Nezha Gender の小説・ストーリー

Master Zeke named her Tasha. Finally, there was Serena. She was twenty-seven and the only female Werepanther in the complex. Master Zeke kept her collared at all times and during her heat, he moved her to another complex. He would eventually breed her, but for now, he was making a large sum of money off of her ability to heal fast. She, like the rest of us shifters, was used by the more abusive clients regularly. His pet name for her was Jade since she had the deepest green eyes which conflicted with her black fur and deep brown rosettes.

She doesn't speak his name when she's awake, but at night, when she dreams, she sometimes wakes up screaming, the general Nezha Zha take her and in the midst of the pirate wars, in the midst of the deaths of her generals during magical wars. One of them, is one of the generals who knows the prince in green, even those who call him Nezha Zha, think that he is an eternal teenager, but no, he is an adult with an angelic face the general of a group of eternal warriors from a galactic colony of soldiers from the fairy world. Mom was hospitalized seven times, all because she rejected the magic that left her between the worlds, in which she would have the conquered right of sex and the 7 desires of

Zoe sounded hopeful. “Getting us there is a big hurdle. I’m still not sure about being a Beta. Neither of us was raised to hold a rank. I wouldn’t want to fuck it up and disappoint your pack and especially you.” I shook my head. “Gunnar….” Zoe sighed and took my hand. “The only way to disappoint me is never to try. The only ranked members of Nebrodi who were trained to hold a rank are myself, Kat, and Tie. Kat and I were trained because, sexist laws aside, our papas wouldn’t let us be treated differently. Tie may be our Alpha, but he was born the Delta heir.”

It was their last resort because they loved and valued their women deeply. Sadly, they were defeated, and it cost them everything. The Nephs stole the weapons and used them against them. In that war, we lost some men, but all the wives, daughters, mothers, and sisters were taken. The precious women, the mothers of life. were gone." Draco whispered. He fell silent for a moment. The Nephs were not a human species. Unlike the men on Earth, they had no respect for women. They tried to destroy us in the worst way, committing genocide by wiping out all females with the weapon we had created to destroy them.

he said, addressing the crowd, “we’re here to decide which of us is worthy of being your king. But how about deciding who’s worthy of being your queen?” The crowd erupted, shouting their agreement. My heart slammed against my ribs. He couldn’t possibly be planning what I thought he was. “Ezekiel, this was not fucking part of the deal!” I snarled. “Ezekiel is right!” Kira the North Natbian girl from the academy shouted from the crowd, her voice sharp with disdain as she pointed at Gia Rae. “What even is she? She’s not a she-wolf or a witch!” Her words stirred the crowd, and the air turned dangerous.

The one with topaz scales was named Ortinbras, the one with silver scales was named Neceron, while the last one with pristine white scales was named Celtore. They were all women. When Ellaine asked about it Finrod said, “Contrary to chauvinistic views, no dragon is male. All of them are female.” They were grouped to each dragon. Ellaine and Yntreia went with Neceron. She eyed them both quietly and after sometime said, “I am glad to make acquaintance of the pixie Princess and a woman of great importance.” They exchanged courtesy but Ellaine was left brooding. Neceron’s remark about her being ‘of great importance’ added to the anxiety she felt with Yntreia’s prophecy.

She looks at me with her hazel coloured eyes a very close shade to her hair. "Nice to meet you, Alexa Whittier," she says in a British accent. "I've heard quite a lot about you, not very pleasant though," she says cringing slightly. I wave my hand at her dismissing what she had said, exactly what I wanted to hear. "Nice to meet you too Blythe," I say in my monotone voice. "And finally Neveah Herrera," Geneva points at another girl seating to the left of Katana. She looks very very badass. Her hair is dyed a light shade of pink and she has a nose ring beneath her septum.

From this view, I could Amadeus thinking it through as well. She might have been pleading with her eyes but she would never do so verbally. Had too much pride to let her strong facade slip. I admired her more for it. Mother always said that we would need strong-willed mates. But Nerezza wasn't just strong-willed. She was also cunning and emotionally shut off. She had just given us the bare bones until she knew she could trust us fully. I respected that more than I wanted her body.

She dared not provoke such an organization, no matter how badly she wanted that student dead. Nezha intended to consume the lives of girls in order to strengthen himself. This was already a taboo subject. If anyone did it, they would become the world's enemy and would be hunted until they died. "That is the only way, that student is not normal," Nezha smirked. "I just don't have to be discovered. I'll be able to fully utilize my aura weapon once I reach the peak A-rank. Then I can easily kill him. Don't you want that kid dead?!"

I had no other choice but to transform into my passive form in front of strangers. "Wow! So, she does have an ability like that. Do ancient race females have an ability like that?" Jael murmured, taken aback by the sight. "Oh my! I was wondering earlier why she has a guardian mark on her arm despite being a male. So, she really is a female. How fascinating?" Aja added. "Mom, she looks like the goddess!" Nyala mumbled suddenly. "Oh, you're right, Nyala." Aja nodded in agreement to her daughter's statement as she added, "She does look like the Goddess Hera if her hair wasn't short."