Vallyk Pena Novels & Stories

Running the vibrator over each breast, I bit down on my lip and let out a run of tiny moans as each bud hardened against Alex's actions. Feeling the speed go up by a setting, he traced the toy down my body and hovered it right over my core. Most would find the use of a vibrator the perfect addition to reaching your release. I, however, braced myself for the tantalizing punishment I was about to receive. Denial. A few seconds passed before he carefully shoved the wand between my

Valkyra said sweetly. For a second, I thought she was helping. Then she smiled. “Why throw her out when we don’t know how many more items she has stolen?” she said. “Who knows what she’s hiding under those piles of clothes.” My stomach dropped. “No,” I begged. “Please…” Valkyra pulled out her phone. Handed it to one of her minions. “Record this,” she said. She leaned in close to me. “You want to be famous, huh? Become Moonveil’s Luna!” she whispered. “Now I’ll make you famous, famous enough to become an outcast to every damn Eastern pack and beyond!.”

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The Walther stared right at her forehead. Her eyes followed his thumb as it pulled the safety pin. A cold sweat dripped down her neck. Her left hand was a few inches away from the pocket knife in her jacket and all she had to do was reach for it without raising any suspicion. Easy, right? The only problem was she realized this guy was not just any crazed Tom, Dick, or Harry that needed some quick cash or anything else to that.

We consequently yelled, raising our glasses like some sort of pact. "To us, the pole strippers" She yelled as she laughed, rather loudly. "That gives us away too easily" I replied. "-the vamps" Jacq interrupted, hefting her glass a second time. "Too cliché" Wu eye rolled, bringing out her stash of blow. "Well, we can certainly cheer to one thing" I said as i held up her glass. "None of our lives is really a cliché" "To us, the vamps" I raised my glass again with a smile.

’ My wolf said. “Too much?” I asked my wolf internally. “Way too much.” My wolf replied while giggling. VALENCIA’S POINT OF VIEW “Good morning ma’am. I am Valencia, the new nanny that Alpha Dario hired.” I said to the lady at the front building of the palace. Her lips are set in a tight little, her grey hair looks really elegant in the really tight looking bun on her head. She is in a white button down shirt which is tucked into a black pencil skirt.

Folkor says and Valory stare at him with her mouth agape and Folkor continues. "Enya, Love, this is Valory, she used to be my lead warriors, but her mate is the Beta of Jarek's pack, so she joined him." He says and Enya greet her with a shy smile and nod, but Valory who recovered from her initial shock look at her with narrowed eyes. " You are jot a dragon, wolf or anything I know" She says and look around sniffing in te air. "I don't know what any of these people are" She says suspiciously.

Reyana inches closer to her, "Afraid I might steal his attention away from you like you did to Valerie?" The mention of Valerie's name caused a flicker of unreadable emotion to cross Visha's eyes. Reacting swiftly, her hand connected with Reyana's cheek in a sharp slap, the sound echoing in the hallway. Reyana's hand flew to her stinging cheek, her eyes flashing with anger, "Don't you dare, Reyana!" Before Visha could comprehend Reyana's reaction, she felt a searing pain on her own cheek as Reyana retaliated. Tears welled in Visha's eyes from the impact of Reyana's slap, her expression a mix of shock and fear.

Valens growled from beside me. “Veeeee,” Dami drawled with a pout. “Of course, you have to put the damsel on a leash. Who knows where it’ll run to next time?” Valencia snorted from across the table. “Valencia!” The Alpha King growled. “You continue to cross the line,” Valens muttered, leaning back into his seat, his utensils clattering against his plate as he dropped them. “Am I not telling the truth?” Valencia raised her brow, her ice-cold gaze cutting through me with a quick glance. “Is she not…”

"My system calculates that Val recognizes infinitely more data regarding your true baseline than your processor realizes, and instead of navigating a high-velocity flight path in the opposite direction, his hand secured this specific asset for your wolf. That behavioral output projects an immense volume of conceptual data, does it not?" Finn uncurled his massive palm, staring down at the structural contours of the miniature helicopter. His character might possess the diagnostic parameters of an absolute expert bastard, but his intellectual centers were sufficiently optimized to decode the profound weight of what the token represented. Valentina held a flawless comprehension of the genuine en