Taming Your Gremlin Novels & Stories

She had lost weight again but she was the most beautiful girl ever. Talon and Jett responded immediately. I could see their c**ks grow bigger. "What if someone sees us out here?" Chloe whispered as she looked around. "This is our turf, sweetheart. No one is seeing anything." Jett said. Jett's eyes met mine for a second and I nodded. Talon did the same thing too. "Your wolf is stubborn and super defiant. How about we tame her?" Jett asked making Chloe's eyes widened. "Tame her?" " Lean against the tree. Stick your a** out in the air."Jett commanded.

This man is undeniably talented when it comes to acting, and he’s talented at pissing people too. “Back off or I’ll smash your face!” I threatened him. “Welcome back, mine. You’re no longer a robot.” His smile broadened. I moved away when he tried to pat my head. “You have to be comfortable with me.” “I’m comfortable when you’re not around me.” I hissed as I crossed my arms. “Then, you have to get used of being with me. There’s nothing you can do about it.” “You two!” Greg called and walked towards us. “I’ll give you three days to train.”

I remembered he asked, and he doesn’t like repetitions, so I hummed instead. Dark: When I ask you a question, Kitten, I expect you to speak, not hum. Do you understand, my Minx? Jade: Yes, Dom. Me calling him Dom did something to him because I heard an animalistic groan that couldn’t have come from a human. That’s even weird. Maybe he was in pain; that definitely sounded like an animal roar. Dark: Good girl, now, I want your fingers over your skin; starting from your thighs, slightly trace them against your flesh, working all the way slowly up until it reaches your folds. Do not enter your cunt. Wait for my instructions."

He growls between clenched teeth before storming out. “What the hell was that?” I turn to Greg. “That was prey cornered.” “What does that even mean?” What the hell is going on?

I screamed in anger. Chris tries to hit his colleague to silence him but this time, he dodges while I literally boil with a badly contained anger. The wolf below me growls so loudly I feel like the car is going to fall apart. I cling to the door, my last glimmer of hope, discreetly threading the handles of my backpack in front.

She was annoyed by everything that he was doing – from his presence down to his voice and smiles and… She groaned in frustration as she bit her lower lip and tried to kick him in his stomach, but he just blocked it with his bare hands. “Stay focused.” She heard Denver say – making her more frustrated and irritated. Her inner wolf was becoming restless as it wanted to take over her, but this was her battle, and she didn’t want it to control her – just to win with Denver. She was too determined to win this training, as she heard everyone cheering for the both of them. She could also see Slate staring at them – while his arms were crossed in front of his chest.

The man yelled, his hands on his hips. Kat sighed impatiently, momentarily halting her movements. She hugged the bag and glared at the man. “What is it?” “You’re tearing up my bag!” Chad Brunswick pointed to the hole in the punching bag. “This is the third one this month and I’m sick of cleaning up after you! Either control your temper or find another way to cope with it,” “This way works best for me,” Kat said, a small smile spreading over her dusty face. “If that’s all, you can leave now,” She turned back to her bag, preparing herself for another session.

It was impossible to hide how I melted under his touch, even in such dire circumstances. “I’m sure it’ll be fine, my Lady,” he said gently. “It can be difficult the first time. The Glamour often takes time to solidify. It helps to focus on the earth beneath your feet. Feel the energy of the life-force coming up through the dirt and grass… the moonlight on your skin,” he said, his voice softening as his fingertips brushed over my shoulder.

"You need to forge a connection with your inner self, embrace your desires, and grant your wolf the freedom it craves. Without your permission, your wolf will remain concealed, a dormant force within you." My determination deepened, and I stressed, "But how do I accomplish that? I'm eager to learn how to shift, to bridge the gap with my wolf." The urgency had intensified; mastering shifting was no longer just a personal aspiration but a necessity. I required the wolf's strength, its heightened senses, and its healing abilities to ensure my survival in this complex world. Greta's guidance was unwavering. "You must relinquish your tendency to restrain and suppress your desires," she advised, h

Suddenly, Taylor wants to be strong, to be muscular, and confident in any sort of fight makes that much more sense to Jacob. “I didn’t ask how old the boy was. I didn’t ask if he could change. He can bond. We can train everything else in him.” The voice was so cold, the man’s scent seems to be everywhere all at once as he stalked closer to the woman sprawled on the ground. The wolf behind him paced and bared his teeth, growling low in his throat. Taylor watched helplessly as the man-made a motion with his hand, sending the wolf pouncing onto the woman.