Tamer Synonym Novels & Stories

"Pretend that you're interested in him to keep him happy while we plot behind his back." Jack stared at his mate. "Should you really be discussing your plans with me being here?" Tanja rolled her eyes at him. "Dude, you're already mine—you just don't know it yet." Jack almost choked. The wyvern-shifter had never dealt with such a free-spoken woman before. Tanja was like a new type of species in his eyes, one that both frightened and excited him. "I hate to admit it, but Tanja is right," Asher was suddenly serious and met Harper's eyes. "You to wrap Liam around your finger to your best ability. And in the meantime, we can try to think of a plan."

I winced. "Servano!" I whispered. But this time, I ride along. My body is now facing his, still gently choking me. I licked my lower lip and put the same hand on my nape. Our body is closer, I can feel his hard cock. "Yutengco," he sexily called my name. "I knew you missed me." "But what's the point if I can't even taste you?" I asked. "You can always do that." He smirked and opened his zipper, offering me his hard cock.

I squint at her, wondering where this conversation is going to lead me, however, I don't lose much by answering her. " I know that they have three different forms: wolf, wolf hybrid and human. They have over-developed senses, and are very strong. They are however vulnerable to silver weapons." Afterwards, apart from the fact that I have one who doesn't want to let me go, and who is burning my brain from a distance, I don't know anything else. The alpha growls in the background, but Jessica raises her hand to calm the wolf's ardor before continuing: " It is not enough and some data is erroneous..."

she introduced herself, her voice smooth and commanding, "and this is Tamar." Damien shook her hand firmly, his own demeanor polite but tinged with curiosity. "Damien," he replied, his voice steady. "One of Zeke's lovers." Zeke wrapped an arm around Damien's waist in a show of pride, pulling him closer as he nodded toward Tamar. "Say hi, Tamar," Imelda prompted, and Tamar waved with a bright, "Hi there!" her eyes sparkling with interest.

That morning, Tanya had made a mistake during a group drill, and then I heard Tarek mutter something under his breath about “the Alpha’s pet project.” Some of the other warriors who were standing close to him let out low chuckles and while I didn't think Tanya heard him, I definitely did. The growl rose in my throat before I could stop it. “Watch your mouth, Tarek.” He blinked, surprised. “What? I didn’t—” “You didn’t what? Think I would hear you?” I stepped closer to him, letting my Beta’s authority press down on him. “She’s here to train, same as you. You ever have a problem with that, you bring it to me.”

Of Tamer’s alliance with her, the proposal, the kiss he used as a tool to confuse and anchor her. And still, he was here—playing the role he’d perfected. She stared at him. “You came all the way here just to say that?” Tamer didn’t blink. “I came because I care.” “Right.” Her lips curved faintly, but there was no warmth in the smile. “I meant what I said the other night,” he added. “About us. About building something.” “Is that what you’re doing?” she asked. “Building something?” Tamer tilted his head slightly. “Is that sarcasm?”

- Suggestive question. He smirks and says: - A tame one that only attacks when he is attacked - Imitates me approaching - Don't want to see me vengeful - I raise an eyebrow affronting him but I get nervous by the hypothesis. He stays silent for a while, staring at me as if he thought something about me - After a while, what will it be? Will it stop being pure and go to the forces of evil or will it remain with its purity succumbing little by little and/or fighting against the darkness? - Funny question with that predatory but still friendly look.

“I just hope that you two can somehow—” “It’s too late for that T'mara not only does he want the life of my mate but I can feel him… over the distance. Our brotherly, twin— bound my blood, shared the same womb— the connection is very stronger at night. Ryker is angry. No. Enraged. And I don’t think he wants to be reasoned with… we all know what happened, why he was presumed dead and I find it easier to think that if I was in his shoes, I’d be just as crazed for revenge.”

The old magician gasped when he saw me. “Tamer? But that’s not what I heard you call my sister. What was it again? Cursed blood? Bitch? I don’t remember.” I sat on the ground closer to him as if we were talking casually. “What do you want?” He asked nervously. “From you? Nothing.” I said. “I simply want to know why the realms feared Tamers once upon a time. Say, did you hear that royals can take away a supernaturals essence and make them...normal?” I crossed my legs and propped my head on my elbows as I asked him cheerfully. “His name is Viex and he is one of my contracted spirits. He’s very fast and agile.”

He looked a little similar to the one standing beside me except his hair was shorter and darker and didn't have that glow, he was bigger and his eyes sharper. Eyes of a killer. Realisation struck me. Zephyr and Xander. It's them. The rogue brothers… two of them at least. My body tightened in fear as he approached me slowly and his nostrils flared. “Fear isn't a very attractive scent, sweetheart. Cut it out.” He snapped, and my heart only raced faster. “Nice shot, Xander,” another voice murmured from the door, a hint of mockery in his voice, “go ahead and scare her a little bit more.”