Mad Dog Bl Novels & Stories

“Haven’t you heard? As we speak, your Luna is under assault. If you run quickly, perhaps you will make it in time.” “Maddox…” Lady Madison’s eyes glowed with pure rage, her voice trembling with deadly promise. “I want his head.” Before I could stop her, she morphed into her wolf, her massive form tearing through the chamber and Brianna followed, shifting in a flash and charging with her. Maverick’s lips curved into a smirk as he turned his gaze back to me. “I love it when I put you on edge.” My chest burned as the shift tore through me, bones snapping until hell of my wolf stood in his place.

She sized him up from head to toe. “If you want a porcelain doll then you might as well go and get one from the city mall. I refuse to be in a place where I am disrespected at every turn and I definitely will not be at your beck and call!” Madison had barely gotten the words out before Alpha Caden was right in front of her with his hand wrapped firmly around her neck. His eyes blazing, showing the presence of his wolf. Madison might have alpha blood flowing through her veins but she was no alpha.

He didn't have the primal vigor to break a high-caste female like this. "Mother... Brooke... that low-blooded stray set me up! I am going to rip her throat out!" Madison’s voice broke into a jagged sob as she collapsed against the doorframe, her rage spilling out in a torrent of tears. Between gasps for air, Madison recounted the horror of the neutral zone, the swapped cups, and the rogue wolves who had claimed her in the dirt.

"I want to taste you when you fall apart. I want to feel this tight little pussy squeeze my fingers when you scream my name." The echoes of his dirty words and relentless stimulation finally shattered her. Marceline's orgasm crashed through her with the force of a tidal wave, making her arch completely off the bed as a scream tore from her throat. Zandrei held her down, lapping up every drop of her release as she convulsed beneath him, prolonging her pleasure until she collapsed bonelessly against the sheets.

I was beginning to fear that we might face a reprimand for our unauthorized presence, until I recalled that Maddy now holds ownership of this place. When I turned to face Maddy, he simply raised an eyebrow and asked, “Hey, are you good?” I am indifferent to the danger of inciting him, so I smiled and inquired, "If I am not, would you be willing to help me feel better?" You never know when he'll bite back, because if you provoke him, he really will. He’s unpredictable. We should probably put up a sign that says, “Beware of Maddog,” because he bites. If you see the mad dog from afar, you should run. However, if you're willing to succumb to the beast, why not? If you’re happy, just laugh it off

If I could get in there, the heavy-duty door could stop the horde's attack. Unfortunately, 500 yards was impossible in my current condition, especially since my calf was injured. It didn't help that my ability was running on empty. The lingering scent of the inducer got the attention of a Tier Three licker. It swiftly pounced from the top of the rubble, its tongue shooting straight at my face like a sword. "Piss off!" I roared, charging ahead. My bayonet glinted coldly as it sliced the licker's tongue off before ramming through its brain.

Her mother exclaimed quietly, her tone mixed with both irritation and urgency. “Mom, I saw something! I think you were right! I think you've been right all along! I saw it, just like she described it.” The words rushed out of her mouth frenetically, her heart thumping harder. “Speak English Madison. Just like who described what?” Her mother responded with curiosity in her tone, slightly narrowing her eyes at the other end of the line. Madison took a deep breath. “I saw what Leilani saw, Mom, the glowing eyes, the fangs, Mom, I swear!” Her voice cracked as she stifled a whimper, her eyes burning with tears.

I’ve never spied on the nobs during their full moon runs like most scavenger pups do. The wolf is big. Not anywhere near my size, but definitely bigger than most wolves. He’s comparable in height to Madog’s wolf, but that’s where the comparison ends. Madog’s wolf can barely restrain himself from tearing you limb from limb, always pacing and lunging and snarling. He freaks me out.

I implored while flipping the filled bucket of sand upside down to make a wall around the sandcastle we were building. "Is that so, but can you keep a secret Mr Blake?" Mason asked and Madison immediately glared at the brother. 'What secret do you want to tell a stranger Mase?' She asked the brother via mind link, I gasped with shock. How could they mind link at their age before they got their wolves? I narrowed my eyes at them, carefully scanning their bodies and that's when I saw it, a mark of the goddess on both their necks. My hands immediately began shaking.

“You look like a thirsty bitch., Mads” Maddie wrenched the bottle from her mouth and spat the water out. She got to her feet and slammed the bottle down at his. Her blood boiled in an instant and she slapped him, square across the face. The resounding crack carried over the audience drawing every eye to the pair. Maddie didn’t care. She squared up to the much larger wolf, canines bared at him, daring him to say something else.