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" He thought her existence was just like a grain in the sand. If only he knew, hers was the very Sahara at the verge of collapse." He stared at her beautiful innocent gray eyes looking up at him from in between his legs. Her soft plump lips moved as they drank the liquid of the potion. Some of the liquid dribbled down from the corner of her lip, and he couldn't help, lean lower. Kissing the trail before it could reach her chin, he licked a few drops of it only to find it tasted like shit. Her throat gags and tears brim her eyes because of its foul taste and pungent smell. Lifting her chin with the tip of his finger, he orders, using his cold, authoritative alpha voice. " Gulp it." She abides. Gulping to move back from him. Rubbing her lips with the back of her hand to look at him in disbelief. " Wh...what was it?" She spats. To only find him still staring at her lips, his eyes clouded. " What Charlotte came to give me to try to seduce me." His words
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" Seduce me" Her chin drops to the floor and her heart stops in her chest as she looks up at the man in disbelief. Her innocent gray eyes stared into his emotionless dark ones to search for any humor, to find none. She should hate him for his absurd demand, but her fuc*ed up mind seemed excited. Her flaring body in desperate need for his one touch, her throbbing core anguished. " Even though I love it when you look at me like that with your innocent eyes, butterfly." " But I don't have the entire day for this." " Come here" His voice had an underlying warning in it, and she knew he wouldn't just sit there for long. He can leave her anytime soon to make her suffer alone like earlier. Not able to stand. She walked on her palms and knees to reach him. Almost breathless. As soon as her thighs pressed against each other to crawl, those feelings intensified, and she bit her lip to stop a moan. Her eyes tearing, face red and fingers trembling. " Please..." " Hu
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Zander's POV, I was seated on a chair with my thighs wide open and my little butterfly hovering over me, her body was slipping from my thighs, but I did nothing to hold her. Enjoying her futile struggles to balance herself on me. I loved how her little pussy rubbed against my manhood, when she moved. I loved the soft moans leaving her lips. To be honest, I don't know why I was even letting this cursed girl even touch me. When her very existence, let alone her touch, is a sin to our wolfkind. She is well known to have killed her very mother at birth. Serephina was a name feared, yet hated. Cursed yet never talked about. She was considered invisible, because she was never meant to be born. On the first day, she interrupted my fight and stood in front, protecting her brother. I wanted to end her useless existence right there. Until she fell and I held her. The sparks weren't a lie. She was indeed my mate and I really wanted to chuckle at the iro
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I see people turning around to look at me. Or rather at her. Gossiping. Making useless chaos. Some even tried to look at the face of the girl on my shoulder. And I threw my jacket on her head. Hiding her identity. These fuc*ers. Don't they have anything better to do? A group of boys stared at her naked legs dangling on my shoulder. Their eyes cloud in lust and my grip on her ass tightens. These bastards! " Ahhhh!" All three of them drop on their knees, holding their eyes as I use my powers on them. Their screams echoed around in the hallway and I felt content. Walking past them. No one dared after that. Literally bowing their heads. As I made my way towards the special floor in the boys' dorms, the scanner scanned my eyes and the door opened. No one was allowed to enter here, except me. It was more of a penthouse than a mere room. Just the way I liked it. Kicking the door to my bedroom open, I approached the huge king-sized bed to lay her on it. Her body
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Sera closes her eyes. Fearing her fate. Her body is paralyzed and her mind blank. She feels a hot breath on her thighs, fanning her panties. And involuntarily those strange feelings again returned. A weird churning was felt in her stomach. As her body yearned for him. Followed by the scent of her arousal. Fuc*! She curses her lack of control in her mind. Biting her lip. Not able to look at him. Letting him do it. When she feels nothing. 10 seconds 20 seconds. Confused, she looks down to see his body stiff, his fists clenched and eyes flickering from gray to black. He seemed to be having an internal battle with himself. Why? Sera failed to understand. Maybe he has a conscience. Maybe he is not that evil as everyone says. Her thoughts were interrupted by a loud roar emerging from his lips. And she flinches, seeing him literally punch the mattress beside her. " Fuc* it dammit!" He looked nothing less than a beast and next she knew. The spell breaks on her,
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" My dear people!" He speaks, gaining everyone's attention and my heart stops. A thousand eyes stayed focused on me and I forgot to breathe. " Let me introduce you all to the girl you all have never been properly introduced to before." " Miss Serephina." Accusing eyes set on me as I heard everyone whisper. Their words rooting knives into the wounds I have spent years healing. Isn't she the cursed girl? Didn't she kill her mother? I thought she was mentally unstable. Damn. See her audacity of even visiting this school. She should be behind bars, as a prisoner of state. What a shameless slut! I feel tears sting my eyes, having never felt a humiliation like this before. If only I had known this was just the beginning of my torture. Trying not to let the tears flow, I keep staring at my shoes. Not able to hold up my head. Ashamed to meet their eyes. When, suddenly, I felt a tug on the rope and next I knew, I dropped on my knees, at Zander's feet.
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The royal castle was filled today. Guests from different packs and territories were staying over. Lights illuminating the huge place. Flowers lined everywhere. If anything it looked like a festival.With everyone seeming too excited and busy. Maids were running around in the corridor, the kitchen hustling with countless delicacies being prepared. Everything was in a hustle and bustle except for one room. She was sitting in her room silently. Her hands clenched in her lap. Her right leg is shaking in anxiety. And lips getting assaulted by her teeth.Gulping she looks up at her reflection in the mirror, and her anxiety worsens. " It is over... it's definitely over."She repeats ,staring at the make up she thought was caked on her face. Her eyelashes were curled. Coated in a heavy maskara. Lips coated by a bright red lip colour. Cheeks blushed red.Her eyes trail lower to directly settle on her own cleavage. And she gulps. She has never worn something so revealing before. The dress
Death Wolf The End 2
The Death Wolf’s presence unraveled from Zanders body, dissipating like shadows retreating from the dawn and Zander gasped, his chest rising and falling in agony, yet it wasn’t his pain that consumed him—it was the sight before him.His teary red eyes look around desperately, his bloody hand on his chest, where a dagger had dug.The battlefield was a graveyard of silence. But his eyes locked on a still figure in the distance, her body crumpled where it had fallen. A trail of black blood soaked the earth, pooling around her like a final requiem.“ Se-Sera!”Heratte was dead.She had left her…But does this mean? No.. it can’t be!“ Seraaa!”Zander dragged himself forward, the taste of iron on his tongue, his arms trembling under his weight. The gaping wound in her chest was a hollow void where her heart had once beat. Blood coated her lips, dark as the night that had birthed her soul. Yet even in death, she was striking—a cruel masterpiece of tragedy and ruin.“Sera…” His voice was ho
Death Wolf The End
It had been written in the pages of history that one day, the earth would bear witness to a war between the greatest evil and the greatest good.And the victor would decide if the world would drown in darkness or bask in light.That day had come.The ground trembled beneath relentless quakes, splitting open like the gaping maw of a starving beast. The sky cracked apart in furious flashes, thunder roaring like a god’s wrath. Winds howled with unbridled rage, tearing across the seas and birthing monstrous tsunamis.It wasn’t just here.Chaos bled across the entire planet. Cities crumbled, screams filled the air, and people ran—seeking shelter, praying for salvation.But where was safe when the whole world was breaking apart?The earth and sky raged in unison, their fury mirroring the battle of two forces—the strongest to ever collide, gods and mortals alike caught in the crossfire.“We… we can’t stay here!” Rose cried, stumbling as the ground beneath her shuddered violently. Winds lashe
Death Wolf Good Vs Evil
Soul CoronaA human body in perfect resonance with its spirit. Two halves of the same essence, separated by the cruel expanse of time, destined to reunite.In the spirit world, the concepts of birth and death blur into insignificance. Salvation is rare, a distant whisper. Only by finding its Soul Corona can a spirit break free.The body it was always meant to inhabit.The odds? One in a thousand billion. A near impossibility.It is said that when a spirit is born into its Soul Corona, escape is impossible. That body becomes its prison and its home, tethered even beyond death.For most, it is a blessing. The ultimate salvation. A key to Ajooni—transcendence beyond the cycle of suffering.But for others, it is a curse. An unshakable shackle.Zander King was the Death Wolf’s Soul Corona.Its final human form.And that was why he could fight it, wrestle back control. No other host in history had ever managed such a feat.Not even Thaneous.A scream tore from Zander’s lips, his eyes flicke
Death Wolf The Impossible
A deadly silence follows in the forest. As everyone stared at the still face of the girl. Including those red eyes. The winds have suddenly stopped blowing, the earth stopped shaking. Everything seemed to come to a deadly silence." Noooooo....noooo!!!"" Seraaaaaa!!!"Thora's and Hades cry echo in the background. They rush forward towards her when suddenly the woman with the cloaks block them. Stopping them. Chorlett " Who are you! Why did you do this!”Thora asks but the man keeps sitting on a rock in a corner. Looking at the scene bored. " Greetings Thora. "" How have you been?"" How dare you touch my sister. I am fuc*ing going to kill you!"Hades steps forward to attack. To only drop on his knees. As Chorlett speak a mantra. Paralysing his body. Rose rushes towards him screaming. Holding up his head to place it in his lap. Cerberus gets up , placing his hands in his pockets. " It would be advisable for you all. If you don't interfere in what's going on. "" Or you are g
Death Wolf Her Sacrifice
Sera’s POVThe ground trembled beneath me, the earth itself shuddering under the force of his presence. Roars echoed, shaking the heavens, as the Death Wolf tossed me around like a rag doll.He had shifted into his true form—a massive black wolf with blood-red eyes that burned like embers in the dark.I had never seen anything like him before. It felt as if the entire world had tilted on its axis at his arrival. Was Mother Nature celebrating his presence or cursing it? I couldn't tell.He threw me into the air again, his claws ripping through my skin, tearing me apart piece by piece. Blood gushed from my wounds, my cries of pain swallowed by the chaos. He showed no mercy, no hesitation. There was no trace of the man I knew—only the monster.I lost track of how long this torment continued. Seconds felt like hours. Pain blurred time.Then, finally, he stopped.I lay sprawled on the cold earth, drowning in a pool of my own blood. The stars above blinked down at me, my vision hazy from th
Death Wolf Pages of History
2000 Years Ago—The Garden of LunarisThe Garden of Lunaris was a sanctuary untouched by war, unmarred by sorrow—a realm so sacred that even time itself seemed to still beneath its silver-lit canopy. The moon’s light cascaded like liquid silk, weaving through the air and caressing the earth with a tenderness only the divine could bestow.Night-blooming jasmine perfumed the air, their pale petals glowing under the celestial radiance. Trees stretched toward the heavens, their branches adorned with luminescent blossoms, shimmering like captured stardust. And among them stood one tree, ancient and wise, its sprawling limbs sheltering two lovers beneath its embrace.Beneath the ancient willow, Thaneous sat, darkness draped over him like a second skin, his arms locked around the very embodiment of light.Serene.Her silver hair cascaded over her shoulders, strands catching the moonlight as she leaned against him, her laughter soft and melodic, a sound that sent warmth curling through even th
Death Wolf The Mastermind
Sera's pov My vision starts turning hazy as the figure continues to devour my blood. A stream of red liquid trails down my neck to wet my shirt. Clenching the metal clanks holding my wrist,I continue to scream. As with each second the pain in my body only intensifies. " Ahhhhhh nooooooo...nooooooooo!" No one came to help. And how will they? The entire castle has been evacuated and the one man I trusted the most. Zander. Was the very one doing it. I understood one thing clearly....he was not in his senses. The death wolf has taken over his body. Or he would have never done something like this. " No...stoppppp.... pleaseeeeeeee" To my surprise the beast stops. Pulling back and I look at his face through my hazy vision. His lips were covered with my blood, eyes blood red and a feral look prominent in his eyes. Moving his lips on his canines,I shiver when I see him fanning his lips on my face. " I am...I am not her...I am not Heratte -" I try to speak. But the
