Novel & Cerita Skinhunger

Kira’s brown eyes narrowed as she looked at her from top to bottom. With her finger now in Emory’s face, Kira scolded, “I can’t believe you think you’re not attending the hunter’s moon celebration.” In her disapproving tone, Aunt Kinshra shouted, “When you’re here, you barbarian, you use your inside voice!” “Sheesh! My apologies, aunt Kinshra,” Kira said as she dragged Emory out onto the porch and locked the door behind her. “What’s your excuse this time? Do you want to die alone, without a mate to worship you?”

she asked. Keegan nodded, then lowered his voice, "And there's also the hunger effect." Schemer! Stella's gaze lingered on Keegan's waist and abdomen for a moment, then she whispered, "Where else have you been working out?"

The other end picked up and I said I need a donor now. My office was only a few blocks away and it took all my willpower to make it there and not suck the life out of some random person on the street. When I made it to my office my donor was waiting for me and I didn’t hesitate and took her in my arms and sunk my teeth right into her flesh, trying to stop the hunger that was taking over inside of me. I drank until I felt the body in my arms losing conscience and knew I had to stop or I was going to kill her but the hunger inside of me wasn’t even remotely satisfied. I pulled away and laid the body onto the floor and made another call for another and a cleanup crew.

I could tell by their appearances, their skin sagged to their bodies, their bones were evident through the layer of epidermis, they looked malnourished, both of their faces were sunk in. " Excuse us, Have you been staying here long?" Sven asked them, watching them as they knawed into the bread without teeth.The woman didn't seem like she wanted to help, she just continued eating while the man kept looking at her for approval to talk.Sven, bending down, opened his wallet. The woman's eyes widened at the sight of the crisp bills inside. " I'll ask you once more. How long have you two been here and did you see anybody else?"

I can't even compare the pain to anything. "Dammit! I got blood on my shoe!" Alison huffed, checking her stiletto. The very stiletto that just pierced the back of my hand."It wouldn't have happened if this freak wasn't a part of our school!" Karen Alison's sidekick chirped. Alison smirked. "You know what? You're right! Elle should just do the world a favor and disappear!"

Skye It’s been few months since the visit from Hunter’s grandparents and it’s been really peaceful during that time. There were no rogue attacks, no hostile Undeads and no troubles whatsoever. Apart from our little monsters not letting us sleep. They’re really fussy and they keep crying and screaming all the time. Adrian is hungrier that ever, needing to be fed Hunter’s blood around 20 times a day. He drinks about a gallon of blood daily and I’m scared that it’ll affect Hunter’s health. He always shrugs it off, but it’s still worrying me.

Victor Husley stood at the of bustling art gallery, his sharp eyes were scanning the room with his predatory gaze. The clinking of glasses and low conversations were filling the air, but his mind was somewhere else. Events like these were more of an obligation than a pleasure, a place to rub shoulders with other wealthy people and nod at the approval of overpriced paintings. His tailor suit fit him perfectly, seeing his broad shoulders and powerful build, while his expression was cold which keeps strangers at a safe distance.

FORBIDDEN CRAVINGS Story 1: His Little Secret (Lila’s POV) I woke up with my body still humming from last night. My pussy felt sore and sticky — Ethan’s cum had dried on my thighs, but I could still feel the ghost of his thick cock stretching me while Alex listened from his room. My cheeks burned as I remembered moaning louder on purpose. I had wanted my brother to hear me. I slipped on a tiny white tank top and pink cotton shorts with nothing underneath. My nipples were already hard against the thin fabric. When I walked into the kitchen, Alex was already there.

"Why would you pinch yourself? I like you, alright?" As expected, the moment he heard the word "like", he smiled like a golden retriever. What a big baby. I deliberately tapped my finger on the last message Anita had sent and said, "I disagree with the part where she called you a mature man." Would a mature man ask me whether I loved him so many times a day? I had a reasonable suspicion that Ethan's birthday had been registered wrongly, too. How was he a Capricorn? He was clearly Cancer, Scorpio, or Pisces!

Nevertheless, I answer her call, because ignoring her was also another problem waiting to burst in my face. "Sweetheart, there's a bag! I know I tell you that they are all amazing, but this is really one of a kind. I’ll die happy if I have this bag!" She goes off about some limited-edition bag as if it will cure the Loom or solve world hunger. At the end of her speech, she says proudly, "What do you think? It’s only 17k. That practically is a steal, right?" "Clara, you understand that many members of this pack have not been able to go to work for several months. For those who cannot work at home, they are basically dependent on the Pack House to provide their feeding from day to day."