Novel & Cerita Mature One Shots

He was unshaven and reeked of alcohol. “Iris,” he slurred, a foolish smile on his face. “Do you know? I’m actually your mate. In our last life, we were mates, and we were very happy.” I looked at him like he was a clown. “Happy?” I asked. “And then what happened to me?” He blinked, then babbled, “We grew old together, had kids and grandkids…” I looked at him coldly, exposing his lies. “If someone lies enough, do they start to believe their own lies? Or was it your mistress who poisoned my unborn pup with wolfsbane, and then I killed myself because I couldn’t bear the shame?”

Matt cursed under his breath, then hastily bent down to pick up his pants. His semi hard dick was still spitting out ropes of cum onto the floor with wet splats. He knew he was making a mess, the sticky fluid pooling, but his mind wasn't working. It was fogged over with post orgasm bliss. He panicked, looking on while Tiana clung to the bench. She held on for dear life as she came down from her very lengthy high, her body trembling, soft whimpers escaping. For just a second, Matt admired his handiwork. His dick made the nineteen year old bitch cum that hard.

|CHAPTER 03| Zaitelle Axis "Are you a half-blood?" I ask her instead. She has the eyes of a Vampire but I can sense her werewolf blood. That's why I'm confused. If she is, why can't I sense her Vampire blood? "No, I was born with these eyes," she shortly explains it to me and I understand why. Maybe because it's our first meeting and I'm still a stranger to her. And it's quite uncomfortable to share your life with a stranger, right?

His balls slapped against her cheeks which brought him to the edge of exploding. “Fuck, I am close” he said through his gritted teeth. Elissa's moans filled the roam damn that was a fucking additional turn on for Carson. Pumping inside her twice, he exploded in the condom like a fucking rocket. Elissa came right after him with a loud cry. She literally saw stars at the back of her head. Everything went blank. Her body was shaking as he plopped on the bed, returning to her original position. Her hair was damp from the front.

Elise followed Lucian, entered the den and found him still staring blankly at the miscarriage report. Lucian was silent for a long time before nodding. He put the miscarriage report in a delicate photo frame and then he engraved it with the words "Beloved Pup of Lucian and Alice." He held the box and touched the words on it. "Sorry, I am so sorry." Elise stood aside, her wolf eyes full of disgust and impatience, but when Lucian looked over, she quickly put on a grief-stricken expression, "The pup is so poor."

Good riddance. I stared at Marcus, my mind reeling with shock. "I'm not your mother," I said, trying to sound firm. "And these pictures can't prove anything. They may be Photoshopped, fabricated..." Marcus's face fell, but he didn't give up. "I know they're not, Mum," he said, his voice filled with conviction. "I know you're our mother. And I can prove it." I raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "How?" Marcus smiled, a determined look on his face. "I remember things, Mum. Things that only you would know. Like the way you used to read us stories, or the way you made us breakfast in the morning. And I have something that will prove it beyond a doubt."

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“Mason, it is never just about looks, only teenagers think that way, you have to get someone you would connect with...Anita isn't that someone for me." Mason wanted to say something, but then he smiled and decided not to. “Spit it out, dumbo." “What?" Mason purred, laughing. “I know you too well, what's it?” “Okay. I mean, you don't think Anita is the one for you but believe Evelyn, a mother of a sixteen year old is your soul mate. Life, truly, is weird.” “I never said she was my soulmate.” I defended myself. “Besides, I don't believe in that shit, hell, I don't even believe werewolves should or can have mates.”

I gasp against his lips, my hands instinctively gripping his arms as I try to steady myself. When he pulls back, his eyes are alight with something fierce and certain. “See? You felt that, didn’t you?” he asks, his voice breathless. “There’s no denying it, Maerilee. I’m your One.” I stumble back, my mind reeling. I did feel it. The power was there, even stronger than it was with Akin. But how can that be? I don’t want it to be true. I don’t want River to be my One. Akin has to be it, right?

Third Person’s POV “Tomorrow, I’ll get it done,” Dione said as Fiona handed some wireless surveillance cameras to him. “What about her?” he asked, pointing to the unconscious Maya. “What will we do with her? She’s heard a lot. We can’t just let her go, right?” Fiona chuckled. “You’re older than me, yet so naive. Of course we can’t let her go. She’ll run her mouth and spoil the plans I’ve had my entire life. She’ll stay here till I can figure out what to do with her.”