Sexy Shelob Novels & Stories

"Stay behind me," I commanded, positioning myself between him and the oncoming threat. My transformation was swift, a seamless melding of human and beast as Shelly emerged in full glory, fur bristling with the promise of retribution. No rogue would lay a claw on him-not while my heart still beat with the fierce love that only a Luna Queen could harbor.

The sorceress' structure started to move, her highlights twisting and mutilating as she released a dim, eldritch power that I had never seen. "Silly young lady," Selene growled, her voice extending and misshaping. "You figure your forsaken sorcery can stop me?" I staggered back, my eyes augmenting in dread as Selene's body kept on changing, her appendages prolonging and her elements curving into something both barbaric and alarming.

Henrietta's POV: I didn't lie when I told Sir Cornel that I and my brother became strays three years ago. But I did lie when I told him that I couldn't remember anything from my life before becoming a stray. My brother and I were the illegitimate children of Alpha Adam, the Alpha of Highbrow pack in the South. He and my mum, Sherry, had a secret relationship which produced me and my brother. Because my dad was already married and his Luna was a fierce woman who would not hesitate to kill my mother and us if we were ever discovered, we had to stay hidden.

I whispered, hot tears pooling rapidly along my cheeks. The sharp click of the doorknob turning instantly paralyzed me with fear. Hearing the heavy, distinct footsteps of the monster approaching the bed, I renewed my frantic struggles against the ropes. "I wouldn't even bother trying that if I were you, my love," Archie murmured smoothly. When I snapped my head in his direction, I was met with a sickening, triumphant grin. He looked genuinely amused by the sight of me lying there completely defenseless.

Shifting myself to the edge, the next few moments had me in a daze as I felt the leather material once grasped in one hand, wrap around my throat, almost pulling taut against my airways. Flinching, as well as letting out a panicked exhale, he brought his fingers to my chin, making my head tilt back. The brisk act put a smile on the sadist's face, soon impelling a wave of familiarity over me as I endured the recognizable moves. He mimicked the love letter I had only read a few hours prior, one I mentally titled-Moonlight sonata.

The full moon hit like a hammer. One moment I was breathing through the pain, trying to hold myself together. The next my body was tearing itself apart. I cried out and fell hard against Julian. The veil aura exploded around us, bright enough to blind, lighting up every corner of the stone chamber. My bones cracked and shifted. Fur rippled across my skin in fast rolling waves. I could not hold it back anymore. Julian grabbed me, his own body already shaking hard against mine. “I have you,” he growled, voice rough with his wolf pushing forward. “Stop fighting it Selina,Just Let it happen. I am right here.”

“She smells of dirt. How could the Moon Goddess be so cruel?” Draken sat on his throne, like a god of war in black leather and gold. Beside him stood Kael, who smiled and gave me a small supportive nod. But it was the three people standing in the front row that made cold run through my legs . Selena, a high-ranking she-wolf with silver hair and blue eyes, stepped forward first. She didn't bow, she tilted. “So, this is the miracle,” She whined. The smell of bitter almonds filling the air. “A girl who can’t even hold a shift, sitting on a throne that has been empty for decades. Tell me, Draken, is she to rule, or just for... breeding?”

The moon hung low in the night sky, casting its silvery glow on the hidden corners of Chloe's world. The air was heavy with the scent of pine and anticipation as Chloe, now a werewolf, patrolled the edges of the supernatural and mortal realms. The ritual had left her with a heightened sense of awareness, a fusion of strength and vulnerability. As Chloe moved through the shadows, she sensed a presence—a familiar aura that set her on edge. Caleb emerged from the darkness, his figure cloaked in moonlight. His eyes, once filled with resentment, now held a different emotion—vulnerability.

Protect the path she must return through. Selene stepped forward, weaving luminous sigils with terrifying ease. “Shadow Knight! Strengthen your barrier—I’ll reinforce the outer ring!” “Stay out of my way,” Kael snarled. “Oh, darling,” Selene purred, “I’m trying to keep you from dying.” She slammed her palms together—golden luminousness exploded outward, intertwining with Kael’s shadows, forming a reinforced cage around the rift's edge. Creatures shrieked in fury, clawing at the barrier.

Giving a small bow again he hurried off into the dead night Shelia’s POV Looking at the ruby pendant for the hundredth time,I couldn't decipher on what was so special about it,my long blond hair was packed in a messy bun as my silver eyes reflected the moon, my eyes as I was told by Damien was the mirror reflecting the heart,and I had a good heart and a clear eyes…not anymore,it was full of anger and desperation,sorrow and unfiltered raw courage my room was on one of the top floors of the castle, grabbing my sword I shifted a few feet back as I looked up at the moon ‘1…2…3’ I murmured as I immediately jumped the building making a huge thud on the floor, I had too much to do than look pretty