Chapter Two- Dream Come True

Ayala heard murmured voices and felt an uncomfortable warmth at the back of her skull. She shifted with a groan, a steady pulse in her temple let her know that she had a headache making its way down her skull, across her jaw, and wrapping around the...

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The Scent of Musk

Cymmie was dancing, her tail swaying as her hips dipped low. The beat of the club music was pounding, the deep bass thrumming through her veins, her golden fur shown beneath the blue lights that flew across the floor, the deep brown tones sparkling in...

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Prologue

There is another world, so far away that Earth couldn't even dream of its existence. Much like our Earth, it holds life, intelligent life; however it is still very pure. A lot of its power and natural resources remain untouched, it is still beautiful,...

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Chapter Two

As their small group walked into the castle that belonged to the Alpha family of the Pure-Bloods, Tiberius gripped her shoulder in a firm hand. He moved with his head held high and chin tilted with authority. Mostly, it was to show that she was his...

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Blow job Between the Stacks

The library smelled of paper, dust, and ink. The silence inside the building was deafening in the way only forced and intense silence could be. Only the sound of the occasional rustle of papers alerted Cymmie that there were people nearby, since she...

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That Familiar Frustration

That familiar scent had been following Cymmie everywhere, even though she was sure he, himself, hadn't been following her. She was sure she was imagining it. But his scent was so strong and so persistent she couldn't focus on much of anything else. The...

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Dancing with the Wolf

The roll of her hips, the thrill of everyone watching her dance was addicting. Just like the pulse of the music thrumming through her veins, she was lost in the movements that the song currently playing pulled from her. A twist of the torso, an...

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Sunday Afternoon

The collar was firmly in his grip as she writhed beneath him. Cymmie gasped as his canines grazed her skin through her golden fur. Her head lolled back on her shoulders and the panther above her lapped at the exposed part of her throat hungrily. She...

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Chapter One

The scent of sweat and fear stained the air, turning it sour and making her nose wrinkle with distaste. Faolan, the Alpha of the Tainted rebellion, stood on the platform. Her amber gaze glaring down at those who stared at her barely clothed body. Her...

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Pure of Heart

Prologue There was once a time when humanity ruled the world, when the Earth was wrought with disease and rotting away slowly. But then the end of the human species started, their demise was decided and once it began it fell into place very quickly....

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Longing For You

Cymmie was working this night, dancing her part of the burlesque show. Her corset that encased her bosom and spread out into a tiny white lace skirt, caused her fur covered cleavage to grow at least two cup sizes. Her tail swayed provocatively, and her...

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Chapter One: The Human Inside

What did it mean to lose your humanity? What was humanity? Was it just something that they all had inside them? Was it a state of being? Or was it something only a human could have? In Clove Riverdin's opinion they all had some bits of humanity in...

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