Ron Weasley Hot Novels & Stories

He truly doesn’t want to be with me. The door flies open and Conner comes racing in. “Rayne!” he yells and see Reese holding me in the shower. “What’s wrong with her?” “She’s in heat.” Reese tells Conner. “What the hell does that mean?” Conner asks as he approaches us still naked from the run he was just on.

She would need a man so bad, so much that sheight even be willing to accept Alpha Leo I have experienced my own heats, of course- all female werewolves do. But what Alora experiences because of my herbs is something far more intense, far more uncontrollable and too frequent. Normally, heat can be controlled. But when I induce Alora’s own, it cannot be controlled

Staring at her for a few seconds was enough to give me a boner and it stirred a reaction from my werewolf who growled and muttered a sultry word in my head. ‘’she looks so hot that I feel like leaving my chair and fucking her,’’ he said and I was dumbfounded because my werewolf barely talked dirty about Lorena. It was always Draca who was the sex maniac. If my wolf could react like that just by seeing her, I wondered how Draca was going to react around her.

"Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?... Next time there's a ball ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort" — Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "Mey!" Relief washed over Jess's face. "Where were you? We've been looking for you." She stole one curious glance at Ty. "And why are you with Ty?"

Wren raised her head looking closely at the three Ladies surrounded by the Male Aurorae. “Why aren’t they fighting yet, should I take out few of them before going back to my room.” She smirked while slowly sliding her head down. "Hmmm? My Princess didn't they look familiar to you?" Skylark asked about the appearance of the Male Aurorae. — “So that is your potency. Telekinesis?” The Male Aurora stroke his red beard. “For the last time, Lady June the Divine Humane, you are basically surrounded and I know there’s an ambush waiting somewhere so if you can’t call them out right now things will be ugly for you girls.”

I yell at him. No one else besides me and Willow could get away with putting him in his place. Willow didn’t care that he was an alpha. She had a strength and temper to rival his at times, but just like him she can be the kindest and most compassionate person I have ever met. She was made to be a Luna; she just doesn’t know it yet. Ronan is one of the greatest people in the world with a heart of gold and I honestly think his pride is just hurt.

She is almost sure there is a witch helping him , to be honest apart from the maids and guards we never saw anyone else . I was lost in my own thoughts in the shower. Without my wolf's extra senses I never heard Orion enter the bathroom and nearly shit a brick when he opened the shower screen . Looking at my handsome mate from head to toe I can't help but lick my lips as I take in his delicious sculpted abs and his huge erect cock that is waiting to be worshipped .

Harry Evermore was the forensics department's techno-geek. He was a wizard with anything related to computers and machines. He was tall, skinny with shoulder-length black hair and glasses. Likewise, he didn't need the glasses, though. He had a perfect vision, but they made him look nerdy. He was also a werewolf, an omega to be precise. “Harry, can you hook up the dashcam to my laptop?” asked Clara, the object of his affection. “We'll be able to see things a lot better on my screen.”

“…I really need to start training again. I never realized how many calories shifting burned.” “I hear you and Giovanni train pretty hard already.” I replied smoothly, my lips twitching as I resisted the urge to laugh. She flicked her chestnut hair over her shoulder and scoffed, “Tristan’s an asshole.” Rowena flitted into the room, a blur of auburn hair and pale skin. Like a hummingbird, she was light on her feet. She rummaged through trunks, glass bottles clinking and papers scratching against one another as she pulled out everything she was looking for.

Caroline replied. “Ahem! Ahem! HIM. Are you not going to take my brother-in-law’s name?” She teased. “It’s not like that,” Caroline muttered, throwing a cushion at her. * Otherside!! ‘I can smell the faint fragrance of our mate from Mr. Weasley’s clothes.’ Bolt muttered when they hugged each other. ‘You’re overthinking. It might belong to his daughter.’ Artemis reasoned out. ‘Nope. My nose clearly remembers the fragrance of Ms. Weasley from yesterday.’ Bolt argued.