Plunderer Hina Novels & Stories

Chapter 116: The Business of Desire The sun was high in the sky, marking the beginning of what would be a long day of business negotiations. Hana, dressed in a sleek, form-fitting outfit that radiated power and elegance, was ready to lead the discussions with the Alphas from the southern packs. Each of these meetings was crucial for securing the trade alliances that would alleviate their pack’s recent hardships. However, there was an undercurrent of tension that Hana was already aware of: these Alphas, though respected leaders, often let their primal instincts cloud their judgment, especially when dealing with a Luna as striking and commanding as Hana.

“You have come a long way and you can no longer refuse now. You have to be brave and strengthen yourself, Drakaina. The fate of your friends, family, and other people who lives in those biomes is up to you.” Hana instantly recalls all of her memories, beginning with her mother and father and ending with the day of her journey with Chen and Keiynan. “I am ready!” Hana said, boldly and sternly. “Now, drink it all.” Hana drank all the water and then, “Now wha–” She gradually gets a weird feeling, as if her surroundings are spinning around her, and her eyesight becomes fuzzy, until she loses strength and falls horizontally to the ground.

With this girl help, i’m sure i can control my power. Akira: Shall we start? Hana: You, take the first move. ◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇ Kasumi pov Seeing Akira dragging Hana toward one of the room, i can’t help but burning on my own jealousy. Why only her that get the reward..

Her cunt muscles clenched and unclenched around the rubbery plastic toy working it's magic on her cunt and mind, as Hina sobbed while being brutally fucked on the TV before her. "Oh yes oh yes oh yes... sir... maalik... maalik... harder... please... oh you are so good to me... please... harder..." she begged as she approached her orgasm. Little red welts had appeared on her ass and she was grinding against the table, her head bobbing up and down with every strike.

He killed almost half of the entire world, and there was chaos and bloodshed all over, and the humans began to lose hope in everything and decided to just let go and die in the hands of the rogue angel, he was just too fast and strong for the entire word to handle. But there was a particular woman that never gave up she was called, Hinamori. The tigress of all time, she made research and did lots of findings to come up with a way to deal with the crucial matter, she spent years perpetrating all these, but by then almost the entire human race was virtually wiped out. She later found a place deep down in the mountains that encompasses dark ruins of ancient times, that was the only way she thou

I returned to the treehouse in search of consolation, only to find Hina disturbed by my presence. "I sincerely apologize for causing you any trouble, Lady Sansa," nervously Hina replied, her eyes filled with sadness. "Who did this to you?" I inquired, hoping to lighten her load. My attention was drawn to the scar on her wrist, a sad reminder of her history. Hina was deafeningly quiet, her eyes betraying the maelstrom of emotions raging within her. "Don't be afraid," I said softly and comfortingly. Still, she kept her secret hidden, and I realized that certain scars were too deep to be expressed. I was no stranger to keeping secrets, but in Hina, I felt a kindred spirit—a fellow fighter in th

On the other side of the fire, lying on her side on a shaggy rug on the ground, was Hina. “Ah there you are. Alyse, Lunaya, thank you for coming. You can go Elaine” I turned to look at Elaine as she nodded her head and threw me a quick glare before turning around and leaving. “Come, join me” Hina called to us. We walked around the fire to where Hina was lying, and my mouth nearly hit the floor. It’s a wolf pelt, she isn’t laying on a rug. It’s a fucking werewolf pelt. The shaggy grey fur was long and looked soft. It was sprawled out on the ground with the claws and head still attached. I couldn’t hide the disgust on my face as I eyed the pelt. Hina was wearing a flimsy slip dress that expose

"So I hear you identified a Hybrid, well done" "Its not that much of a feat" Danté said reaching for his fridge "Beer?" "Yes please" Of the three hunters that made the final tryouts Danté and Vincent where like brothers, the third was a huntress named Xena and she herself was gone with the wind to Danté, he hasn't seen her in years. The two sat down and cracked the cold beverages "Anything I should know about her?" "Not much I can really say... Accept" Danté brushed his chin.

I grinned slightly, spit out my gum I still had tucked in between my cheek and gum as I headed back to my single story home. My real name is Hera Constantine, a five hundred and thirty eight year old le femme vampire who is a paid assassin for the uber elite, there are only a handful of us. I'm petite, ruthless and very blunt. My clients call me Pandora because I listen to my playlists on the app as I make my kills. I hate other vampires although not many remain, after the governments of the world started destroying us, but that's another story. I have one rule, I won't kill anyone under eighteen. There are others that kill kids, but I'm not one of them. I live by myself and have no desire t

I needed to tell Susan to get a dozen more for the weekend, or I would suffer withdrawal symptoms. “Did he tell you anything else?” I asked, bringing her coffee and the cupcakes to the table. Trisha sat down opposite her. Amy raised her eyebrows, like gathering her thoughts through the fog of exhaustion in her head. “He was born there when the asylum was still open, and remained there after the courts closed it. Plenty of bad vibes around to feast on for centuries. He’d never paid attention to the living until our lovely Haunter came around. Looks like he started calling on any and all entities around. He invited them to use his and his teammates’ energy to manifest. Kujo thought why not try