Wives Novels & Stories

Maya also sensed their presence and prepared for a defensive stance, while Karen was ready to aim her arrows, imbued with her divine power, with determination. The sound of a woman's laughter broke the silence of the forest, causing her to adjust the handle of her crossbow as she whimpered at the lingering wound on her shoulder. The girl's eyes were focused on the three female werewolves in front of her, while she also sensed the presence of a fourth female werewolf hidden in the trees. From her perspective, the three female werewolves seemed to have just engaged in a fierce battle.

Wordlessly he hands me the letter. I read it out. “To the Honoured Three Kings of the Realm, we are writing to you to make you aware of a sad situation that has been brought to the attention of the Elder Council by several packs at this month’s meeting. The Golden Harvest pack, the Blue Moon Pack and the White Ridge Pack all came to report missing women from their villages in the last two months.

Oanez let out a guttural sound from the back of her throat as Aleric stepped trailed and slipped a finger inside Oanez's wide open p*ssy. Then the old woman laid on the floor, and she watched as her husband mounted her, his manhood disappearing and up into the woman, and appearing seconds later. Horror, fear, anger, and disgust held her in place as they continued their tryst. Dimly, she became aware that the other witches in the hall were now engaged in different sexual acts of their own. "Wanna Join, cunt?" laughed a witch in her face as another stopped dove n and began to s*ck the woman's

Luciano stood over us white surgeon shirt left hand left kick 159 right hand right kick 161. "My wife is size 24 at 17W0D 53 inches with two daughters 159 and 161 kicking hard," he announced to 700 women and T****k 800 million. "She is still crop top. She is still $9. She is still queen. 53 inches don't make queen hide. 53 makes queen bigger." At 2 PM fridge. First clinic fridge seventeen scans now with today. Second clinic fridge same seventeen scans. Guest book 5080 + 700 = 5780 names now volume 5 nearly full, volume 6 starting tomorrow.

His face went from worry to pure horror as he took in the scene: his wife, bound, covered in other men’s cum, being fucked by his colleague while sucking off a stranger, with more men watching and stroking themselves. “Mia… what the fuck?” His voice cracked. I looked up at him, mascara ruined, lips stretched around Reyes’ cock, Victor still pounding me deep. Our eyes met. In that moment, something inside me finally snapped completely. I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. Victor gripped my hair tighter and thrust harder, forcing me to keep sucking while Ryan watched. “I’m sorry,” I tried to whisper around the cock in my mouth, but it came out garbled and broken. Tears poured down my face, but my hips s

His grandmother smiles as he wipes his tears, but when our eyes meet, there's the same look of fear in both of us. Andrea Annington. That's the name of his mum, and the name of one of the countless women who have been taken away by rogues for... hell knows what. It hurts to even think about it. The wounded warriors coming in are piling up, so I put on a healer's apron and wash my hands to go help there. The young warrior before me looks like he might vomit as he stares at the gashes on his arm. It's a claw slash and it... it looks bad.

I tightened my hand so much that her face started turning red with lack of breath. The rage boiling in me had me tightening my hand more, wanting to squeeze the life out of her scrawny body but I felt a soft hand on my chest. My eyes travelled to the hand and I saw it was Kris. I looked at her and saw the fear in her eyes. But somehow, her eyes were at the same time pleading with me to let go of Stacy. Looking back to Stacy, I lowered my head to her ears and said in a deadly voice; "I don't beat women but I could kill you". She shivered in fear from my words and her eyes widened.

The guard said making me look at Vlash to see him also surprised. “From Comios? My, that is too far. They made it far this way?” I said looking at their direction. I look at the people to see them wounded and look so tortured. 4 women and 3 men, one of the women is holding a baby that is not covered rather is naked and looks so terrible. I walk towards them and look at the baby; it is starting to lost color and starting to die. I reach for the baby but the woman holding it suddenly hugs it and look as if she doesn’t want to let me touch the baby.

Worry creeps up on me, whereas our other friends only seem confused. “What? Why?” “Mother hen Mateo has been activated, watch out, Kay,” Alex laughs. I want to throttle him – what if it’s serious? “Because,” Kieran starts, then stops, scrunching up his nose and moving his head from side-to-side. It’s what he does when he’s figuring out how to say something – or if to say it at all. “Just tell us! It can’t be that bad!” I hope I’m right. The anxiety is killing me.

No mother should have to endure the pain of losing a child. Her death had been brutal. Moon Fang had been quiet throughout the Pack Wars and the politics that came along with it. As followers of the old ways and the family of the Conduit it was their duty to not intervene unless instructed too by the Moon. The faith allowed them to miss the pettiness that the wars had started over. The wolves had lost the true reason for life and had lost their faith altogether, a recurring issue that had led to the unresolved issues that still plagued them.