Novel & Cerita Toph Vore

Vorare was a sorcerer prodigy who dabbled with death when the old sorcery was still pure. He apparently tried to grow stronger than Gaia herself, so he found ways to bind himself to the line between life and what comes after. At least, that was the summary Becca spat out hours ago. She’d said it all so carelessly, too. Apparently, Vorare wasn’t some mindless entity but an embodiment of hunger wrapped in a dead man’s ambition.

He hummed at the touch and flipped me over. "Was last night not enough for you." He smirked. "I will never get enough of you Mr. Thorn." I saw a flash in his eyes. I had forgotten how much he loved me calling him that. With a swift move his hand was between my legs tracing circles on my most sensitive spot. I threw my head back into the pillow moaning. I couldn't take it any longer, I pushed him off me and tossed him to the side. I straddled him and hovered myself over his erection. I rubbed myself up and down him.

"Didn't know you were up already." "I just woke up not long," she replied observing his strained features. Then her eyes fell to his bloodied clothes. "What happened?" He looked at her, before heaving a deep sigh. A lot had happened already that day, and it was just noon. "Chief Toi'fah is dead." Vaelora's eyes widened. "Wh.. how? Where..? There in the dungeon?" "Yes." Draekon nodded. "He swallowed a substance right when we were trying to interrogate him, to know where he had intended on taking Solena."

Her last boyfriend had been selfish in bed, and it had been months since anyone touched her. She swallowed hard. “Fine. But only my shoulders and back. Nothing weird. And if I say stop, you stop immediately. Got it?” Vorath’s lips curved into a slow, fanged smile. “As you wish.” He moved closer. Two thick tentacles slid under her tank top from the bottom, cool and smooth against her warm skin. They pressed firmly along her spine, kneading the tight muscles with surprising strength and precision. The suckers latched gently and released in rhythmic pulses, almost like a thousand tiny massages.

He already knows what is wrong but he still needs to confirm. He studied the young woman's wounds. There are scratches around her arms and legs. Probably from the dragging by her predators. Jones is a vampire but after years of practicing self-control, he managed to make his senses devoid of any scent. If his guess was true, then this woman's blood wouldn't affect him no matter how addictive her blood is.

I tried to straighten it in a way she couldn't guess the name as well. Ivy rolled her eyes at me, chewing loudly "Oh please, it's not like I haven't read each and every book in my library” I didn't say anything again. They still joked together but I had my eyes on the page, reading on from where the last section had left off. "The weakness of the Vorath” I whispered, flipping the pages slowly. The Vorath recoils from what it cannot consume. Its truest enemy is the light it cannot consume, though each time it doesn't feed on something dark.

For Wu. To be continued...

Rumor was one of the best fighters in the Kingdom very strategic and the rest trusted him. We saw an octopus who had a literal bakery and I smiled as he offered whatever it was but I refused as I didn't know why I was here and I was trying to be careful. After our long tour, I was heading back to the place and Vasa said, "I can visit so we get to know each other better before our mating," I looked at her saying nervously, "Mating?" She smiled, "Yes, our joining," and I was like, "No, I'm so not ready for that," and I do believe in mates like my parents. We went back to our room and she kissed me and I was shocked, I never kissed anyone before and Toffe walked in and smiled before she swam be