Yeti Stories Novels & Stories

Story Note: “Room for One More” is a standalone short from my erotic collectiona mix of intense, sensual, and sometimes forbidden stories that explore the raw edges of desire. Each story introduces new characters, new fantasies, and unapologetically explicit encounters. This particular tale features a taboo dynamic between step-siblings, told with heat, dominance, and no holding back. Reader discretion is advised. *************************************************

They play dance dance revolution and failed miserably since none of them can dance. They play Mario Kart, and Tank-Tank she won both, of course. Saga also play claw crane. He didn't win anything though but he did tried —six times to be exact, until Kira decided it was enough. Saga protested about it, telling her he was so close but really he said that everytime and in Kira's defense, it was painful to watch him struggle and keep failing. So she asked him if they can play another shooting game instead because she quiet enjoyed it.

he whispered as his grip on me tightened. “Do i-it. Release your juices inside of me. Make me pregnant,” I muttered breathily. I don’t know what I’m saying anymore. All I want is for him to fill me with his cum. He looked shocked by what I said but pleasured as well. “Damn! You really are a slut, huh? You want your friend's father to make you pregnant? I don’t even know that my daughter’s best friend is a slut!" “Y-Yes, Steve. I’m a slut, so fuck me."

Flipping open the book randomly, my eyes skimmed over words that made no meaning to me. I turned around as heavy footsteps approached, only to find Yeti balancing a ridiculous amount of books in her arms. “Found some good stuff—” she paused as her eyes strayed to the book I was holding. “What is that?” “A book?” She walked past me, dropping the heaps of books on the table before turning back to me. “Let me see that.” She said, prying the book from my fingers. “Forgotten Beasts: A Study on the Supernatural.

I wish I had died and not my baby. How can I look into my wife's eyes watching how the water each time . Kiki has been extremely helpful he even offered to stay till new years . With his arms armed with his school bag he walked to the verandah and sat watching the Stars 7 ! , 6 ! , 5! , 4 ! ,3 ! ,2! , 1 !! . "Happy new year uncle , happy new year aunty ." "Happy New year Kiki ." "Uncle I will be right back ." Kiki came back with his laptop and started opening a video on his laptop .

Yeti's choice was to appear weak in the beginning to lure Dylan in close! As for those blood-gushing wounds on him, though they did cause Yeti considerable harm, they were not fatal due to his deliberate resistance. As long as they were not fatal, to Yeti right now, they were nothing to worry about. As Dylan's attacks continued, Yeti's scarlet eyes, hidden behind his arms, grew increasingly cold and sinister.

Doug smiles and lies back as I stand up to put on my dress. "Yeah, both of you can work together, satisfying me in every way possible." Shit, he's getting hard again. I need to get out of here. "Oh, I'm sure we'll agree on just the right way to take care of you." Killing Doug is the one thing Sydney and I most likely will see eye to eye on. Until she realizes I only helped her so I could have her for myself. Before he can respond, I say a quick spell and return to my home, deep in the black forest. I have to get ready for my guest. Come on, little bunny, you're going to be my new pet. I walk to the room where I have the others. My collection is almost complete. I have every type of shifter y

ZAYNE'S POV The moment I turned back toward the bed, my balance betrayed me. The floor shifted under my boots, like I was standing on a swaying boat. The injury was starting to affect my body. I clenched my jaw and kept walking anyway. I would rather tear myself apart than let her see me falter. Not her. Not this woman. “I’d rather let rats chew me alive than let you make a sound between my thighs. You’re pathetic! I hate you… I hate you!! I swear with my life I will kill you, bastard! Even if it takes years. Even if I have to crawl through hell to do it.”

"We will now read out the crimes of Kyra de Leta. Attempted murder of the saintess candidate, use of witchcraft to seduce the crowned Prince and plotting treason against the royal family with the entire De Leta family. She shall be beheaded by the Kingdom's Swordsmaster, Duke Kion" How did it come to this? I didn't do anything wrong. I just wanted all that was rightfully mine. But why? why must you betray me like this Kion? I treated you like family but yet you betrayed me. Down on her knees, Kion approached and whispered something into her ears before stepping back and unsheating his sword. With rage burning deep in her eyes and heart she muttered at him "I will get my revenge you illegitim

They were a passing thing. Yanta looked at the notices that were hanged on the notice board. The notices read: “Darrish Drinkwell, our greatest storyteller, is returning to scene with a second tome of his Tales Untold. The Hartin and Dartin Company are planning to publish a legend book. We will ask Drinkwell to write one more, if he accepts, well, you know the rest. Plan in advance, good folk; this is an opportunity unlike any other. You won’t cheaper copies that ours.