The Runaway Breeder Novels & Stories

"My dear Fernando, the investigation was not so quick. As we suspected, Miss Helen changed her surname; he's no longer Reynolds, he's now calling himself Parker. "Parker?" For what purpose? "The intention is to change his identity and run away from his parents. Although he maintains constant contact with his mother, no one knows that he has moved to Villa Esperanza, a remote town from here. Fernando poured himself a glass of alcohol and was absorbed, staring blankly at nothingness. Ever since Helen fled, something inside him changed. He was no longer the imposing, proud man he had always been He felt dejected and defeated, ready to do the impossible to make her pay for his misery.

Then, I headed toward the study. As soon as I stepped in, I saw Alvin. Noticing me, he reported, "I found some stuff about Elena. When she left the pack, she was taken away by a few rogues and ended up in some remote pack in the mountains to be a breeder." "Breeder?!" I almost squeezed out these words from between my teeth, anger boiling inside me. As society had evolved, most packs dropped the whole breeder role. I never thought some packs still operated like that!

He said, causing me to chuckle a little. “I was crying because no one has ever cared so much as to think of just this small statement. It's very touching.” Taking a deep breath I prepare myself to tell him everything. Even about Zoey. “Did you know there was such a thing called the “Breeder Dens?”’ I asked him, but his puzzled expression had me guessing he did not. “A while ago, an Alpha decided that women had no other purpose than to breed. They were property and nothing more. But not everyone has the same ability to achieve a mate. So to meet the demands of his “buddies” he started what is called the breeder dens. They are just these little cells where men are given a number and pay to mat

c) If there are any repeat offenders, they will be shunned from the pack and sterilised D) Children born from these crimes should be protected by the Alpha and be under the Alpha's protection 3) Breeders will not go out alone - well vetted low warriors will escort two or more breeders from A to B 4) Breeders will be supported in flats that are fit for human habitation if they are unable to become breeders 5) Owners are not able to pass breeders from one person to another. 6) Owners are not allowed to abandon their breeders without suitable housing and career to sustain themselves.

“A while back, I got a breeder—” “Breeder number what?” I asked him. It was a method of identification he once used the close time when we were having some random discussion. He looked glad for a bit then replied, “Breeder number two. She was from a little pack that was troubled by savages. After helping them defeat their attackers, the alpha gave away one of the daughters of his breeders as mine. It was great, you know. She was the first breeder I didn’t personally go in search of, rather she was kind of given to me as a thank you and all.”

*** End of Season 2 - Breeder to the White Queen. Thank you so much for reading Breeder for the White Queen! I hope that you enjoyed Maeve's story and will stick around for Runaway Breeder of the Dark King, coming soon! This season will take us to new exciting lands, with intriguing new characters, and a sizzling romance you won't want to miss! You never know who might pop up, so be sure to read every chapter of Runaway Breeder of the Dark King, coming soon!

“The factory.” The room cooled. I nodded once. “The breeding facility. We have enough from Sophie and Shiloh to know it’s real. Women in cages. Children born and sorted. The failures discarded. The successes placed in schools and nurseries under hunter control.” Abel’s hands curled into fists. “We can’t leave that standing.” “We won’t,” I said. Ronan sat forward, finally, all lazy posture gone, driven by a need to witness the factory himself, unable to trust secondhand reports.

he asked. 154 My eyes widened in surprise. He was actually considering buying me. 22 "Seventeen." 494 "Who was her breeder?" he asked. 492 Breeders. The vampires who took in the slaves and pets that couldn't perform their duties. The ones that forced them to conceive a few children before taking the child and killing the parents for their blood. The whole process made me want to curl up in a ball and cry. 203 The pet master shook his head. "She doesn't have one. She's a rogue."

I roared in the rain, “Why? Why would a good mate and father violate a teenage wolf younger than his own offspring? Why did my own father abandon me?” For almost a year, I had nothing to eat and nowhere to go. During the day, I wandered the streets searching for food—sometimes finding leftovers from fancy restaurants, other times facing pups who recognized me and threw stones. Most of the time, I was starving. At night, I slept in a cold cave, waking almost every morning to the painful sound of my own stomach. Day after day, night after night, I grew tired and desperate, wishing to end my miserable life.

Zach’s eyes scanned the invite and a familiar scent hit him. This year, however, was different. Whispers had reached his ears, whispers suggesting that a certain runaway might make an appearance. His runaway. The thought sent a thrill of anticipation through him, a dark excitement that bordered on mania. He had spent five long years tracking her, his anger simmering just below the surface, and his obsession only growing stronger with each passing day. Now, the hunt was about to end. He called for his Beta, Damon, a massive wolf with a scarred snout and a loyalty that ran as deep as the earth. "Damon," he said, his voice low and dangerous, "Prepare everything. We leave at once."