Zelina Vega Nsfw Novels & Stories

Zelle was terrified and perplexed at the same time, "What is that strange and bloody thing! Was that a human gut? How could they do that to a person? " Mrs. Vihina looked at Valentina, who was disgusted like the rest of the maids, and gave her an eye sign. Valentina understood and went beside Zelle, helping her to calm down. "Miss, we are glad that you are back, and you don’t have to worry about what you just saw." Mrs. Vihina stated, as she stood up in a confident way, giving signs to the other maids, "It’s nothing important. Please, let us handle this place and let your maids help you out. "

The supreme dark-priest asked. “I will.” Veronica said with pride hinted on her voice. “Will you honor the duty and responsibilities that it will take you to be Queen, and do you do so willingly take this crown as yours?” The supreme dark-priest once again asked. “I will, and do so willingly what it takes to be Queen.” Veronica answered once more. “Then I declare you,” the supreme dark-priest said and she place the crown on the top of Veronica’s head, “Veronica Lorraine Glaiza Elizabeth Vane, The Queen of Dexo Fernia.” The crown was placed above Veronica’s head.

Vera quickly replied. The girls stood up Vera running out of the room Tina walked over to the bed. "I think we should take these." She said as she picked up a double ended dildo and a Lelo Gigi buzzer, a pair of duo balls and some silk ties and walking towards the door. "Pa." She turned and looked at me. You know I will never be yours or you mine but I cannot get you out of my head. When I fuck your father it's you I think about every time. It's the thought of you shoving that big fat cock up my ass that makes me go wild and lose my mind. It's you that makes me cum even when you're not inside me."

When there was none, she looked at me seriously. “Don’t you ever say anything like that to Lycan King Zephrus again,” she said. She stood which made me look up to her. “His decision is always absolute and rational. As a new high ranking warrior, Vera, you should think first before saying or asking anything like that.” I heaved a deep sigh. “I know, I’m sorry.” “Rest well, Vera. Tomorrow will be your first day so prepare yourself.” I watched her leave the room and closed the door. My hands balled into fist as I remembered Xena’s situation after our duel. She was wounded and so weak. How could he still punish her? Couldn’t he give her a break? I mean, she just lost in the duel!

With scrutinizing eyes, she appraised every inch of Liza's physique, searching for imperfections that were utterly non-existent. As Gina's gaze encompassed Liza's entirety, embarrassment engulfed her being, sending a shiver down her spine. The weight of the moment became nearly unbearable, her vulnerability laid bare before this formidable woman. Gina's voice resonated with a commanding tone, demanding that Liza possess the willingness to expose herself entirely, to be touched, groped, humiliated, and even hurt. Gina delved deep into the darkest desires of her clientele, sparing no detail. Her words were designed to push Liza to her limits, seeking to test her resolve in ways unimaginable.

This is a woman and may have bid because she sympathies with my plight and wishes to free me afterwards, Diana thought to herself, and even if she is a lesbian, she cannot possibly be as bad as these lecherous men. "That is Madam Vera", Faustina's voice again, with a slight chuckle. "Do not feel relief just yet", she warned ."She is rumoured to have a hobby of taking advantage of young virgins and you happen to be one. It is said she jerks off by thrusting wide pokes into the vagina of the girls and does not care for their tears or screams. In fact, the louder, the better! Also, to keep her ever young, she drinks the blood of these young girls. It is a satanic ritual of sorts".

I blinked and the room sharpened around me, the candlelight more precise, the carved symbols on the floor coming into clearer detail. The Priestess stepped forward and looked directly into my eyes. She stood there for a long time, not examining but recognizing, the way someone looked at a thing they had been told about and were now confirming was real. The silence in the chamber deepened. Then she turned to Damien. Their eyes met and something passed between them, quiet and certain. Not surprise. Recognition. Neither of them spoke. My stomach tightened. "...What's wrong?" Neither answered immediately. Then the Priestess looked back at me. "Kiva..." She paused. "You are not an Omega."

Hours bled into a blur. The cabin was filled with Evelyn’s guttural snarls, her pained gasps, the scrape of her nails against wood. Sweat poured down her temples, soaking her hair. Her body thrashed until Kael’s arms were the only thing keeping her grounded. Every time Jonah or Rowan moved too close, Kael’s growl deepened, a feral warning that none of them dared test.

“No wolf could do this.” “This is sorcery.” Vanessa’s pulse hammered. This wasn’t about a royal rivalry. Someone wanted to provoke war and she was the weapon. A cold voice drifted across the courtyard. “Quite the spectacle, Hybrid.” Everyone turned. A woman stepped from the shadows, elegant, lethal, beautiful. Silver hair, crimson lips, eyes like a predator. Kael stiffened. “Lysandra,” he hissed. Vanessa’s heart lurched. “Who is she?” Draven didn’t answer. His entire body tensed, not with hatred, but something worse.