روايات وقصص ضمن Vampire Werewolf Yaoi

I said innocently while trying to chew and I honestly have no idea how that worked. Cassie and Sophia burst out laughing their asses out. Cassie and Sophia are my best friend. Cassie was a white wolf, she was the eldest of the three of us, the fastest and my elder brothers mate, who happens to be the Alpha of Inara pack, which is my pack. Cassie is one of my mom's book class member's daughter, hence how we met and how she ended up being my brother's mate.

They brought their mates from all over the place to the castle, and I was forced to take care of them all. The vampire girl opened her eyes wide to lie because she understood the eyes were the windows to the soul. If she didn't look directly at Harvey, he would immediately suspect. After all, he was two thousand years old, and she was just over a hundred years old. - Strawberry flavored toothpaste, pencil. Maris, did you secretly give birth? - No, no, no. I just like the owl. Owls need to brush their teeth too and pencils are for me to draw on their eyes to make them look even more ferocious. I like that fierce look.

The scene changed again, and I felt like puking as I could smell blood all over the place. When I fluttered my eyes open, there was pungent blood all over the place, along with my father wearing only his shorts and having blood all over his body. He seemed to just shift into his werewolf as he grabbed a woman, “No! Leo, pls, don’t do this.” She was screaming, crying, and begging for help but my father seemed to be possessed by another spirit. his eyes were red all over. “You’re mine, Yve, I am your mate, yet why are you choosing him over me?”

Kyle asked with a deadpan expression. "Force? Kyle you know you were born for this and you can't escape it. The Lycans and Werewolf's need a good ruler that will defeat Grey Jang. After the Grey is gone, you can go back to your CEO life." Drew retorted and Kyle glared at him and Drew made the gesture of zipping his mouth and throwing the key away. Grey Jang is a vampire who seeks revenge on Lycans and Werewolf's. Grey claimed that the Werewolf's killed his wife and now seeks revenge. He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage.

; "Why do you ask? Are you what I might not understand?" "I believe so," he said. ; "How so?" Rayven asked, becoming curious. ; "What are your nightmares about, My Lord?" ; "Monsters. Torture. Pain." ; "Mine are about the future." He lowered his voice. ; Future? Oh no! It couldn't be. ; "What you see in your dreams, does it happen?" he asked carefully. ; William nodded. ; How could it be possible? ; A male prophet? All of them were female. That is why the killing continued. They couldn't find the female prophetess because he was a male. ;

The journey led them to forgotten realms, where whispers of an ancient pact between werewolves and vampires echoed through the ages. In a hidden chamber, illuminated by the soft glow of ancient runes, they discovered a tapestry that depicted the union of a powerful werewolf and a vampire princess, bound by destiny and love. The tapestry seemed to tell a story of hope and redemption, suggesting that their union held the key to breaking the curse.

Silas's crimson eyes surveyed the scene, searching for Chassy amidst the chaos of the battlefield. When his gaze finally landed on her, a surge of relief washed over him. Chassy, a formidable force of nature, fought with a ferocity that belied her Lycan nature. Her silver fur glistened in the moonlight, a testament to the strength she drew from the lunar goddess. Silas joined the fray, his movements a symphony of lethal precision. Vampires, sensing the arrival of another formidable opponent, redirected their attention to the approaching coven. The clash of species unfolded with a chaotic beauty, each movement a testament to the supernatural prowess of both wolves and vampires.

Marcus teased, and Tate growled as he took his position. Ivy and Vivian circled each other. The dominant vampire's lips curl up, and Ivy shakes her head. “You're going down, Viv,” Ivy told her best friend before the whistle blew. The werewolf-vampire-hybrid charged the dominant vampire. Their bodies collide as they take each other to the ground.

I gripped the bench, my knuckles whitening, but I couldn't keep myself steady against the wall. Just as the edges of my vision blackened, threatening to swallow me whole, Ryan dropped beside me. His hand clamped onto my arm, firm and unyielding, anchoring me to the world. In that instant, his aura crashed over me - wild, intoxicating, a pheromone scent that sank claws into my senses. It wasn't human, not entirely. Werewolves could smell it, taste it, the unique blend each soul exhaled, and Ryan's was a storm I couldn't escape.

"How are you doing?" "I'm not dead yet. Glad to see you again." Asher replied in a weak voice, as he came out of his thoughts. Vixel bowed and they gave each other a warm hug, then the mood changed and became more electric. "The last time I came to see you, you were still unconscious. So I preferred to come back later." Vixel said. "When you look serious, you have something important to tell me." Asher Saïd. "No, this time I want to know something. Bro, I want to understand how you could have had a romantic relationship with...a werewolf?" Vixel asked, eyes widening.