Selfish Yonkagor Novels & Stories

After being reprimanded by his precious daughter, he lost his original temper, and it was replaced with a childlike grievance. Yahiko was not very happy when he heard Nanako asking him to blow out the candles. He threw a childish tantrum and grunted, “I don’t want to blow out the candles! My fiftieth birthday is such an important birthday, but I have to be carried up on the plane in the end. It’s simply too sloppy and perfunctory!”

"Good to see you again, Onyx, hope you all missed me but I don't think you did since you dropped your guard again," Onyx got into a fight stance and bared her teeth. "If you want Black Fur Pack, you have to get through me first," Yarkona laughed. "Do you think you are a match for me, you are delusional. It's only a matter of time before My Lycan defeats yours and Black Fur Pack would be mine again," Onyx matched her smirk. "Between us, you're the delusional one, do you think your Lycan would be able to defeat mine, I believe you have another thing coming, Yarkona!"

Herman ordered. Joan, with her wobbling knees, hurried to find a basin of lukewarm water and towels. A minute later, I stopped convulsing. The next thing I knew, I was biting Herman's neck, tearing his flesh. When Kali grabbed me away from Herman, I turned to her and bit her neck too. Sucking and feeding on her, draining her blood... Moments later, Joan arrived carrying a small basin of water and towels. I jumped at her so fast she didn't realize what was happening until I tore the flesh on her neck, where her carotid arteries were.

When Theon himself told me it was over… it made clear all I was to him: A simple pass time. I couldn’t just sit here doing nothing, but then why did I feel like I didn’t want to do anything but wallow? "Well even if you want to! You can’t." I told myself, sitting up and taking a deep breath. "I am Yileyna De'Lacor, and I am not going to let a man make me lose sight of my goals."

“Until I stole it from him.” “So what?” Jonah licks his upper teeth. He’d spit, I think, if some part of his sense of civility didn’t stop him. “Do you want me to thank you for sending so many people to their grave because of your little argument with this … What’s his name? Yannick Grachev?” He’s so fucking smug that it takes everything in me not to grab him by his stupid tie and beat him bloody. “For a man who gets off on telling people what to do, you should listen more.”

Alpha Yagos ( So what do you think of them Otis? ) [ well they definitely seem to be serious about getting in on the action and by the Goddess those girls they brought did things to me! did you see how nice and brown they all are? like caramel just waiting to be licked and swallowed ] ( I think I'm gonna take the risk you know ) [ what risk Jonathan? ] ( of my mate killing me for taking and touching another woman! ) I can't help but laugh and shake my head [ I am almost tempted to do the same my friend, just almost but we shall see, by the way where is the money? ] ( I will ask the guys to bring it for us, I don't think it came out of the van ) I watch as his eyes frost over and we both wait