Monster Lust Novelas e Histórias

“Why do you like this so much? Why do you have to rile me up to the point I must hurt you?” “You are a fucking monster,” I hissed through the sensations. It was as if my body was wildfire. The harder Dominic slammed, the tighter my pussy clammed his length. “Oh, baby, you are trying too hard to convince yourself of my monstrosity that it is a laughable factor now. Or maybe, you like to be fucked this way? You liked to be ravaged by me?” To what extent was I depraved to desire to be fucked by a man whose blood killed mine?

“Let me see him, Cassian. Please.” And then the door behind him creaked open. I froze. A massive figure stepped through, and everything inside me stopped. Leonidas. Not as I knew him. Not the man. The wolf. He was huge and towering. A beast carved from shadow and silver. Thick fur the color of midnight bled into streaks of ash at his sides. His eyes, still the same startling, wild gold, locked on mine. His eyes looked to be in so much pain but maintaining strong restrictions.

~Asad~ I've only seen Voidmaws in pictures. For a moment, I gawk at how intimidating they are in real life. The monster has a huge, scaly body that shields every part of it like armor. Its eyes glow golden as it launches toward us. Mosley throws up an ice shield while I send a wave of deadly magic toward our incoming attacker. It screams in pain but leaps over the thick ice shield and continues towards us. Mosley tries to trap it with Unmelt, but the creature seems to be smart enough to push its frame away from all of Mosley’s attacks.

I looked up and my stomach dropped. Aziel Nightbane. The monster himself. His golden eyes burned down at me with pure hate. Up close he smelled like blood and smoke and something darker that made my wolf stir. “Who are you running from boy?” he growled. His voice was low and rough like gravel under boots. His grip tightened on my arm hard enough to bruise. I gasped for air and forced words out even though my throat felt tight. “Please. I am nothing. Just a slave omega. Let me go and I will disappear. You will never see me again I swear it.”

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

It's just that it seems a little bit reckless of Lucas to target such a massive celebration as his target. On the back of an enormous monster, Lucas took a position as a rider. A vicious monster with teeth that stick out and a horrifying scowl on its face. It has seven blood-red eyes that are scattered all over the place and don't follow any particular pattern at all. Its skin is a dark charcoal purple color and cracked in some places, giving it the appearance of a piece of rough and gnarled wood that has been struck by lightning during a storm. It has large, powerful limbs, and the claws on its toes and feet are especially pointed. Because it was standing in the middle of the group, everyon

How the hell did that happen? Having no time to process these sudden unexpected mind link powers, I ran and jumped as high as I could muster, at the nearest tree. Clinging onto a branch with all my strength I managed to climb up on it before the rogue beneath me attempted to pull me down. Seconds later the rogue was shot dead by someone in the bushes opposite. I screamed in panic but then out jumped Ben and Daniel in their wolf forms along with a few of the warriors. Ben's wolf was beautiful, thick black fur and and he was extremely strong. Taking down the remaining rogues easily in a matter of seconds. We were finally safe but Ben was furious to say the least. They quickly changed back to

Why not Maleah, whom I loved with my entire being? I finally see Bastian's great tower sticking out of the clouds and put on an additional burst of speed. They will rue the day they messed with Laryn, the mightiest dragon to ever live. Bastian's red tail swoops out of a cloud and hits me upside the head. I shake my jaw and turn to seek the fucker who has disappeared into the clouds again. "Calm down, Laryn," he whispers into my mind.

He held his head and groaned. Yeah, it's very deadly. weakens all your cells in less than two minutes. I knelt on the bed and began to unbutton his shirt. He tried pushing me off. It was fruitless. He groan continuously. "Let me —be." He slurs, he's quite strong anyways. I kissed his bare chest. Gosh he tasted so fucking sweet. I turn as I hear the door open. A huge smile plastered on my face as she stand there staring at me, gob smacked. I smirk mission accomplished.

Razl whispered from behind her. Tourmaline was looking at a literal monster. She had seen Razl change into a beast when the fight was going on and she knew how werewolves looked but this was not even close to what she was expecting. Solomon was almost more than seven feet in height and fur and muscle ripped from his body. His eyes were black and his pupils were red. The fangs were dripping with saliva and his claws looked like they could rip anyone apart in a second.