Prisoner Zuko Ao3 Novels & Stories

Shinsuke Takeda's men felt the aura of death. They wanted to fight back, but when they saw the excellent equipment of Wu Jiu's men, they lost the courage to fight back. "Shinsuke Takeda, you want me to fill the python's stomach, don't you? It's cruel enough. Now I'll let you know what it means to be trapped in a cocoon." Zhou Tian said in a cold voice, and then threw Shinsuke Takeda to the python.

he growls. I feel my body get yanked forcefully, a shriek of surprise escaping me as I suddenly find myself on my back staring up at an imposing-looking Azadou. His intense purple eyes stare down at me like a wild beast who has captured and cornered its unsuspecting prey. He fists his already hard cock in his hand, brandishing it like a 13-inch weapon as he strokes its full length. His cock’s inhuman size hovers over me, its length compared to my human body making my mind ring with alarm bells and yet, despite the panic coursing through my body, I feel the wetness build in my pussy and trickle out of me like some hedonistic woman under the thrall over an incubus.

"Completely." Zeta snorts and steps inside. His boots are quiet on the polished floor. "Good. Because I actually came with an idea." That sobers us both. The warmth drains from the room replaced by something colder. More focused. Damon hand slides from my waist but his fingers brush mine as he moves. Damon gestures toward a chair. "Talk." Zeta does not sit. Instead he stands near the window with sunlight cutting across his face. "There is a prisoner we have been underutilizing," he says. "Colina."

MOCKED NARRATOR’S POV Jaden sat in the cold and dimly lit dungeon, his wrists bound by silver chains that drain his strength. Alpha Zain and Princess Sophie stood before him, their faces contorted with superiority and disdain. They hurled insults and taunts at him, trying to provoke a reaction, but Jaden remained silent, his eyes filled with a mix of defiance and pain. "Look at you, Jaden," Alpha Zain sneered. "A supposed prince reduced to a mere prisoner. Willow has left you for a real alpha, someone worthy of her."

“Prince Haydn? Why him?” Jules shrugged slightly. “You know a feral Xeus will never be safe,” he said, looking at his hands. “He’ll be caught, sooner or later. So I just wanted to make sure he’s caught by the good guys. Mother always said how good and fair Prince Haydn was. If the Xeus is really the one who escaped the Kadarian Opal House, it’s very likely that Prince Haydn knows him. And the prince will be fair to him regardless of the Xeus’s nationality—he’s a Pelugian happily married to a Kadarian, after all. And most importantly, Prince Haydn isn’t prejudiced against Xeus alphas—his cousin is one, too.”

King Astius asked desperately as Aroh could hardly speak straight without pausing word after word to take a breath. Then Aroh told everything to the king. In the cold dark cave where purple fires glowed on the torches attached on its stone walls, a struggling scream of anger roared like a trapped thunder until it faded into soft murmurs. "Let me go, you evil witch! You're being ridiculous!" Prince Zaeius shot a sharp glare on the cunning figure of a woman in front him. His arms were spread and tied with chains into the walls. And then another threads of chains surrounded his body from his neck down to his feet. There were wounds and bruises all over his body except his face. As he felt the

Yep, Zenah could change her voice into a lower type of a voice enough to disguise it as a man's voice. Zenah was looking at Yvrozz face then for a second, Yvrozz stood up and put the magazine whom he was holding then he start walking to her direction without any emotions that is visible on his handsome face enough for Zenah to take a step backward, while Yvrozz was taking a step forward until she was pinned on the wall.

I can't undo the test. "It seems Zor lied to us. Her body has been united with a male's," Zalu whispers after a few more seconds of no beep, and my mind goes numb for a moment as my emotions battle with one another. Pity wins eventually, and I look away from the now fragile-looking Princess. What happens to her now?

The prisoner leaned in until his forehead was only inches from the bars, full lips parted, warm breath ghosting across the narrow space. “You’re already hard, aren’t you?” Zion murmured, voice velvet and venom. “Bet your cock’s throbbing right now, leaking against your zipper. Bet you’ve been half-hard since the moment you started walking down this hall, knowing I’d be waiting for you like this. I can help with that, Warden. No one ever has to know. Just slide that key in the lock. Step inside my little world. Let me show you what it feels like when a real man puts his hands on you.”

He started going. “And where do you think you’re going?” asked princess Zuba “I am walking away; we don’t belong together” “I was going to kill you, or turn you into a vourdalak”, she told him. “But no, you will live; I have marked you with my bite”. She started crying with one eye. When Jason saw this, he returned and embraced her. He checked her face, and embraced her again with tight grip. The two were locked for some moments.