Lil Fangs Novels & Stories

The energy in Rogers Arena was a live wire, 19,000 fans buzzing with a mix of awe and morbid curiosity over the “Vamp Duo” phenomenon. Banners tangled in the rafters: “Thorne Burns Bright” clashing with cheeky “Fangs Out Tonight!” Merchandise flew off shelves faster than a slapshot, even as the league labeled it all “fan fiction.” In the locker room, Alex laced skates with intense focus, fangs retracted, thirst simmering low from Jake’s vein earlier that night. Brody clapped a hand on his shoulder.

“Dungeon chains, I’d wager. Nasty stuff.” “Poison?” My nails bit into my palms as I clenched my fists . God! This is the second time. Who could have done this? Thalia’s work, no doubt. Who else was our enemy in this academy? That snake. “Can you fix her?” Lila raised a bushy brow, smirking. “Fix? I’m no blacksmith, girl. But I’ve got potions to flush it out.” She dug in her satchel, pulling out a purple vial. “Drink this, child. It tastes like pond scum, but it’ll help.”

No tale could scare the Texan girl, who had seen more horror movies, than the ones the tales told. She laughed at the myths. Until the myths started watching her. It all began with a dream. The sharp fangs in the dark, the glowing amber eyes in the trees, and hands so cold, that they burned. Then the whispers came. The feeling of being watched, and followed. The shadows that moved in places where no light touched, and her name, whispered in voices that wasn't quite human. Mary Ginger didn't know it yet, but her blood had begun to sing. She didn't know of the two oldest families in the town, but they knew about her.

Liz growled. I spun around, holding the knife in front of me. “Oh, feeling feisty again? What are you gonna do with that?” Liz asked. “I can still fucking kill you ya know!” I yelled. Liz leaned her head forward and opened her mouth. As I watched, she took the blade into her mouth and began to felate it. I could feel my resolve weaken.

It made her realize that the little days they were together made them know each other a little too deep and it made her question herself; What were they? She would have simply said they were friends, maybe good ones at that, but it didn’t look so. There is a limit to what a friend can do but his was beyond that. He did things for her without holding back and not minding if it was inconvenient for him. The day he went with her to the wedding and the night when he had saved her, he was her knight in shining fangs_ Fangs because he is a vampire.

He left before he did something stupid. That night, the Forgotten hit a bigger target— an underground fight club the Crimson Shadows used to make money and recruit. Kael led the raid. Kira and five others with him. It went perfect at first. Guards down. Cash taken. A message left in blood on the wall: The Silverfang lives. As they slipped out the back, floodlights snapped on. Ambush. Twenty Crimson Shadow fighters poured in, guns ready. Someone had tipped them off. Kael shifted fast—full wolf this time, silver fur glowing.

Clara paused for a moment before turning to Mason, her voice clear and cruel. "You like to play games, don't you, Mr. Sanders? You think it's fun to watch people struggle in cages, don't you?" Mason shuddered and shook his head frantically. "No, no! Rebecca made me do all of that! She forced me! I never wanted to!" "Hush." Clara raised a finger to her lips and cut him off. "Mr. White spent five years in the underground fighting ring. He broke seven ribs, lost four teeth, was injected with drugs, and was displayed like a zoo animal while people bet on him."

Now she was lost to it, her pussy juice gushing down her thighs with every savage thrust. Luke growled, fangs grazing her neck as his hips snapped forward. “Tight little omega cunt. You attacked my warriors and now you’re creaming all over my cock? Greedy slut.” He gripped her hips so hard that it bruised, yanking her back onto his shaft. “This pussy was made for me.” Minutes earlier they’d been at each other’s throats. Lilian’s patrol had clashed with Luke’s Blackfang scouts. She’d lunged at him with her blade when he pinned one of her packmates.

She was so fast all I could do was block and dodge, there was no opening to attack. She's relentless! What am I supposed to do? “Lexy, I got it! What do you want me to do with it?” The second of distraction was all Lilianna needed to get a good hit in on me. The blow sent me to the floor and knocked the wind out of me. “Break it!” I screamed just as Lilianna kicked me in the side, making me cough up blood. Janea spiked the watch, shattering it to pieces. Lilianna’s body hit the ground with a thud as the apparent mind control was broken.

“Yeah right, that's just a rumor.” Sharon huffed. “No, it’s not. I have a friend who recently went. She saw it for herself. She told me they drink actual blood.” Lily shrugged “And how do you know she didn’t lie just for the fun of it.” Sharon crossed her arm across her chest, annoyed. “She wouldn’t do that. If you think I’m lying, how about you go see for yourself.” Liam walked away, not wanting to hear the rest Liam had a pretty eventful day. He wanted nothing more than to snuggle in his bed. Liam quickly left. But he couldn’t help but think about that man’s eyes. They were glowing?