Novel The Untamed Novels & Stories

It is the only eyes that managed to catch my attention somehow and now I'm drowning in them but I still want to explore more of how far his eyes can bring me and how magical they can be. Who is he? Why does it seems like I'm connected to him? Why do his eyes scream something I'm not familiar with but I know for myself that I'm longing for it? He caressed my cheek the moment I reached him but I didn't even do anything to stop him. No man has ever touched me before- not even a strand of my hair except for my dad but when it comes to him... It seems like it's my body is desperate for him to touch me. Am I going insane now?

There was also no backing down anymore, like one of the phrases her grandmother wrote in her journal, she realized it was going to be to show up and face what has to come. The view of the massive, black iron-wrought gate widened as the lights from Tony’s car triggered the automatic lock and the gate opened wide for them to enter. They entered the road lined with conifers and whistling trees that was not tarmacked but it was tiled allowing the car to smoothly maneuver into the compound to the deepest part where their sprawling castle-like mansion was located. Anita stretched her limbs as she yawned. “The smell of your home has awoken you?” Tony asked while smiling at her.

she replied as she strolled out of the office. After Linda left Angel standing up and walking towards her book shelf and taking out a book for the shelf to divide into two revealing a secret chamber , she walked in for the shelf to close by itself . She went straight to her computer and put a call to Adams, for the call to be picked on the second ring . ". Hey, how's it going over there " Adam asked to receive a question from Angel. ". What's the situation " ? Adam smiled " you didn't even reply to my greeting " Adam said to receive a glare from Angel.

He didn’t bother to know where he threw it to as his mind was just on the woman standing half naked with just her red panties. Red panties! The sight was so erotic to him that he felt his cock twitch in his briefs. She was a natural seduction. Getting suddenly conscious of her half-naked state, Madeline covered her boobs with her hands and shyly looked away from him. Her heartbeat escalated at the sight of the lustful look on his face. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hello guys!!! Please tell me what you think about this chapter. Don’t be a silent reader and give out your opinions. If we get more votes this week or this month, I’ll give out a mass release. Pls keep voting and keep commenting. I’m

“Hard and deep, for hours, until she screams herself hoarse with pleasure. They say his cock is thick as a man’s wrist and he never tires. And the blessings… gods, her family’s fields burst with grain, their coffers overflow with gold, and every child born after is strong and beautiful. Who wouldn’t want to be the one he chooses?” I had stood ankle-deep in the stream, scrubbing a tunic in silence while my stomach twisted. I wanted none of it. Not the beast. Not the endless rutting they described like some holy ecstasy. Not the fate of being dragged away to whatever shadowed lair he called home, to be claimed and bred and kept like a prized possession. I was nineteen summers old. My fingers w

The old cabin creaked under the weight of the nearing full moon. Elara pushed open the heavy wooden door, her black cloak still smelling like dried herbs and candle smoke from the shop. The moment she stepped inside, the scent was thick, musky, animal--Rowan’s scent. Pure heat. Rowan was already waiting. She paced near the stone fireplace, shirtless, sweat glistening on her toned stomach and small, firm breasts. Her eyes glowed amber in the low light. The pre-shift heat had her feral tonight. Veins stood out on her forearms, claws already halfway out.

“What didn’t I dare do?” His jaw tightened. “You’re completely out of control. Wild. Untamed. You think this is acceptable?” She smiled slowly “Untamed?” she echoed. “You’ve been using the word like it offends me.” She took a step closer. “Let me give you something better to complain about.” Nyx surged forward, eager, and Anabella didn’t hold her back this time. The pressure in the air shifted again, sharper and more heavier, the kind that made even breathing feel wrong.

Slowly, I got to my knees on the chill floor while my hands were behind tied. ‘Good boy,’ she grated, a smirk on her lips. ‘Now get naked. Slowly. Show me what a thief gets.’ My face grew hot, but I complied: One-handed was doing the job of unbuttoning my shirt, which then slipped down. Shoes off, then socks. Down went pants, kicked to one side. Underwear were the last to go. I stood naked, with a cock already half-hard from embarrassment. She did a slow turn around me, her heels echoing. 'Count what you stole,' she told me, taking a wooden ruler from the counter. 'Eight. That's eight spanks on your butt.'

"So, what's up with this mate business, anyway? How's it different than a human couple? And why do you assume my aunt mated with someone?" "Usemi mates are bonded by ..." Zander's previous amusement dissolved and he paused to clear his throat. "It's called the aramusatu." His eyes shot my way before dropping to the floor. "I, uh, heard Dubois had a true mate. That kind of thing makes news, you see. I figured her mate was in Eden ... that's the name of my home. But I suppose she'd never have left if he was." When he said Eden, I imagined waterfalls and lush forests, lions playing with lambs and a man and woman walking around wearing leaves.

It was such a basic activity that I didn't see what happened next. "Sir, I detect a different smell at the edge of the forest, right at the beginning of the prairie, near the boundary with the South Pack," said André, one of the most promising newcomers. "The smell is both human and wolf at the same time, but it feels like a kind of rot surrounding it." I frowned and let my wolf Alfie come to the surface. When I inhaled, I felt my whole body warm up, and without thinking of anything else, I followed the trail of that scent. The fragrance was unique, and I knew it belonged to a woman who smelled of roses.