Yandere Rottmnt Novelas e Histórias

His fangs were now at full length, and his eyes looked as menacing as they could ever be. “Would you look at that? Just the amount of blood lust bursting out of your body is enough to weaken anybody's knees,” the woman said. She wore leather armor, and had blond hair and green eyes. Her hair was tied in a ponytail, and she carried a large sword in her hand. Her sword was now covered in Maria's blood. “But I'm not just anybody. My name is Greta. I'm the dragon of the abyss, and I'm here to murder you,” she continued.

However, she forcibly swallowed her emotions and allowed him to do as he pleased after thinking about the Cloud Race’s current plight. Many of the creatures noticed James’ behavior. “So, the rumors about Wyot being a womanizer seems true.” “Rumors circulated through the Doom Race claiming that although Wyot has a Thousand Paths Holy Body, he is more fascinated with beautiful women. He’s ruined many of the women belonging to the collateral members in the Dooms.” Many creatures expressed their disgust toward James. However, Yente’s teammates remained silent. Yente smiled brightly and chirped. “I’m siding with you now, Wyot. I leave myself in your capable hands. You’d better protect me.”

She now realized that the man standing was never a Hans Ryder as the man’s gray eyes sparkled and grinned. “Romaine never told me that you’re such a wild cat in bed, Rozelyn.” ‘Shit! I should’ve sensed that he was not an Empath, that he was a shapeshifter werewolf.’ ‘Well at least, I was able to pound on Dorrien’s mighty serpent. For hell’s sake Rozelyn, stop craving for a man’s steel!’ Rozelyn obviously needed help in controlling her sexual desires. ‘Unless he also shape-shifted his velvet steel so that it will be a few inches bigger!’

"Not wrong or right, Miss. But your quarry is so unusual, it could be your mate!" Ruthenia walked over to Rhena, her eyes opening as she saw her lady's game. She was amazed at how big the animal was and then her gaze turned to Rhena's beady eyes. "Does this animal put up much of a fight, Miss?" asked Ruthenia. "No, I only touched its neck." Rhena's answer made everyone stare in disbelief. The elders were speechless until Gamma Aiden finally opened his voice. "If it's like this, I'll just step down. Let Miss Rhena be the Alpha Female," said Gamma Aiden.

Roxana said, slapping. “Ok! Enough,” I said, holding her from her shoulders. Getting my point through, Roxana moves back and stands there smiling. Roxana is a petite Latin vampire. She has all the perfect curves and proportions. Round boobs twice my size, a thin waist, and a thick ass and legs. She has long hazelnut hair with green eyes. She has a sexy mole on her upper lip and a bit of freckle, and she has tan skin, not pale, like ours.

Rodarh glared at him, "You're a mean son-of-a-bitch, do you know that?" "I love you too." Ratinus brew him a kiss. Rodarh gave him the middle finger. "One of these days, I'm gonna knock those baby teeth off your mouth, you rodent. With your ears like Naturiah's flag." Ratinus gave him a toothy grin, "I already told you that I love my mate, and I won't make love with you, you pervert." Rodarh moved threateningly towards him, "Why, You little rat—"

“But she’s not you, Raven. She’s not our mate.” Karl groans, his cock twitching as he pulls free from the woman’s mouth, his cum splattering across her tits in thick ropes. Dane follows, his release spraying her back, his breath coming in harsh pants as he steps away. The woman collapses onto the bed, her body trembling, her chest heaving. Roran’s fingers finally slip beneath my panties, against my soaked folds. “Your turn, mate,” he growls, his lips brushing my ear. “Scream all you want. We’ll make sure it’s for pleasure.”

Literally starting from scratch. "I understand. My name is Katya. You don't have to worry about the vessel. I have absorbed it from the moment it escaped in your body. It was hard to maintain your own soul while eating his. It taste bitter as well." Ritian praised her. "Job well done, Katya. He deserved it." "Do you hate Wenren, Ritian?" Ritian fought with the need to twist his head and look back. He hastened himself and thought, 'The villagers won't let me out once they caught me.'

But if they turned her away and she truly could save him… Genaro would still die. Ruztom suddenly understood why Helter looked like he was barely holding himself together. “Let me ask you something first,” Ruztom said slowly. His eyes narrowed at the woman. He still could not tell what she was. Werewolf. Lycan. Rogue. Nothing about her made sense. “Are you from the lycan packs?” The woman answered immediately. “No.” Then her gaze sharpened slightly. “I’m a rogue.” The reaction was instant.

“Name, Kuro. Species, Shishilian dog. Sex, male. Symptoms, Paralysis due to dull attack on the head and one broken foot. Suggestions, euthanize.” Darrion’s eyes immediately sharpened. “What?” - Rita stared at the pink dragonfly on Yuta’s thigh and Shoru in Jai’s arms. She felt slightly jealous of the two having the affections from these humans. She also wanted to be held. But Ruta wasn’t here. She puffed her throat and chirped a few times. Feeling quite weirded out by Rita’s sudden talkativeness, Yuta turned his attention to her. “Rita-chan? What is it?”