روايات وقصص ضمن Victorian Steampunk

he coughed, his eyes alight with the tales of the past, “Queen Victoria’s reign began in 1837. She was the second-longest reigning Queen of England, coming just behind the current matriarch, Queen Elizabeth II. The Victorian Era is most notable – in my humble opinion – for its rapid advances in technology. This was the time of trains, of the London Underground, of vaccines and of cures and of education.” I kept my eyes focused on the powerpoint slide as he spoke. I agreed with him, to an extent – the Victorian Era had been incredible, awe-inspiring. But it had also brought with it death, in the crowded, smog-filled cities, and in its factories, with tiny children working from young ages. He

Yet, there lingered an unspoken tension, a magnetic pull that both intrigued and unnerved Victoria. One evening, while exploring the mansion for potential wedding locations, Victoria stumbled upon a door tucked away in a secluded corridor. Its ornate design stood in stark contrast to the muted elegance of the rest of the house. The door, seemingly untouched for years, begged to be opened. As she turned the handle, the door creaked open, revealing a room frozen in time. Victorian-era furniture adorned the space, and the walls were adorned with sepia-toned photographs. Victoria's eyes widened as she realized the room was a shrine, a memorial to a love lost in the passage of time.

Remote and as if at the end of the world because of the winding road. Literally a whitecoast style of exterior design and there are big trees outside. Victor just removed the fake uniform. He also scraped the equipment and put on a fake beard and eyebrows. He also put on the black/ hat before going downstairs. He presented his fake identity that's why Victor got through. As soon as the young man stepped inside, he already knew the smell of the surroundings. He smelled smoke from drugs so he started to cover his nose. He has also witnessed men who act like crazy to throw away or lust after women around.

I don’t know what came to me but I once again ended up fucking Victoria like crazy, I could only care about the need and pleasure this women was building inside me, my mind was clouded by her moans filled with wince. Her shivering soft body was making me go feral on her, I don’t know how long I fucked her this time but this time when I opened my eyes and pulled out my length after filling her with my seeds..... I could see Victoria had lost her consciousness under me... while my dick was now covered with Victoria crimson colored blood mixed with my own cum.... Victoria POV: ‘Beep.... Beep.... Beep.... Beep...Beep’ “AArrgg........” I groaned and turned my head to other however the unpleasant

Someone I'd dated briefly two years ago, someone I'd thought I'd ended things with cleanly, someone I'd stupidly sent intimate photos to when I was younger and more foolish. "Derek," I said, my voice cold. "What the fuck do you want?" "Hello, Victoria," he said, his smile widening. "I've been waiting for this moment for a long time." "If you think you're going to blackmail me—" "I don't want money," he interrupted. "I want something much more valuable." "Then what do you want?" I asked, though I was already moving toward him, my hands clenched into fists. "I want you," he said simply. "I want you to fuck me. Right here, right now. On this couch. And in exchange, I'll delete every copy of the

"Interesting friends you have. Tell me, what do traditional pack values have in common with human traffickers?" Victoria's perfect composure cracked completely. She shifted partially, her features taking on wolf aspects as she snapped her fangs at me. "You're destroying everything! Our bloodlines, our traditions, our very nature!" "By documenting criminal behavior?" I raised an eyebrow. "Or by proving that progress doesn't mean losing what matters?" I stroked my belly meaningfully. "Our pup will have both worlds' strengths. Just like these cameras combine human innovation with supernatural protection." "That abomination—" Victoria started, but my power suddenly filled the room, making the ai

Alexis even started to hug herself when she realized that the air around her was starting to feel cold and a little bit tense for her right now there. Alexis looked around, the atmosphere of the night and there was something threatening that Alexis really felt there right now. Just as Alexis was about to take her two feet forward, she again felt her body being pierced by something. And that's when Alexis saw a woman in Victorian clothes running right through her with a small sword in her right palm. The woman started swinging the sword in her hand slashing at the many wild vampires that were approaching her. Alexis could even see how the vampires had their eyes as red as blood, and how wild

AUTHOR'S POV Helena strode through the dimly lit corridor, her heels clicking against the cold marble floor. The walls dripped with moisture, the air thick with the acrid stench of chemicals and decay. She adjusted the lapels of her coat, inhaling sharply before stepping into the chamber where Victor waited. The room was eerily silent except for the faint, rhythmic beeping of the machine beside him. Victor sat slumped in a massive leather chair, his grotesque form barely resembling a man. His skin, or rather, the mismatched patches of it, sretched awkwardly over his hulking frame, an abomination of flesh crudely stitched together. Some parts were too pale, others too dark, all fused in a pat

Summary: Victoria is introducing her boyfriend, Lucas to her Father, and she warns him that her personality will change when she's around her Father. Lucas is expecting to see a more girlish, giggly side to her, instead, he discovers that she turns into an incestuous, Daddy-loving cumslut. Enjoy.. All characters are 18+ ________________________________________________________________

“That’s amazing, Vik!” I can hear how younger Viktor’s heart is beating wildly when this happens and groan at the way I remember fighting what I felt for Ilya even before the Mate Bond Sighting. It was easy to fall in love with Ilya, not only was he gorgeous with his dark hair and warm brown eyes, but he felt safe. I could be myself around him; he even knew about my sexuality and didn’t think it was weird to be my best friend even if he hung around the more manly warriors in the pack.