Something Wilder Novels & Stories

Ryan grunted. "Okay," Wild said, feeling how upset and angry Ryan was with Monika. "Let's go for a run. We might feel better" Wild suggested. "You're right... It will definitely make me feel better," He said and walked out of the mansion, then morphed into a wolf to go for a long run and calm himself. Wild was running at a higher speed when a girl's sob fell on his ear. He ceased his speed, and then his eyes shot up, and his heart started beating at higher speed.

But it was as if everything had been erased from my mind, leaving only the last twenty-four hours, which had been nothing but a nightmare. The two were all full an hour later, and the two men's conversation had died away. I was still deep in thought, but as I snuggled into a thick blanket, I gradually felt my body relax. My experience here in the wilderness can be frightening, but it also provides opportunities to personally experience wilderness. In a rapidly urbanizing world, understanding the benefits of interacting with nature is critical for maintaining and improving well-being. In the back of my mind, the little girl's words kept ringing.

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have found me so fast. She shoved the thought down. Hard. Across the yard, Jasmine and Kika were locked in a brutal spar. Jasmine—wild cat number 89—was dominating, landing elbow strikes and knee drives that had Kika (101) staggering. Serial stood at the edge of the mat, arms crossed, shouting critiques. “Too slow, 101! You fight like you’re scared of pain—newsflash, it’s coming anyway!” Jasmine swept Kika’s legs; Kika hit the mat hard. Serial barked a laugh. Then her gaze shifted. Landed on Riley. A slow, predatory smile curled her lips. “Oh look who we have here,” Serial called, loud enough to draw eyes from every corner of the yard. “The runaway wild cat. Quite surprising how out of the

The sound was wild, human, and not, and the voices still didn’t stop. Her nose began to bleed, a slow, dark trickle down her lips, staining her sleeve as she wiped at it with shaking fingers. She whirled around, her eyes wide, bloodshot, glistening red. “SHUT THE FUCK UP!” The maids flinched. Lisa froze. The stranger didn’t move. Rose’s finger shot out, trembling, pointing toward her maids. “All of you!! Stop looking at me!” The thoughts slammed harder, fragmented, jagged, until she felt the edges of her mind splitting.

An ear-splitting sound blasted through the air, inaudible to humans but agony for beastfolk. The three pups hidden beneath my dress yelped in pain. Their eyes flashed crimson, their bodies swelling as if they were balloons. Guests screamed and scrambled to escape. I was rooted to the spot, a cold sweat drenching my back. Trouble. Ethan yanked me behind him, shielding me with his body. He shot Wendy a look. Her remote fizzled, sparks flying, and then, boom! It blew up in her hand. She shrieked, her hand scorched black.

He started moving so fast that she almost went crazy with ecstasy, especially when his manhood continued to pound and hit the innermost of her femininity. "Oh, do that again; hit that part again, baby, mmmnnnn, Andrew." Only now did Lana find out that there was also a part inside her that, when the young man hit, she really couldn't explain how intense the delicious shiver was and is driving her wild. "There you go, my god, Andrew, it’s coming out! Oh sh*t! Shit, I’m coming!" Lana said weakly, followed by a long and accented moan of happiness.

With reverence, he began to recite the sacred vows that would bind Gabby and me together in holy matrimony. "Gabriella Gomez, do you take Kyra Wilder to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?" "I do," Gabby's voice, filled with emotion, rang out clear and resolute, her eyes locked with mine, a silent promise etched in their depths.

I yanked his arms away from the table. "Where are you going?" one girl asked, and I stared at her before responding. "Can I get my date back?" "Aren't you deaf, bitch?" "What did you say?" "Bitch," "Enough, lady, don't you even dare touch her," Wilder said as she tried to yank my hair. "I didn't agree for a drink yet you grabbed me, I didn't mean to be rude that's why I let you, but if you're going to hurt, Summer, you need to go through me,"

He nipped his way up my neck until he reached my ear and whispered, “You’re bad, Brenda. You’re bad and I fucking love it.” “I prefer wild,” I breathed out, finishing on a moan. “You’re bad and you’re wild.” He picked up his pace. “You’re my wild, tempting bitch. Don’t go soft on me.” I laughed, my fists clenching above my head. “Never.” And when I cummed, it was hard and it was wild.