My Hero Academia Vore Novels & Stories

His hand crushed my neck as he held me up. “Tell me now, why do you think we’re the enemies?”. “Because I can smell it. You both are from a corrupt organization in search of the Vela Harmento, which can cure whatever cut, illness, bruise, or curse caused by magic. Usually I’d let you scurry on, but I have taken it up on myself to guide you to the afterlife.” He raised his right hand, launching his fist onto my face. “Got you now,” Raider growled. I could see his sword pierced into Vash’s back with blood dripping from the cut.

Content Warnings!!! Contains mature themes, political violence, blood and vampire content, steamy romance scenes, and complex moral choices suitable for adult readers. "Test it anyway." "Commander." Dorothea's voice carried a tremor Velis had never heard before. She was staring at the blood with the expression of a devotee beholding a religious relic. "The resonance is... I can feel it from here. It's calling to something primal, something that predates conscious thought."

Rose's POV I whimpered, my voice cracking into a desperate, breathy sob as my pace turned frantic. My hips slammed down harder onto Professor Jason Voss’s thick cock, the wet, obscene slap of my soaked pussy meeting his pelvis echoing through his sunlit faculty quarters like the filthiest symphony imaginable. The bond between us blazed white-hot, flooding my mind with his raw, alpha hunger—- Add the sticky warmth of cum trickling down her thigh, each pulse of the bond echoing his satisfaction as she clings to him, whispering, "I love being your secret student."

(sent) Wanna meet? (erased) Can we meet so I can ask for the lecture notes… (erased) Are you going home straight from class cause… (erased) Damn it, Hero! What is wrong with you? Don’t lose your shit just because you saw her luscious titties, alright! What you do at the Resort stays at the Resort! Hero suddenly shoves from his mind the memory of a lovely half-naked amazon whipping him relentlessly. Good thing too because his semi-hard on has already started stretching his jeans again.

We are in a place where a battle is happening or I don't know what kind of war it is because the werewolves and which I assumes are vampires not even hurting each other and they seems like in some kind of friendly battle, that's really unusual to be honest because as far as I know, werewolf and vampire are mortal enemies. "Jesus Christ! All I want is to see Ceres, not some blood sucking machine or a big ass dog having a battle!" Jiroo blurted out frustratingly and we all turned to Hera. "I'm sorry, let's all go back inside and–." Hera was cut off when she turned around and we saw two kids standing behind us and there's this little girl who really looks like Hera and she was looking at the la

We turned to Van's Habit who was pointing at a table full of food. "Don't!" Leona yelled at Van. "Why?" Van asked. "That's a trap." She said then took out the wand. "Magento." She said then we were surrounded by a water shield. I frowned as I saw some Vampire High Students approach the dining table and eat. They soon lost consciousness. Van was devastated by the sight. "It's okay for me to be hungry." Van said. The shield disappeared and Leona started walking so we followed her. "The Map, Von." Creed said that's why Von gave him the map and looked at it.

Coyote shifter, trickster-blessed by Chulëkonsis himself, grinning like the world owed him money and he’d come to collect with interest. Right behind him, Celeste Valentina Morau Tsatoke rolled in on a blood-red skateboard that hovered an inch off the ground without wheels. Platinum-blonde twin tails whipped in the wind, ruby-red irises glowing like twin coals in fresh snow. Vampire blood wizard. No thirst. No weaknesses. Just pure, beautiful, unholy power wrapped in fishnets, a cropped hoodie, and the kind of smile that ended bloodlines. Seras Nakamura (hair literally made of living flame, Lakeside cheer skirt) and Lucian Draconi (copper-scale dragon shifter, shirt permanently optional) bro

Raced toward the search party's base, pushing the engine to its limits, taking curves at dangerous speeds. But after two intersections... He slammed to a stop by the roadside, the tires screaming in protest. Struck himself twice across the face in anguish, hard enough to draw blood. The truth couldn't be denied any longer. He had arranged the fire himself, chosen the timing precisely. Had ordered the Purified Essence injection with his own voice, watched them destroy her bloodline power. Now Serena was weak, her once-powerful bloodline dying inside her. Even a vampire at full strength might not survive a hunter ambush.

The man clutched the wound, eyes bulging behind his visor, gurgling as he dropped to his knees in a spreading pool of red. Vaelor didn't slow. He drove his clawed hand through the next soldier's chest plate like it was paper, ribs cracking with a sickening wet snap. Blood fountained across his scales as he ripped the heart out in one brutal motion and hurled the body into two more attackers, sending them crashing into the wall with wet thuds and the crunch of breaking armor.

My gaze was sharp enough to send chills down anyone's spine. "And that alone is enough for me." The man stared at me in horror. For the first time, he realized the rumors were true. I was a devil in human skin... a heartless, merciless predator. And once I decided someone was a threat, they either disappeared... or learned to live in fear. I walked back to the couch and sat down. "Take him out of my sight." My voice carried irritation while my expression was indifferent. The bodyguards immediately grabbed the trembling man.