Minotaur Lancer Novels & Stories

One of his warriors opened the door for him as they took the dishes. "Lock it securely from the outside and double the guards. The Luna is a Lycan," I heard Hunter say. The warrior glanced at me and chuckled, but she's so tiny." I raised my hand and shifted it and the asshole swallowed uncomfortably. The door soon shut and I could hear all the locks clicking.

he retorted calmly, his audacity pushing me to the edge. "This is just a way of getting back at me, isn't it? You don't even know my Luna. You want her out of spite just so you can brag about it to the world," I accused, my words laced with anger. "You're right," he muttered with a shrug. "I need the power, and you need to rebuild your pack. The alliance are in support of you because you had a son and a Luna. Now that your son is dead, if I manage to get your Luna, I will earn their respect." He pointed.

“Now she serves as a seer and a cum oracle. With every climax, she speaks prophecy.” “Are you serious?” Emma stepped closer, intrigued. “You’ll see.” Terra turned to the Naga and snapped her fingers. From the shadows emerged a Minotaur—taller than ten feet, with broad shoulders and chains dangling from his wrists. His cock was already hard, thick as Emma’s forearm. “Speak, priestess,” Terra purred. “Make her scream, beast.” The Minotaur growled and moved behind the bound Naga, who gasped and hissed, her tail thrashing as he began to rut her brutally. The room pulsed with power as the Naga’s glowing eyes rolled back.

"LUS can I afford this?" [Blueprint: Tier 1 Automated Defense Turret. Cost: sixty System Points. Description: An autonomous security unit equipped with dual 7.62mm caliber barrels. Features a thermal-motion sensor with a one-hundred-and-eighty-degree tracking field. Automatically targets any -authorized biological entity within a thirty-meter radius. Ammunition capacity: five hundred rounds. Note: Reloading requires raw metal materials or System Points.]

They were giggling until they got there. "This one is tough. Make sure to train her to be a beta, Luna. She always gave us a hard time here" Scott said as he drank his cup. Caesar giggled and then I heard him say, "If not for you, we would have killed her long ago. It's just because of our deal. Anyway, we wish you a happy life with her." He turned to look at me and then said, "Good riddance to bad rubbish" Jacob smiled as I looked at him standing while I was on my knees. He looked like he had just bought a new puppy and the former owners had told him how difficult it was to train it, so he had taken it upon himself to train that puppy.

The minotaur crashes down and across the brush, tangling into prehistoric roots and blooming saplings. The smaller prey has his eyes above in search of EmeraldEyes, his back turned to the guardian she had incapacitated, oblivious. HornedMaw barely slows as she crouches mid-run, relishing in the cry of shock and regret as she slams into his upper back. She halts just as suddenly, and push-off the elf from her blood-slicked shoulder spines and collapses.