Ragdoll Novel Novels & Stories

Let her step into his new home. Miss Riggins pushed the door open ever-so-slightly, and stepped inside. Once her foot crossed into the shadows, Gibbon lurched forward, out of the darkness, and with one hand around her neck, the other against her mouth so there would be no scream, he dragged her backward into the black, nudging the door closed with his foot as he did so.

Gayle asked suddenly, making me jump. “I’m just trying to get a book,” I said, pointing. “That one.” “Normally, you’d ask permission,” she said, “but Keith and I have another way.” “What way?” “Jump and grab it. You’re a wolf.” “The impact might send the shelf crashing down.” “I’ll hold it,” she said with a grin. “Fair.” I jumped, snagged the book, and landed lightly. As I turned, Gayle eyed the cover. “What are you actually looking for?”

I bowed my head in defeat. "Why must you be so cruel to me?" BANG! I felt thick liquid pour onto my lap and my heart stopped for a moment. In front of me was a tall muscular man with long dirty brown hair and light brown eyes. His face was graceful but… in his right hand was the rogue from earlier who was taunting me. The muscles in his face were scrunched up and his head was bleeding. "Finally," The man spoke and I felt my body tingle with goosebumps. "I find my kill." With that, he crushed the man's head with his fist and it exploded, leaving behind splatters of blood as he tossed the body aside.

“Oh” “And having known your daughter all these years and how adventurous and big her dreams can be, I can safely say that I suspect that it is her”, he stood up from the chair he sat on, “What do you think Marcella? is your daughter in the arms of a rogue and out stealing the only detailed book on the heart of magic, written by ancient dragons that have ceased to exist?”. His eyes were alit with a hint of anger. *** “Where is this place?”, Raisel asked.

The Goblin fell with a shriek, and a Minotaur stepped over and finished it with its own axe. Caulan looked down at Furgus and nodded. Furgus gave the big Minotaur a salute before turning again to see Randey and Keyla. He hesitated, and smiled. “So, you’re still alive! Good to see you, lad!” “And you, Furgus!” The Dwarf nodded approvingly at the Styrha in his hand. Randey gave him a quick smile.

Before she could even process the words, her body began to shift, Her limbs elongated, fur sprouting across her skin as her senses sharpened, her body taking on a new form entirely. . Within moments, she was standing on four powerful legs, she had transformed into Dora.. “I’m ready,” Dora whispered, a growl of her own rising from deep within her chest. She lowered her head, ready to fight. The rogue wolf lunged at her with terrifying speed. She dodged, as she swiped at the rogue's exposed side. The rogue wolf howled in pain but quickly retaliated, its sharp teeth catching Dora’s flank. Pain flared as the rogue’s teeth sank deep into her side, but she pushed through it, retaliating with anoth

All my men kept saying she was the wettest woman they've ever touched. Zack no longer could contain his fury and hatred upon hearing that. He rushed toward the man. However, he was no match for a drug dealer who had lived through hell and back. The man sent Zack flying with just a kick. Blood trickled down the corner of Zack's mouth as he collapsed hard onto the ground. My heart ached. I rushed over to stand in front of Zack, wanting to stop the man. Yet, his fist went straight through my body. Only then did I remember that I was already dead, with only a lingering soul left.

But since then, I have been trying to build an immunity to liquid silver and wolfsbane by exposing myself to it each day. A mist of some sort falls around me and the feral rogues. Red drags herself outside the border. How was she able to get past my order? I never heard of an Omega being able to do so. I force Raven to let me shift back so I can order her to go back, but the words die on my lips as a feral rogue gets behind her, makes her stand, and puts a silver knife at the base of her neck. Blood appears. “No!”

The woman fell to the floor. Thrashing and writhing like a convulsing patient. Pulling at her hoodie like it was offensive. Red hair spilt out, causing gasps and murmurs. Then she went still.

Though I knew he wouldn’t, that would be too easy, he wanted me to suffer. He wanted me to submit to his will. He wanted me to bow before him as the others did. I won’t. I cried as I used all the toilet roll I could find to wipe away the blood, my entire body trembling, once finished I managed to make my way to the closet, pulling out a fresh jumper and some bottoms that I could tie at the waist. It wasn’t much, but it would keep me warm. I watched the door, concentrating as I listened for any movement from Dorian, his voice bellowing from somewhere in the castle and whilst I couldn’t make out the words, I knew that he wouldn’t be back anytime soon. I pulled the bloodstained sheets off the b