Vore Novels & Stories

The scent of burning leaves and churned earth tainted the wind. Kael stood atop the eastern ridge, golden eyes fixed on the horizon where the forest gave way to the misty stretch of the Bloodfang Border. A place cursed by memory and magic — now disturbed by movements that were too deliberate to be wildlife. The night air crackled with tension, thick and waiting.

This is amazing. " Oh shit, I'm close." I moan out, squirming and writhing on his hold. He takes his time on my core, tasting every part of me and driving me over the edge until I'm already cumming. " Fuck." His voice vibrates against my core, ripping out another orgasm from me.

I think I slept. What a day. *** The trees, the grass, the garden..... The beautiful scenery in front of me demanded my attention as I watched the wild life interact. A doe and it's fawn made their way to the stream cautiously but something happened. It was like mother nature didn't want them to survive. The river started to run dry. The water decreasing at an unusual pace. The doe runs off. Leaving her little one behind. I felt a sharp pain in my chest region as I heard the sorrowful cry of the young fawn started making sorrowful noises. The clouds darkened. The wind soared, picking up leaves and uprooting weak shrubs. The fawn mysteriously disappeared. Even with the impeding storm, I didn'

Building the foundation of something that felt genuinely sustainable. The leather of the couch was cool against my back, but everything else in the room was burning. Eli was a heavy, solid weight pressing me down into the cushions, his hands framing my face like I was the only thing in the world that mattered. I could feel the ragged rhythm of his breathing against my neck, a hot, steady pulse that matched the frantic drumming in my own chest. "You have no idea," he rasped, his voice vibrating deep in his throat. He pulled back just enough to look me in the eye, and the intensity there was staggering—a mix of raw hunger and something so fiercely protective it made my breath hitch.

Blake’s POV As I ascend the hill with Alpha Victor, an electric tension fills the air. The moonlight bathes us, illuminating the path and casting long shadows that dance with each step we take. The transformation grips us instantly. Victor's Lycan, a formidable figure in its own right, pales in comparison to the sheer size and strength of my own. Standing there, I see the recognition in Victor's eyes as he nods subtly, acknowledging my power dynamic.

howl. Oh my God. Oh my God. The mantra kept repeating itself in almost incoherent gibberish in her mind. Something touched her still-throbbing sides, and without thinking, she turned her head and snapped. She caught something fleshy in her teeth, and she bit down hard, a warm spurt of fluid coating her tongue. Enjoying the taste, she chomped down harder, but something pried her jaw open, and the meat pulled free. Enraged at having her meal taken away, she attacked, her claws striking the animal before her, gouging its thin skin. The scent of blood, a smell she finally recognized, filled her senses and made her slaver in hunger.

and it still would have rhymed. “As I was saying,” Viper said, clearly irritated. “That man’s name is Loro, which means parrot in Spanish. He’s called that because of his many colorful tattoos. Little did I know, just like a fucking parrot, he had a habit of repeating things that were told to him. So, tonight I removed some of his feathers, one-by-one, and I’ll continue to do so until every trace of my club is gone from his worthless body.” He shrugged. “It might take days. Loro has a lot of feathers.” “So, what’s your little tattoo removal service got to do with us?” I asked.

could only come from one creature: an old, strong enemy that everyone thought was long gone. The scary howl lingered in the air, giving Ethan and Amara the chills. They both knew what they had to do without saying a word. As she moved away from Ethan, Amara's eyes lit up with purpose. "We have to protect the Meadow," she said, keeping her voice calm even though fear was trying to get into her heart. Ethan nodded, and his reflexes as a wolf kicked in. "Nothing will hurt you or this place," she said. Together, they went deeper into the Moonlit Meadow, where the silver light cast shadows that made them feel uneasy. The sound of the howl got louder and closer, and soon they could see dark,

Its leave-less branches is bent in a way that provides some kind of shade on a big hole in the ground. I squint my eyes to help clear my vision and move slowly towards the hole and that's when I see it too. ********************************

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