Vixen After Dark Novels & Stories

Rain and something dark and underneath both of those things, blood. A hand shot past my ear. It closed around Syris's throat. Varek didn't slow down. He just walked forward and the hand went with him and Syris's feet left the floor and his back hit the marble pillar with a sound that cut right through the music. The whole room stopped. Every glass halfway to every mouth just... stopped. Varek held Syris against the pillar. His knuckles had gone white. His suit didn't hide anything about the violence happening underneath it.

I started to cry and ran into the back room away from everyone, especially the Dark Wolf. Seconds later Raven and Wyatt came into the room. “Azura what’s wrong?!” Both of them said at the same time. In between cries I managed to say, “The Dark Wolf is my mate!” Both Raven and Wyatt gasped. “Are you sure it’s him?” Raven cam over to hold me. “My wolf kept jumping and saying mate mate mate as soon as I locked eyes with him! Yes I am sure it’s him!” I yelled. “Why him?!” I cried some more in Raven’s arms and that’s when I felt the rush again, I knew he was close.

(Pauses, then carefully examines the girl's neck) Please present your neck for inspection. Villagers were whispering and speculating among themselves, "Do you see any marks?" "What if they find the lightning bolt?" "The Zura could be among them." The High Council member moved to the next girl, ‘Your cooperation is crucial to our realm's future. (Gently inspects the girl's neck) Please hold steady.’

Dylan was my partner today, and he definitely helped my nerves cool down while Jules went with Dylan's Beta, Carolina. To say the place was spontaneous was an understandment. It had a sparkling queenbee chandelier with small portraits of men. As we went down the short stairs, we saw a lot of people, mostly Lycans, since my wolve could sense it. This party definitely was one big one. The ladies were dressed to impress. The men were dressed their best despite how nervous they female wolves were. They smiled and mingled with other Alphas and betas. "I guess a lot of these females want to be Queen." Dylan stated with a smirk as he looked around the beautiful place.

He slammed the heavy bolt into place and turned back toward the bed. Aria was writhing against the sheets, her skin flushed a feverish pink. Her hands clawed at her collar, gasping for air as her dual-ringed Eclipse eyes blazed in the dim light. It was a primal, undeniable heat. Because her core had been weak and dormant for years, she had never experienced her wolf's awakening cycle. The sudden flood of purifying power had violently triggered her first rut, and her body was demanding her mate. At first, Valerius held back, gripping the edge of the mattress as he fought his own roaring instincts. He did not want her first time to be a frantic blur driven purely by heat.

The interior looked like an ancient courtroom blended with modernity: long wooden benches lined both sides, crystal chandeliers cast a bluish white glow, and at the far end stood a massive black wooden judge’s chair carved with crescent moon symbols. Several senior doctors from the Darkmane Pack were already seated in the observers' section. They wore white coats, their faces stern and cold. My eyes immediately fell on the defendant’s chair. A woman sat there, both her wrists bound by thin silver chains. Her face was beautiful and sharp, but her gaze was filled with resignation. Dr. Marissa Darkmane. I held my breath. I knew her. She was the gynecologist I once met at the clinic. She was the

She traced my face with her fingers. "Vixen, I want to know everything about you even the darkest part. Firstly, I want you to trust me. Can you try to do that?" I held her hands in mine, placing it close to my lips. Her eyes softened, a flash of pain evident in them. "I.. can't. I mean, I'll try but -" "That's enough for me, Vixen." I flipped us around, placing her on top of me as my hand groped her ass from time to time. "Is there anything you'd like to tell me?"

She was making it extremely difficult. Vixen placed a soft kiss on the side of my mouth and then shoved my face into her boobs. She giggled as I kissed her smooth skin and softly bit onto one of her nipples. I pulled away before a bouncer suspected anything, and Vixen moved her soft lips to my neck. She sucked and nibbled onto my neck as her hips grinded against me simultaneously. She felt so good close to me and moaned into my ear. I could feel myself starting to lose control, and sensations ran up my shaft. I groaned as I cummed in my underwear.

My vision was a bit pitiful, but the scents that came off of them gave me a better idea of who exactly had decided to jump me. Tyler was the first scent that hit me, which instantly made me growl. I smelled a mixture of jaguar and lion after that. More jaguar than lion. They began to close in on me, causing me to jump back. I kept blinking 'til my vision was clearer, though it was doing nothing for the headache that was starting to grow. I examined the clear figures in front of me and noticed that not a single one was unarmed. Bats, pipes, and crowbars were gripped tightly as I stood and got into a fighting position. I ignored the three lions, one of which being Nico's Beta, and the one unkn

“Those boys behaving themselves?” She rolled her amazing dark eyes – a beautiful inky almost-black, a color that Cole had never seen on anyone except Vixen – and smiled. The woman was drop-dead gorgeous, with a lithe little body that just never quit… and even though Cole had spent almost four years working with Vixen and appreciating her abundant charms, he’d never even once been tempted to take her to one of the back fuck rooms.