Femalesub Stories

So I'm not 100 %sure where the story will be going but basically, it's about a polyamorous relationship between a female submissive and two make dominant 's. They are werewolves, the two males are Alfa's that's the description for now (I'll make a better one(probably) when I get the general idea of were all the book go) also my recommendation is to don't feed it till I get at least 3 chapters because I'm if I'll have the inspiration to write and finish the book, I'll try. Ps: English isn't my first language so please understand the many mistakes that will be made, thx

Just read and enjoy. I'd hate to spoil it for you guys 😉😉. Thanks for clicking on this book. Love ya😘😘😘

This story contains smut

Perenne adjective. /pe'rɛnːe/ everlasting , eternal , undying. After the death of both her parents, and the murder of her aunt. Eleanor is sent through a world of turmoil after discovering a promise she never knew about.

She saw him through a lense, because that was her job. But she saw herself with him, because that was her fate. If you believe in that sort of shit. Seth is Robin's summer storm. He comes to her with smiles like dancing in the hot rain, and a laugh that could quiet thunder. But storms are as dangerous as they are beautiful, as powerful as they are bountiful, and Robin comes to realise just how hard it is to capture a lightning bolt with a Polaroid. Robin is a photographer, born and bred across the pond, living in Ohio. The perfect example of an American dream gone wrong - not that there's anything wrong with living in Ohio. Her life takes a turn in favour of excitement however, when she meets one Seth Donchess: A part-time model with a taste for ambition, and an eye for pleasure.

Mila Shults was five years old when her family was forced to live on the streets. She was eleven when she started dealing drugs for the local dealer, Hucksberry. Tyler was sixteen when his father requested that he start cleaning up the streets in the dirty city that they had claimed as the Pack territory. He was twenty five when he first laid eyes on the sickly thin, yet beautiful little street urchin dealing drugs. He made up his mind then and there, that he would take her home and play with her. But before games, she would need a nice hot bath, some food and some rules.