Slendrina Story Novels & Stories

The tension built with each deliberate stroke until Caelia could barely contain her frustration, a soft whimper escaping her lips. “I can wash myself!” she burst out, attempting to pull her leg free. His grip didn’t falter. “Are you listening, my love?” he asked, his voice low, rich with both amusement and warning. His eyes raked over her submerged form, the water teasing the swell of her breasts. “Lie still. Allow me to tend to every inch of you, I wish to tell you a story…the story of the first Draken and his mate.”

I was born barely 5 minutes after my brother which paved the way for the start of my misfortune, not only was I the outcast of the family, but I was also named the unwanted. We look nothing like each other, similar in name yet different in meaning. Ciranda Copper, heir to the throne of the northern shifters clan, a blessing from the moon goddess, the prince obeyed and cherished by all, and I Seranda the unwanted, named after the gods of death souls Zeranda, a creature kept in place to demonstrate pain and mystery, a representative of everything negative, which makes me stand out amidst everyone, for my stroke of bad luck and mistreatment from my family and clan.

All was well in the next few days. One day, a stranger from another kingdom, who called himself a prince, came to their land. He asked for help from the elders to support him in his quest for the throne. They refused. Svetlana had a glimpse at the man once and agreed that he was handsome. Her aunt, on the other hand, Navina, saw him once and was utterly besotted. She tried everything she could to make him fall for her, but none of her tactics worked as far as she could remember.

They fell to one of his couches, Shaine was straddling on Raphael’s lap. “I’ve been waiting for you. I’m dying to taste you,” Shaine moaned as Raphael sucked her chest. He unhooked Shaine’s bra and her breast showed to him. “You’re a little whore,” Raphael said then gripped Shaine’s hair. “Tell me what you want.” He said dangerously, his eyes burning with lust. “I w-want you, Raphael. Ughhh. Fuck your friend’s daughter. Fill me with your cock.” Raphael slapped Shaine twice before throwing a spat on her mouth, which she swallowed.

He raised his hands in surrender and backed up, “Miss please do not use the blade...” She placed the blade at the crook of his neck, “Do not push me, I will not hesitate if I have to” She pulled Dragomir but it was hard all by herself, she looked at him, “A little help here?” He scurried towards her without a word and together they pulled his limp body outside the cave. With his help, she strapped him over a horse outside" “Miss...but miss that’s my horse”, Cillin queried. She turned to glare at him, the expression on her face silenced him. She climbed the horse and rode off towards the nearby kingdom faster than she had gone before.

He hated the woman who had taken Eden. He wanted her dead. But Astrid was right. I couldn’t release Slade. Slade was unhinged, manic, crazy. Who knew what he’d do? Astrid turned to Serena then. She glared at her. Serena struggled. The warriors holding her tightened their grip. “Enough games,” Astrid said, her voice firm. “Tell us where Eden is.” “We’ve tried that,” I said to Astrid. “She won’t talk. No matter what we do. We even threatened Adrian’s life.”

Mac rushes off; Rodri, prepare yourself quickly, you will go with Leanne Rodri not understand; To where Mac preparing her bag; The kingdom of the winds rhodri surprised; Wow and when suddenly like this Mack sighs and sits across from her, holding her hands; Your stay here is dangerous for my life, they will kill you if they find out that you are my girlfriend and also pregnant, they will kill you in the worst way you can imagine, so I will run you away with Leanne rodry fearfully; What's going on Mac you scared me Why Leanne is running away Mac angrily; Are you a fool, girl, you are the one who will escape, not Lian Flean, she was permanently expelled from the kingdom because she tried to de

Leila ordered. "Yes, Miss Leila." "Dr. Aster, do you want some coffee?" "No, thank you. I already had one earlier. You may go back to your table. I'll be fine here." After a few minutes Celeste arrived. Her slim and perfect body is hugged by a body configuring, silk, white dress with a silk gray blazer on top. Her scary and domineering aura is present. Clive looked puzzled as to who is this woman in front of him right now.

I noticed he looks at me every once in a while, debating to speak or to just let me walk in peace. “Yes, it’s been a very calming time,” I said. I felt the petals of a flower between my fingers before continuing on down the path. We mainly stayed in silence, that is until I was approached by a woman I’d never seen before. “So, you’re the Kings slave?” She asked. I looked at Loren who spoke for me. I think at this moment, I’m grateful for not being able to speak to anyone besides Loren. She seemed disgusted and irritated with me. “Yes, miss Minerva.” He said.

As I offered it to him, our fingers brushed. A spark — electrical — shot straight through my veins and pooled hot between my thighs. I nearly dropped the goblet. He took it without comment, but I felt his gaze burning into me. When he finally spoke again, his words seemed meant only for me. “Girl. What is your name?” “Scheur, Your Majesty,” I whispered, curtsying with my head bowed. “Hmm.” He took a slow sip. “You may leave.” I fled the room as if the hounds of hell were at my heels, heart hammering, thighs embarrassingly slick.