Loups-garous Jeux Novels & Stories

DELLA I sat up for hours when Sam I came back to the high packhouse. The other rogues had been friendly so far despite me being a complete stranger. They didn't really care. They treated me as if I was one of their own. Well, it was definitely a warmer welcome than I had gotten with Hunt's pack. No one shot dagger stares at me and everyone mostly kept to themselves. I was in the library room, running my fingers along the thick spines of various volumes of books. I stopped when I came across a book titled: The Fascination With Werewolves.

I scowl at it. If Ragnar thinks I'm going to play his game, then he's grossly mistaken. I make way for the bathroom, but my hand brushes over the shelf, knocking a book down. I'm about to pick it up and toss it back in the shelf when I stop, looking at the open page. An image of a hooded man, dressed in a black coat, swinging a scythe in one hand stares back at me. "The tale of the three wolf packs..." I whisper, reading the caption underneath.

Meg said. Her body wanted to sleep so she stood then strode out to get the rest of her bags. Her purse seemed heavy. Why hadn't she noticed that before? She set it on the bed and opened it. She let out a giggle when the weight was revealed to be a gargoyle. "What's so funny?" Colleen said. "I have a gargoyle in my purse." "One of those ugly things on Notre Dame?" "Well, this one looks like one on a church I visited on the West Coast of Ireland." She turned it over a few times.

Aria The bell tolls four times. Each peal reverberates through the castle’s ribs like thunder in a crypt. The chandeliers shiver. Dust rains from the ceiling. And then, there is silence. The Herald appears from the smoke curling across the floor, mask gleaming red this time instead of silver. “Sleep well, my lovely miracles?” No one answers. Its grin widens. “Of course you didn’t.” The creature extends an arm and points toward the black archway forming behind it. Wet, pulsing, alive. “The next Game awaits. The Blood Maze. The rules are simple: find the heart, and live.”

He smirked, his eyes aflame with a force that churned of gold and amber. “Longer than two weeks and I'm coming to New Orleans to liberate you, Moonbeam,” he growled in my ear, his hot breath churning my insides with anticipation. The skirt of my dress rode up, as his hands gripped my hips hard; my body responded, and he inhaled the sweet scent of me. Now I knew everything they did from scent to instincts. It was a completely different way to look at the world. So much more was noticed by the senses from the wolf. Auras, the seed of magic that each pack member bore from The Beast.

I don't even know how to give a lap dance. I stood up and carried my purse i kept on the couch, i was sweating already. As i increased my pace to go out of the room, Sammy stopped me. "Hey! Where do you think you're going huh? The game is not over yet." He said "Since you don't want to play along with what you picked, you have to pay 50USD before we can let you go. You know the rules " Tala added 50 what? How on earth will i get that amount from?

He pressed his lips together nodding as Seth hit me in the back of the head. "Oh My God you don't have to be so mean Nathan" He exclaimed "You're an real asshole. I like you" Cate said as Luca chuckled "I'm glad you know. So are we gonna play or you're gonna annoy me?" I asked shoving my hands in my pockets. "Course. $10 per game and each person gotta pay $10 so the opposing team have even amount of money" Avery said "We can pay but I hope you're all prepared to lose" Seth said smirking at me.

A silly little game, that is all it was supposed to be but it turned to so much more. It was four years ago and I was fourteen. It was my brother's going away party. At sixteen male werewolves go to academy to serve in the military and prepare for their adult roles in the pack. My brother Bo and his best friend Drake were leaving the next day. The adults had already called it a night and the teenagers had somehow ended up in the basement playing truth or dare, typical dumb kid stuff. When it came to Drake's turn, he was challenged to draw a name from a cup and go play seven minutes in heaven with them. He drew my name. I had always had a crush on Drake and this was my chance. He was gorgeous

“Again, it wasn't hard.“ He caught up to her, pinned her to the wall, he raised both of her hands above her head. Ruth's heart skipped a couple of beats. He brought his lips to her earlobe, his free hand held her waist, and pulled her close. “Are you scared?“ He asked peering deep into her dark brown eyes. Ruth was lost in the moment, her eyes noticed some of his features. His dark eyes, his firm cheekbones, his pointy nose, and his luscious lips. His brown hair was long enough to reach his shoulders. When she realized herself, she struggle to break free from his hold. “Hey step back.“ She muttered trying to free herself. “What if I don't want to?“ He simpered. Ruth raised her legs, she aime

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