Monster Musume Rachnera Novels & Stories

Drake demanded. Emily gave a small shake of her head. "I won't look." "Come on, Emily," he said as she looked at him. Always keep in mind that the alpha is a werewolf with a short fuse. Leia recited the line in her head. "No, Leia, you need to be quiet. " Just get out of my head and quit reading that book already!" She growled at her wolf companion.

he teased. There was no danger. Rachel relaxed, backing up a pace or two, returning his smile. "Rachel Murray,"she said."Do you have a name, or should I just call you the Wolfman?" His eyes sparkled and he broke into a chuckle. "Wolfman by trade, not by name. Galen Munroe, pleased to meet you, Rachel Murray. " A short while later, Rachel found herself in his cabin. He'd put on a shirt, regrettably, but even that could not hide the strength beneath it.

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She was everything that represents beauty. “Hi, call me Rachael!” She said cheerfully as I spun around to see who it was. Oh wow! Rachael? As in the Rachael Manchester, I had heard about from the gossiping mice in the palace? I was stunned. She was the daughter of the Alpha of F Pack. An accomplished wolf healer. I also heard that her mother was Arden's cousin, and she was enrolled for the training too. According to the gossip, Rachael has a lively and straightforward personality and hates evil. And of course, I could feel the liveliness in her falsetto voice when she introduced herself to me.

It was the final goodbye before the Moon Goddess received her children, and Raeann was the link between the dead and the living, the anchor holding both realms together. Finally, the last wolf crossed over, and Raeann understood that she could leave. But as she stood up, the ground gave way, and she fell, landing in a small white room. On the stretcher lay a man, tied down as blood poured from his closed eyes. A large red-skinned monster had his hands on either side of the man's head, and Raeann realized in horror that she was looking at one of Mikhail's mates. Writhing in agony on the floor lay a large grey wolf. Drastus lifted his massive head and looked straight at her before the ground o

Chad said. “okay, bottom line is, Rachael Roux is not CIA”. “damn! ...who’s she then?” Chinny paused and inhaled deeply. “ she is Medusa” Chad felt a warm wave of fear run from the scalp of his head to the sole of his feet. He didn’t know how to react to that. Rachael Roux is not CIA and Chinny had sold Troy to Medusa?! Medusa might not need The Triangle as much as it did before now.

His thoughts were disrupted when the place he was standing on mere seconds ago was struck by something heavy as the ground crumbled apart, leaving a hole in the ground which was quickly filled with the scorching lava. "Wha--...." "It's Rachneid! We're fortunate!" "How is this called fortunate? I... could have died!" Mikhail panicked as he glanced from the hole back to Soleil. "Rachneid is the keeper of the Lavamore flower. If we met his minions, we would not even be able to dream about reaching this place." "Huh? So if we were a second later we would meet his minions? Wouldn't that be easier?" "No. Rachnied's minions are... essentially worse and harder to deal with. Since your two companions

Decked in smokey gothic makeup, a black choker around her neck with a ring piercing in one of her nostrils and two tiny round silver balled piercings in her right brow, she maintains her funny smile as she stretches a hand with nails painted black at me. “I’m Welma, and I know I must’ve surprised you. Girls like Kitra never learn the simple way so it’s best to challenge her like that, or she’ll keep trampling over you”. ‘Exactly my point!’ I hear Runa’s enthusiastic agreement and ignore her to politely introduce myself as I take her hand. “I’m Himari, and thanks for earlier” I smile softly and she suddenly wears a look of shock that quickly dissolves into a blown excitement as she brightens

The large gray wolf snarled once again: "DAMON NEEDS MOTUS ALIVE...FOR NOW. CATCH HIM!" Ahead of the group, almost a few meters away was Motus. He ran in his black and white husky form; laughing away at their attempt to catch him. "You'll never get your filthy paws on me! Hahaha we've done this hunt every night and you've had no luck! Just give up already!"

The last thing I see is the faces of my family and friends and the last thing I hear is a desperate howl. The last thing I smell is the intoxicating scent I've ever smelled. The brown wolf moves away from me and I see a huge black wolf biting his throat. "Mate!" Screams Cassie in my head as she jumps up and down. As soon as it gets rid of the brown wolf, the black wolf turns to me and I am hit by the look in his eyes. They glow a bright blue, similar to my human eyes. But this is not the most shocking thing. He has a white spot on his chest that looks like a crescent moon.