Vore Novels & Stories

Liam said this time. I just watched the drama playing in front of me, this hunt will be interesting I said in my head. "I think I've spotted another deer" Liam's mate said. " Where is it Veronica?" Angus said. " where's it my dear " Liam asked his mate. "There" she pointed at and we saw it standing on a rock, it was a little far from where we are ,how could she see it when it's far from us I asked in my head. Maybe another gift of been a giant and giantess, they have so many gifts.

Gem spits while standing beside mom who is shaking "Haahaa oh yeah we can see you need breaking in, well don't worry cheery pie there's plenty of us whos willing to oblige, and as for this chocolate muffin," he says nodding to mom "well i don't usually like them older but Mmmmm i think ill have a bite of this one",

Тургенев, Рудин. КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путеш ествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

“Whether you plan to stab me, curse me, or report me to whoever decides if I survive the week.” Soreya laughed, and this time it was real. “No. I want to look.” Virelle lowered her arms. Soreya stepped closer, her expression losing some of its playfulness as she studied the mark. Her silver-grey eyes narrowed slightly. “That is… deeply wrong.” Virelle blinked. “You have a gift for reassurance.” “I mean wrong in an interesting way, not a fatal way.”

He was a lean, hungry-looking man with eyes like a vulture. "Kaelor," Voren drawled, leaning back. "I heard you picked up a new pet. I didn't realize you’d started collecting Vaelis trash." Kaelor’s chest surged. A low, wet growl started in the back of his throat—a sound no human should be able to make. The table groaned as he leaned his weight onto his palms. His eyes were shifting, the irises bleeding into a predatory, molten gold. "Watch your tongue, Voren," Kaelor hissed. "Or I’ll rip it out and feed it to the strays."

Vamoire left afterwards. Hodor trembles as he took his seat. Honestly, he cannot shake his mind off the vision. “It will never happen.” : Vamoire (va-moy-re)

she asked running her finger over the skull of the animal slowly. "Pagde." "Pagday?" "Close enough." "What kind of animal is it? What does it look like?" "Bear," Viper responded, knowing that was the closet human creature to it. "You killed it?" Kenzie asked glancing over her shoulder at him. "Immo." "How did you do it? Was it hard? " "Proprius laminae. It was not as challenging as I'd hoped." "Pro-pros Lamy-nah? What is that?"

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“How strong is this liking?” I bit my lip. “Strong enough.” She squealed and scribbled something dramatically. “I’m giving him a gold star and a bonus point for cuteness.” “He’s not cute!” I protested. “He’s wolf-level cute. Different classification.” I shook my head but couldn’t stop smiling. Vivia’s list now had: Ares – Good wolf. No biting. She tapped the next name. Gunner. We both fell silent. “Oh boy,” Vivia muttered. “Oh boy is right,” I groaned.

​Vesh was standing directly in front of me. ​She was so close I could see the rain beading and sliding off the bone-white visor. I could smell the ozone magic of her cloaking amulet, but beneath it, fighting to break free, was the faint, intoxicating scent of pine and snow. ​Mate, Rage whimpered happily in my mind, perfectly content to wallow in the mud if it meant being near her. ​"Your form is sloppy, Blackwood," Vesh said quietly, so only I could hear.