Mad Max: Fury Road Breeders Novels & Stories

Their witch blood allows them to drink from a mother-witch, but human milk and formula are useless. A minor problem. We had already decided that Riding Hood witches wouldn’t be mated to wolves. Only inferior witches—outsiders, tools, incubators— would carry these miracle warriors. Since the only way to breed them is by rutting with those disease-ridden curs, Iris and Nissa will serve as our breeders—for now. New mates can be chosen for them later. Losing the rogues alongside Lucianne was unfortunate. They were our three strongest fighters. But as soon as we subjugate the Texas wolves, it won’t matter.

Ford hesitated for a moment and finally spoke up. "Okay, I'll tell you everything, but you have to promise me to not do anything stupid. Your mother entrusted you to me. I can't watch you trash your life like that." I nodded and listened with rapt attention. Blood Hunters were unable to reproduce among themselves, and their population increased mainly by mating with humans or by direct transformation. Whichever of these two was the case, only the Superiors were eligible for a proper transformation. If a Civilian bit a human, the only thing that would happen is that they'd either become a walking corpse or die.

"Just let it go before we lose any more of our warriors. We have plenty of land here." I could have smacked the words straight back into Thomas's mouth. Alpha Brett Sellers does not 'just let it go'. "We will get his ass next time." I say, clinching my jaw. "If you say so, Alpha." He replied doubtful. I do say so because I know so. Once I get my Trentity, my warriors will become unstoppable. Most Alpha's use the females for breeding to produce the strongest possible heir. I may do that, too. But not before she makes my pack the most ruthless bloodthirsty gang of demons ever to paw the earth.

He clenched his fist in anger as though he was trying very hard to fight his anger. Then he pointed his index finger at me. “I will say this once and you better listen very properly. I am not a man to be played with. I am as dangerous and brutal as I can get. I will wipe you from the face of the earth if you push me. Don’t you dare play with me” “You are a man; you probably jerk off every day. You can get yourself another breeder. It doesn’t even have to be a breeder. It could be anybody, a delta, an omega or even a fucking Human since you are just so desperate”

The king yelled, rising to his feet immediately. "We have agreed with you since there's a way of getting an heir without a queen - You're a lycan, your royal Majesty, you rule the entire Werewolf Kingdom. The breeder we have chosen is a Tribid, she can't just get pregnant. Her body has to get used to yours only then will a connection be formed." The elders explained.

“But I need you to trust that nothing will take me away from my family.” “I trust you and I love you,” she leaned in closer to his ear and said. “If we have a girl next could we stop at that?” Archer chuckled the stress lines on his forehead away. “My warrior princess walks into battle without batting an eyelid, but quakes at the thought of childbirth. I want six children my love.” “Three is my final offer. Take it or leave it,” Adalia said sternly. Three children who were 'Bred for Duty'.

Hayes roared. Before my body could hit the door, Hayes threw his entire frame over mine. He locked me beneath his stone-hard chest, using his own back to absorb the full, brutal impact of the crash. The glass exploded outward, sharp shards raining down on his suit jacket as the vehicle finally came to a smoking halt on its side. The silence that followed was terrifying, broken only by the hiss of a ruptured radiator and the frantic pounding of my heart. “AMBUSH!” Kyle’s voice roared inside my mind through the pack bond, his alpha frequency so loud and jagged it made my ears ring. “Rogue wolves! Protect the breeder!”

I immediately recognize the driver as one of the rogues who attacked me in the alley, and suddenly my vision turns completely red. I forget my concern for myself and the baby, I even forget my worry for Damian. I feel only a flood of vengeful fury, more violent and feral than any I’ve known before. That rogue hurt Damian. He wanted to end my baby’s life and would have taken mine in the process, but he actually did hurt Damian. He might have taken my baby’s father from us both – from the pack that needs him. “I’ll kill him!” I snarl, pushing myself up on shaky legs and lunging towards the rogue.

' C*ssie said. 'Babies? Yes, I..I am carrying his babies but will he want them anymore? He wanted me and our babies because he couldn't find any other she-wolves to match his sp*rm but now he got his mate back! They will have their pups soon because as his mate Avery would be the easiest one to conceive Ramos's pups! Will he want my babies any longer?

I muttered. “You asked why I bought you? well, Amelia… I have purchased you as a breeder, I believe you have inherited some special genes from your father which can only be activated in a male son, so I want you to bore me an heir, I want you to make me a powerful baby and help me secure my throne.” He announced. There was silence between us and then I burst into laughter, trying not to bury my face in the dish. The irony of it all! From a maltreated lost orphan Princess to a Breeder for the Alpha King.