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Novel: Soul Shard Captor [BL Version] Series: World & Soul Bureau Series Author: Lucy Pan Dora Started serializing on: 27th of June, 2020 On Goodnovel since: 6th of October, 2020 === LINKS === Support the author: ko-fi.com/lucypandora Author website: lucypandora.com Discord: lucypandora.com/discord === RELEASE RATE === 🔹 new chapter every day at a random time

Fuck, this could be bad for me. Gunner’s mother came running from the house to where everyone had gathered. They talked for a little before she turned her attention to the prisoner. I think it's pretty safe to discredit my original theory, I don’t believe this is a hostage situation. There was a quick panicked shuffle and my view was blocked by the crowd. When they parted again, the half-breed, Doyle, had the prisoner up in the air and was roaring in his face. Zelena was on her ass on the ground and Gunner’s mother was trying to pull the man free. He couldn’t possibly be defending her too. Does this bitch have all the men around her whipped into submission. Doyle promised to kill me, but her

He had turned me sideways so I doubted Ephraim could see what he was doing. His deep words washed over me as he parted my folds. “Lei sta bene.” (She’s fine). My fingers clenched and unclenched in their binds as he cupped my whole pûssy before he slipped one longer finger through my wetness. I shuddered. My thighs clenching, trapping his fingers as he continued to talk to Ephraim. “Dimmi ancora cosa posso o non posso fare con il mio prigioniero e non lo farai.” (Tell me again what I can or cannot do with my captive and you won’t be.)

she paused glancing at Anna, " but you will be different, You're now witch and vamp, Anna." "She's like Khloe?" Liam asked. "Yes, hybrids of vampire high class are powerful," Abigail replied. "I'm immortal?" Anna stated. Abigail nodded, "you are." ------------------- [A/N] Hey Ya'll. I hope you're all doing fine. I saw that book 2 reached 54 reviews and I want to thank all of you for reading and reviewing! I appreciate it. As promised, here is the first chapter of BOOK 3, Azian prince of Dragons. Please leave a comment and a review. I'm back in school so it is impossible for daily updates at the moment, however, I will try to release a chapter once a week (I'm not promising).

Oritha released Zen, who collapsed bonelessly into Liu Feng’s waiting arms. At some point during the tickle torture, Zen could only receive what he was given against his will. What could he say? Liu Feng was far too skilful with his hands for any resistance. The Seer sees it all. There was nothing he could hide about his body from the expert.

Leaning closer with an overbearing gaze, the man identified himself, "Me? I am Ares, the son of Zeus and Hera. I am here to serve justice." … When Zoe regained consciousness, she found herself bound by iron chains hanging from the ceiling in an unfamiliar room. Stripped of her prison uniform, she was left only in filthy undergarments. The room had no windows at all. Zoe figured that she was in a basement. The air was so chilly that it made her teeth chatter. She started to get goosebumps all over her body. "Is anyone there? Help! Save me!" Zoe struggled to free herself as she cried out continuously, "Grandpa… Mom… Save me!"

Lucas matched the rhythm, skull-fucking her until strings of spit dangled from her chin. 'This is just the start,' Ryan grunted, gripping the rope harness for leverage, pounding her asshole harder, feeling it clench around him. 'You're ours now our bound submissive bitch. Every night, we'll tie you up, throat-fuck you raw, and destroy this hole.' Lucas groaned, swelling in her mouth. 'Fuck yeah, permanent group fucktoy.' Zoe's body shook, orgasm ripping through her from the dual invasion, her submission sealing the deal as they used her relentlessly.

Lincoln's POV I groan as another wave of desire rockets through me, and images flash inside my mind. Small hands roaming over a large muscled chest, down a toned body. I groan. Fucking hell, why is that so hot? Zahra’s hand clasped around a large hard cock, the head purplish pink. Absently I admire the cock, at the same time as horror and desire flood me in equal measure. This is what’s so fucking uncomfortable about this whole thing. I’m getting image after image of my best friend from Zahra’s point of view. The feeling and sensation she experienced when he was inside her had me seeing stars, and I can only imagine this is going to intensify once I’ve marked her too. But fucking hell, this

The bathroom door slid open with a small hiss, the illyrian princess watching as the BloodHound exited with powerful and determined strides, his combat-trained body completely nude and damp, small droplets of water still dripping from the tips of his hair and certain areas of skin. He carefully cradled the apparently unconscious little earthian in between his arms, her body equally bare and wet, leaving small trails of water over the floor as he carried her all the way towards the bed. "The Alpha will have your head for this. And your mating organ," Meoni observed in laxian language, keeping a neutral expression.

Zoey snapped. "My dream, which is my mission, is to partner with the prince so I can better work out my aim of driving Pandora out of the throne. Before I go into this, I need to start with the imprisonment issue. Douglas has been in prison custody for several years now without anything said or done about his case. I'll use this basically and other crimes committed by Pandora to portray her in the black light. Any suggestions?" "Yes, I have my lady!" Eva said. "Remember Emily," I joked. She smiled and nodded. "What's your suggestion Eva?"