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“Giant monsters shouldn’t be a problem then. You must have killed Gojira, the King of the Monsters. However, there is a three headed dragon that guards that temple. It’s called Onaga.” “I’ll keep that in mind. But if Raiden is a warrior, he’s probably trained a lot of samurai and ninja over the years. I’ll need training.” I say. “Hanzo and Bi Han!” Ember says. I nodded since that was part of my train of thought but I also had something else in mind. “Ember, I want to tell you something.” She looks up at me. “You can’t go with me.” Her look goes from worried to sad.

Flames leaped from its jaws and flickered in its eyes as the monster unleashed its fiery spells upon anything that crossed its path. ---- Note: Do you want to see the visuals of this story? Follow our Ins-tagramm account: @sagastories.id. By the way, this story is available as a comic/w*****n. Just look for the same title "The Alpha's Replacement Bride" on W e b t o on app.

"The epic rank core of Kun Beast. I truly don't know what to say about this one. Even as the auctioneer, I wouldn't outright lie to everyone here and claim that this core is valuable and spectacular. Because, for the time being, the only utility for this core is as a collectable." The Count explained truthfully. The epic rank core of the Kun Beast. [The Juvenile Kun Beast's Core] [Kun Monsters are enormous beasts that resemble a mix between fish and birds. They are reclusive creatures who prefer to remain to themselves, with the exception of when they find a partner. Kun Beasts are comparable to dragons in that they are born with magical bodies.] [Skills-Flight, Adamantium Scale, Sonic Spee

As my head of guard, she shouldn’t worry herself about any needs other than my need to kill that behemoth. Harriet walked forward when I didn’t respond and ran her fingers down my arm, “Please, sire. Allow me to help you.” She grasped my hand and led me slowly toward the bed, looking back at me with lust in her pale brown eyes. The beast inside of me was on edge still, he needed to let his anger out, and although I refused to release my frustrations on any members of my pack, today he dismissed my usual excuses. The haze of my beast took over and I followed his wishes willingly. I pushed Harriet down on the bed and crawled over her, holding my body just above hers. She writhed underneath me

ARES The city of Lunaris sprawled beneath me, a tapestry of light and shadow that shifted with every flicker of the blood moon. From the rooftop of the Crimson Fang Tower, I watched. Always. Even when I was not present in the halls, in the classrooms, or in the dormitories, I could feel her, Zorya. Her scent carried over the city like a beacon: fierce, wild, unclaimed. Every step she took stirred the threads of the bond. Every breath she drew sent my wolf howling beneath my skin.

It was perfect. Baron had this in his mansion? I walked through the garden running my hands through the flowers, feeling the wind on my face and the sun shine brightly on me. I felt alive and free. I sat down and spotted something hopping around. I looked closer and saw that it was a bunny. I gestured for it to come closer and it did. I carried it up and placed it on my lap, gently stroking its soft white fur. It looked like a mythical creature with its big beady eyes and small nose.

My stomach cramps, and I wince. The titles line up on the screen. Sinfully His—an age-gap, dad’s-best-friend romance, where she gets revenge on her cheating husband and also bag’s her dad’s older hot friend. The next is some werewolf thing about mates and rejection and shit I don’t understand. Marco’s choices already have me giggling. He did this on purpose. And then another catches me: The Mafia’s Pet. Enemies to lovers. Erotica. A laugh slips out. Too pointed. Too close to home.

Rosita's POV "Strip!" I put the book down on my chest, my heart pitter-pattering against my ribcage as my fingers found their way to the tiny buttons of my jeans. I had never felt this turned on from reading a novel before, but there was something about the way the words flowed that made me think of Don Deangelo. I couldn't help but imagine it was him asking me to strip, his tongue working its magic on me instead of the fictional man in the story.

“My wolf is locked away now. Forever if she carries on!” I couldn’t help but laugh. I swear Akira and Zion sound so much alike. Akira appeared to torture Bailey as much as Zion did me, perhaps it was one of the reasons they got along so well. Because Zion had barely stopped telling me how great she was… not that I needed another reason to find Bailey amazing. But the fact my wolf had a connection to hers was something else…

I'm just going to the bathroom quickly and we can go, okay", I said. As I entered the bathroom, I heard him grumble something in his beard, but I didn't really listen because I just wanted to see the mark he put on me. When I arrived in front of the mirror, I was stunned. The mark was incredible.They were two beings ,a wolf and a vampire dancing at the moon and around it were my blue spirals that adorned my fur. I knew the marks were beautiful but that, wow, I had no words.