” I try to speak, try to tell her that this is just a mistake, but the words die in my throat like always. My cheeks burn. My soaked panties cling to me.

I want to give myself over to my feral side and let my instincts choose which female I truly desire. "Vipul," Burk says lowly and I fold my arms across my chest. Hassin's are strong, but Coks are equally stong and they have proven to be unpredictable so far. "Shaan," I say, and Modok shakes his head at me instantly. "Vipul," he confirms, and I realize my friends must be familiar with Vipul. "What am I missing," I ask trying to focus on the distracting conversation. My fight is up right after theirs and I need to focus on the game of choosing winners or I might attack Darsh before it is time.

Then I waited for the right moment. "I thought you said this guy was good, Maaaaaaa!!" Libra wailed to Marla. Libra was a clit-nibbler. I took that proffered bit of delicate femininity and made it my bitch. In the first few seconds I had realized Libra was an anal virgin. A few seconds after I ambushed her I decided to do something about that. Brooke being an anal virgin was a no-brainer. Neither woman was 'that' kind of woman and they'd given Marla a tough time because of it - or so I imagined. I worked a third finger into her snatch. Libra was vocally expressive somewhat similar to her sister...and aunt.

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Lars didn't feel like receiving another 'sorry' either way, so he didn't press on. In the lower area of Librarium, a spherical mechanism was erected on the center. It was a complex magitech structure riddled of revolving gears, and its inside was glowing in same lilac color as the force field that shrouded Librarium. It was guarded by several members of Alliance that greeted Lars and Rachelia as they passed them by.

“Odin also wanted to mate with me, to take back the Red Stone alliance and combine it with the Silver Moon alliance…” “Red Stone? Silver…? I…I don’t know what that means.” Libby closes the files, it was clear she had been raised as a human. That the werewolf world was alien to her. I can hear her racing heartbeat, smell the fear emitting off her. She was edging away, checking the windows and door for a swift exit. “I can’t stay, this was a mistake. I think I need to go back…” I can tell she has gone into shock mode. It wasn’t helping that Evelyn had turned frosty towards her.

It was never about the money; it was about the message. Jay, through Leo's increasingly sophisticated counter-intelligence AI (codenamed "Cerberus"), began to anticipate the moves. They developed a strange, adversarial symbiosis. Sometimes, Jay would even leave a digital door slightly ajar, a challenge: Can you get in here? The Librarian usually could. They were playing a game of multidimensional chess, and the prize was not territory, but intellectual supremacy.

Michael grips my wrist with an angry growl, and his jaw tightens as he struggles within my hold. “What the fuck did you just say?” I grit out angrily. “Libére Moi, Lucifer!” Let me go. he chokes out. “I’ll give you answers, but you must release me.” My chest heaves with rage as I carelessly release my brother. Michael stumbles back, his eyes glowing with fury as he stares me down. “Je devrais te tuer pour ca!” I should kill you for that. He rubs his neck with a growl.