Tone Rion Novels & Stories

TOP ON LEADERBOARD: NUMBER: SCORES: 1ST: FLORENCE MIL 09 - 9 2ND: AGATHA PEREZ 10 - 8 3RD: GAIL AMERSON 07 - 4 4TH: JENNIE LAZON 02 - 4 5TH: KRYLLE SU 04 - 3 6TH: JONNA KIM 01 - 1 7TH: SOLENE TIAR O3- 0 8TH: HELLERY JOES 05 - 0 9TH: BEATRICE SHUN 06 - 0 10TH: VENN TRICE 08 - 0

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.

Lydia said. He turned instantly, a flash of relief crossing his face. “Lydia.” She stepped beside him and slid her hand into the crook of his arm. “Sorry I’m late. I didn’t want to keep my Alpha waiting.” Nina’s smile faltered. “And you are?” “I’m Lydia,” she said sweetly. “Knox’s mate. His Luna. I think you’ve heard of me—or is something else the matter?” There was a pause—thick, uncomfortable silence as the word Luna settled into the space between them.

About 40 minutes after our arrival a doctor stepped into the room. “Are you Miss Clarke’s family?” He asked. “Yes, I'm her fiancé, Nick Thorn, and this is my brother, Elio.” “Nick, I'm Dr Aleka. Why don’t you take a seat.” “I shook my head, is she alright? Please just tell me if she’s alive.” “Yes, please take a seat.” I did as instruct and took a seat opposite him. I felt a momentary wave of relief wash over me but there was something about his tone of voice and the look on his face that told me something was seriously wrong.

Damien Here in Axelland, my excitement was palpable. I stood in my office, pacing for some time, then stopping to think about something. Rowan, leaned against the desk, watching me with an amused expression. “You’re going to wear a hole in the floor,” he said, smirking. “Calm down, Damien. Everything is under control.” I shot him a look. “I can’t calm down, Rowan. Do you realize how long it’s been since I’ve seen Lyra? And I’ve never even met my son. My son, Rowan. I’m about to meet him for the first time. How am I supposed to stay calm?”

I glanced over to Riona who stood by the side, looking confused as to how to handle the situation. There's a part of you you're hiding Riona and I'm gonna figure it out while making you mine along with it. **

I will make them do it even if it means accomplishing things in a different way. “It's great you know how best to handle the women in your life. But bear in mind that whoever births you a son first becomes the crown Luna. The crown has nothing to do with who was the first to wear your ring. The crown looks at fertility and reproduction,” the next elder commented.

Rion asked, his eyes closing as he brushed his nose along the Delta's face, breathing in his beautiful scent. “Are you sure you want me in charge? I'm not Grayson or Aries… I'm not as soft and delicate. My touch is more forceful, and demanding. My touch is precise as I take what I want…And… Right now… I want you, little one. I want to fuck you so hard that you don't remember your name or mine. I want to fuck you so hard you're a screaming blubbery mess. I want to watch you soak my cock while you paint your stomach white. And, just when you thought you had enough, I want to fuck you harder until all you feel and know is my cock. There will be no beginning and no end between us. We will become

Orion That night, my phone buzzes, pulling me out of the quiet that settled in after my call with Nero and Aeron. I don’t recognize the number, but something in my gut tells me to answer. “Yeah?” I growl, my voice low, not in the mood for whatever this is. “Orion.” The voice on the other end is shaky, barely recognizable. But I know it’s him. Zane. I freeze, my grip on the phone tightening. “What the fuck do you want?”

All he needed was to get out of this creepy forest. He had run for quite some time when a clearing appeared in front of him. Riyin, renewed by the new sight, made for the patch of clear grass ahead of him. He was so relieved that he didn’t hear the soft whooshing sound of a rope beating the air as it swirled round and round, faster with each succession. Riyin was about to burst out through the forest when a noose caught his left heel and tightened. Riyin fell to the ground with a scream. He remained there for a few seconds, trying to regain himself when the rope tightened and pulled him backward.