Vixen After Dark Novels & Stories

She was good for club morale, apparently. 'Stop avoiding the topic.' Her wolf piped up in her subconscious, and Aimee was done. Hurling the cloth in the direction of the bar, she quickly undressed, unconcerned with her nakedness, and ignoring the titters from the rotters; she phased fluidly into Vixens form. Shaking out her ash-grey coat, Vixen bared her teeth in warning at the club whores and gave into the wild feeling plaguing her all day, racing into the night and surrendering to the call of the wild. After what seemed like hours, Vixen found her peace and finally relinquished control again. When Aimee opened her eyes, she wasn't really surprised to be standing at the lookout.

I couldn't move anymore; she excitedly stood up and hugged me. "I freaking missed you, my dearest cousin!" I closed my eyes as her scent lingered in my nostrils—sweet and delectable. Fuck! I immediately opened my eyes, which widened in response to what I had just thought. As I looked down at my cousin's neck. It was very exposed. I'm not sure what's wrong with me. I can see right through it. I can see her veins. I can see her blood. I can see the placements. I felt dizzy again and held her back, knowing that it was the only way I could retain my sanity. I pushed myself to calm down by closing my eyes again and taking a very deep breath.

The first time I shifted was the most painful thing I've ever experienced but it doesn't hurt anymore. Nova scans the area to make sure no one else is around and expertly grabs the unconscious woman throwing her onto her own back and speeds back into the forest, "make it quick, don't make her suffer" I tell Nova. When we are far enough that no one can hear if this woman screams, Nova shakes her off her back and gives me back control. The woman is still sound asleep, I undress her, i need her dress, as mine tore when i shifted, i bite her neck and drain as much blood as quickly as I can.

Damien was standing at the altar in his ceremonial robes, looking like every fantasy I'd ever had of my Alpha mate. And beside him, her. Vivian Cross. Beautiful, blonde, perfect Vivian with her honey-sweet smile, her elegant hands, and her belly just starting to swell. "I, Damien Blackwood, Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, reject you, Sera Nightshade, as my mate and my Luna." The words echo in my skull. Clinical. Cold. Like he was reading a grocery list instead of destroying my entire world.

The neon sign of Club Vixen glowed against the night sky, painting the wet pavement in shades of red and gold. Elena stood outside for a long moment, her heart pounding faster than it should. She wasn’t supposed to be here. Not tonight. Not when her fiancé was waiting for her. But something stronger than reason had drawn her back — that woman. The one with the cold eyes and dangerous calm. Scarlett Voss. Elena took a deep breath and stepped inside.

I don't still know why she would stoop so low to begging him, while I don't blame her, Axel Tyler was classified as the most eligible bachelor, he has been ranked twice as number one on the list of the men women loved to bang and date. "I hate you Axel Ryker" Amy shouted then stormed towards a red car then drove off. When Amy's car was gone and out if sight, I waited for Axel to get Into his own car before stepping outside of my hiding spot. When I got home, it was about 9pm, I saw cassie by the fire place,dressed in only a night robe and a glass of white wine in her hand. "Why do you look so happy" I asked as I sat beside her pouring myself a glass of white wine.

The two henchmen and the hunters at the bar gazed in amazement at Dante's strength. "You bastard!" One of the henchmen yelled. "That's enough," A sudden interruption broke the tension-filled air, and from the shadows emerged a woman, a vision of fierce beauty, a Lycan Huntress whose presence commands attention. With long, flowing black hair cascading down her back like a midnight waterfall, she exuded an aura of mystique and danger as she walked in slow majestic strides toward Dante. Her obsidian locks were dark as the night itself, contrasting strikingly against her flawless alabaster complexion. The lights glimmered off her pale skin, enhancing the exotic allure that captivates all who dar

Moon looked at his brother, concerned about him. Moon wanted to go check on his brother with a bunch of vampires gathered around Moon, keeping Moon away from Zaric. Vixen howled loudly as she ripped the head off of the vampires in front of her. She jumped as high as she could and ran towards her Alpha. Before she could get anywhere near Zaric, the unknown woman hit Vixen with a red energy blast. It was a dark magical spell. Vixen went flying away from them. She collided with a tree with a loud thud. Vixen was shifted back into Ocean almost immediately as the red spell hit her. Ocean tried to stand up on her feet again but to her surprise, she had no strength left inside her. She collapsed on

Ada moans. “Ada, I love you,” Alexander tells her as he pumps a little faster. “I never knew I could love someone until I found you. I love you.” Ada stares into his eyes as she feels pleasure take over. In her mind something happens, and she can feel a stirring inside of her. She knows this feeling. Vixen is Back! Vixen-Mark HIM! Ada pulls Alexander to her as her canines extend. She bites into his collarbone making him explode inside of her.

But if Zoe made Iris feel unaccomplished and immature in her life, it was nothing compared to what she felt when she stood next to Vixen. Vixen was a waitress at the bar and she worked five nights a week, so she was always in Iris’ orbit. She was a dark-eyed, bottle-blonde who seemed positively allergic to the clothes that hugged her wickedly-curved body. Vixen’s breasts were always threatening to escape the thin material covering them, her generous ass was barely covered by the skin-tight skirts she somehow wiggled into, her firm thighs were always exposed and made your eyes travel higher to the sweet spot between her legs. It wasn’t actually visible, but it seemed like it could be, at any