Monster Breeder Novels & Stories

Rasmon Once the breeder walked past me, I kept my eyes on him. He met my gaze steadily, almost like he didn’t do anything wrong. “You have nothing to say to her, do you understand me?” I warned him in a low voice. At the moment, I was doing my best to control my anger. What I wanted to do was lose my shit completely and bite his head off. I didn't think that seeing the breeder speaking to Derrick would make me so furious.

“Don’t ‘Lyra’ me! You did this! This is your fault! I didn’t even know I was ovulating! I just thought I was being dramatic and then BAM! Heat. Knot. Babies! Plural! “Do you even know what this means? We need cribs! Four cribs! We need a mansion! We need nipple pads! What if they bite?! Oh my God, what if they’re like you? What if they come out with growls and fangs and instincts?! What if they smell slick and want to fuck everything by age ten?!” Damon stood. Full height. I gulped. Hard. He leaned down, so close his mouth was at my ear, his breath brushing my skin like a sin I wasn’t allowed to have yet.

Neeri… we don’t know anything about the Beta – he probably already has his own throuple or something. On the other side of the room the Beta was having a similar conversation with his own counterpart. Breeth, she here to help repopulate the ice dragons, we can’t have her. Her Vermale might share… You know dragons don’t really share… Then hurry up and find a Vermale for ourselves, then we can be a cute throuple with the Omega girl. I can’t just click my fingers and have him appear – these things take time… She doesn’t have time, these wolf shifters have short lives. Breeth grumbled, growing aggravated.

I braced for the impact— —but a roar split the night. A golden blur crashed into the Voidhollow, knocking it across the gym. The creature shrieked, slamming into the wall with bone-rattling force. I blinked through the dust. A boy stood between me and the monster—broad shoulders rising and falling, golden hair catching the moonlight. His eyes glowed molten amber, his jaw set with fierce determination. Auren Ryker Drakovar. I knew him, even though today was just my first day. Everyone talked about him, but unlike Kael and Lucien. He is a quiet one. According to what I heard, he is a Dragon Prince and heir to the throne.

Emboldened I reached round and undid her bra, pulling the cups down to reveal her young tits. And what wonderful tits they were; soft, smooth and pert as they stood there without the support of the bra. Eagerly I returned to my sucking and licking and she moaned louder at the touch of my mouth and tongue on her bare young tits. Still touching and kissing her tits, I eased myself down so I was kneeling, and carefully moved between her legs, gently forcing her legs apart as I moved closer so she didn't notice in her excitement.

He would make sure they were subjected through the exact same pain they had caused Francia, but in a hundred–folds. He would make sure that they gritted their teeth in pain and taste the bitterness of remourse. So that in their next fucked–up, miserable life, they wouldn't dare touch the anything or anyone that belonged to him, Alpha Ragnar Dreadmore. Be it male or female, he was going to find them. And the unlucky bastard was going to fucking pay. Mark his words.

I was excited to see him, I never knew the king had a family except for his dead parents. "You're his breeder." He said again, "Just get ready to leave this pack by tomorrow, I'll make sure to provide anything you want so long as you turn down Asher's order of being his breeder." What's the meaning of this? Is he trying to betray his brother through me? "Ummm…" I swallowed deeply. "I'm sorry, but I can't leave. We already agreed on this, and I won't want to disappoint him."

Breeders were never meant to stay with the pack they were born into, but that didn't mean they were eventually to be sold like cattle. Becoming a breeder for another pack was supposed to be honorable, but this letter treats it as anything but. And whoever is responding to it is clearly just as callous, because the next letter is an original from whomever it was who eventually took Gabriela. The elegant and loopy handwriting is a little hard to read, but it states that the "condition" of the breeder will be overlooked as long as the price is cut in half, which Storm clearly ended up agreeing to.

“Wait a minute, are you the new breeder?” "Just right." The words scraped out between my teeth. Even now, especially now, on our first gods-damned meeting, he already knew that I was a breeder! I guess my life was more miserable than I thought. His eyes darkened with an unexplainable expression. It was a look that I couldn't quite place. "Why would you agree to be a breeder for that monster of all people?"

"With a million dollars, I can find plenty of girls to be the breeder but I thought you needed it most, so I offered. But since you're just an ungrateful b*tch. Then get lost." I was left rooted as his words left me speechless. I do need money and need to get myself out of here with my mother. But carrying a child for someone else...how could I know it was not another trick? 'NO! What the f*ck are you thinking, Crystal? The Moon Goddess is the only one who can give us a mate. It's a betrayal of the Goddess!' C*ssie hissed at me but suddenly I heard Bracky's furious tone.