Tighnari X Cyno Novels & Stories

He fought down a smile. Liv's breaths came quickly as her eyes locked on his body. He had muscles she hadn't even known existed. He was like a marble sculpture, all hard planes and valleys, veins popping out from his extraordinary muscles. When his thumbs tugged down his briefs, her breath caught in anticipation, but he shifted before Liv could even get a glance at what was under the black cloth. She jerked in surprise. Between one blink and the next, he'd gone from a muscled Viking warrior to a huge, white wolf. He was so large she thought he looked like one of the Dire wolves from Game of Thrones.

Unsure whether it was just a scare tactic or whether they were actually going to shift, Snarl kept his gaze on them, determined not to look weak even when they were both butt naked before him. "Now, I'm going to ask a few questions and if I don't like the answers, my friends here are going to give you something to remember them by," the only one still clothed explained. He was a man much like Stanley with dark hair, olive skin, and green eyes. In fact, if Snarl had to guess, he would

A loud growl escaped M2's lips. He did the same thing to the other nipple, before dragging the tail down to his abs. Slowly, he traced each line, leaving traces of water on his skin. M1 leaned in and used his tongue to lick the water on M2's skin. Like that, his tongue came down to the lower torso and stopped at the v-shape of his upper hips. Longing for more, M2 moaned loudly. “Fucking do it, now,” he urged M1.

ARIA'S POV "What do you think you are doing?" Cassian’s voice sliced through the air, dangerously quiet. His eyes weren't golden anymore—they were burning a dark, feral crimson. "Alpha!" Tanya choked out, the supernatural weight forcing her down onto one knee. Her heavy leather boot slipped away from my bleeding fingers as she struggled to draw breath. "I was only…. This outsider doesn't know her place."

Inside, the heavy oak table was piled with fresh parchment maps, their ink barely dry, detailing the sheer, jagged borders of the Western Rift—the massive tectonic fissure that split the fertile coastal plains from the dead, ash-choked valleys beyond. Beneath the thin, sweat-slicked silver mesh of my inner tunic, the fated-mate bond was a thick, vibrating cord of pure, liquid adrenaline. The stiff leather of my new riding trousers rubbed mercilessly against the raw, deeply sensitized skin of my inner thighs with every step I took across the stone floor. The deep, heavy ache between my legs throbbed with a dark, territorial heat—a relentless, carnal pulsing that demanded immediate surrender,

"Unleash your wolves!” A savage roar erupted from the warriors as bones cracked violently beneath flesh. The sounds of transformation tore through the night. Spines twisted. Jaws elongated. Claws burst from human hands. One after another, massive wolves emerged around the fire, their growls vibrating through the earth itself. Black wolves. Silver wolves. Creatures with eyes glowing gold in the dark. The clearing behind us descended into a glorious chaos. And standing at the center of it all, I grabbed Leinna by the wrist and pulled her up from the fallen log beside me before thrusting her away from the frenzy.

Mine and Xariah’s strength have improved, now that I have had nourishment. Xariah is now at the forefront, excited about our hunt, we will go on with Talon and Vane after our mating ceremony is complete. ‘We saw Vane earlier this morning, but I have not had the privilege of seeing Talon yet. I’m excited to run and hunt with our mates, Xeraphina.’ ‘Talon is huge, almost as big as Vane. His fur is a dark chestnut color, and he is stunning. You’ll be head over heels for him.’

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at me " what do you want from me? " " I want you to answer a few questions for us " " okay " he folds his hands and looks at me " ask away " " where are you from? " " I'm from Gaisha as are my friends, why? " " I'll tell you why after you answer all of my questions, next question how old are you? " " I'll be Eighteen in Three days " I look back at the guys and they nod at me, I look at him " what's your family name? " " Tinago " I link the guys ' ever heard of that last name before? ' ' no. nope ' " are you being truthful about your last name Beau? " " yes I am, why do you doubt that? " " before we get to that, tell me have you ever had cases where whe

Cain's father admitted, shrugging. As soon as the words had left his lips, the window behind us shattered into a thousand shards of glass. We all ducked and I looked up just in time to see the large black wolf leaping over me and latching its mouth onto Weber's jaw. In one swift and bloody movement, Weber's head was detached from his body and hanging from Cain's mouth. Zak grabbed me as I saw Cain begin to morph back into a human. Before either of us could blink, Cain stood in front of Zak and head-butted him.

This was an year old picture of him standing topless for the playboy magazine. "Now what the hell is wrong with her?" Troy frowned and then walked out of the office instantly, wiping away the sweat from his forehead. The only person Troy was afraid of was his grandmother, Mrs. Herarld Dawson, his only living family. Troy was closest to her grandmother ever since he was born and perhaps that is why she was the only person who could control the untammed tiger.