A. Vitiosis

In the year 2333, humanity has fallen and ruled by werewolves. Bellatrix Sinclair, an 18-year-old weapons prodigy that despises werewolves for destroying her family has been secretly planning to join the human rebellion.
However, she is forced into the Mate Selection Process and matched with Lazarus De Loughrey, the ruthless Werewolf King obsessed with claiming her.
He shouldn't want her and she should hate him but they cannot resist each other. It's a twisted connection, entirely physical because all I am is his slave.
My heart should belong to my best friend Emmett, a human. Atleast the guilt of betrayal wouldn't be eating away at my insides.
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“Yes please.” She begs.
“Then fucking let me in.” I growled, this fury exploding with vengeance. I wanted to destroy her pussy.
It was maddening, it was sickening, it was barbaric.
But I never claimed to be saint.
“Here that baby, that’s the sound of your greedy pussy sucking on my cock. Give me more, drench me.”
“Lazarus.” She moans painfully, “Please let me come.”
I’m doused in gasoline and set alight, sweat coats my skin as I pound into her faster and harder. I’m definitely hurting her, “Wanna come?” I rasped, “Not until I say so.”
Pressing my lips onto hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth until I feel the sweetness of hers. The kiss is sloppy and filthy. She cries as I drive my cock into her, the intensity too much to handle, sweet tears sliding onto her cheeks.
“Fuck yes.” I smile sadistically, licking her tears. “Cry for me Ma Cherie.”
“Please, please let me come My King.” She pleads.
“Say it again.” Lightening shooting down my spine as she begged, “My King, please let me come. I’ll be good.”
I chuckled, “Try your luck to kill me Ma Cherie, I dare you.”

From Slave To Wolf Queen

I fisted my hands at my sides, attempting to control the rage bubbling through me. “What do you mean you didn’t sanction the evacuation.” I gritted in question, staring at The Syndicate hidden in the shadows.


Donovan spoke, a sharp edge in his voice that turned to ice. “We cannot afford to scare the people more than they have already been. They need a semblance of normalcy until the next Luna is chosen.”


Instantly I bit my tongue, metal taste of blood pooling in my mouth. I wanted to contest the appointment of a new Luna, but this issue came first.


“I received a tip of a bomb being planted at the Central in the Golden Kingdom. We need to shut everything down.” I implored, frustration flaring in my voice.


They hummed in unison, tinged with annoyance. “A tip.” one of the men chuckled like it was preposterous.


Grinding my teeth, desperation curdled in my chest and spiked my pulse. “The people’s safety comes first.”


Chapter 149 Incompetent King