Something Wild (Child of the Winter Moon Book 1)
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  • Reads 12,813
  • Votes 649
  • Parts 60
  • Time 16h 17m
Complete, First published Jan 12, 2021
Mature
Juray of Riverdell isn't your typical woman. Born under the first full moon of winter and named a curse upon her village for her white hair, Juray finds herself under the tutelage of Witchers of the Wolf School, becoming one of the few female Witchers.

But with their numbers dwindling and fear all around, Juray's life as a Witcher may not be a quiet as she would like, especially when she discovers that Ithlinne's Prophecy may be coming to pass with sightings of the Wild Hunt.

When she discovers that Geralt of Rivia is on the trail of the one person that could stop the end of the world, Juray joins with him, discovering things about herself along the way. Can Juray's secret help Ciri defeat the White Frost, or is the Lady of Worlds doomed to fail?
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Ciri: In The Throes of Lust | The Witcher

3 parts Ongoing Mature

From Queen of Nilfgaard, to the Queen of Nekkers real quick... All her life, Ciri has never strayed from the straight and narrow path, focusing on her role as a princess. Now of age, she's locked up in the proverbial tower, lest someone of power tries to take her away. Bored, she finds herself in the throes of lust...and what better way to slake it than with the Nekker who burrows into her bedchamber one day? Excerpt: As she instinctively wrapped her arms around his back when she fell forward against his shoulders, he shot his seed into her-ejaculating thick ropes of his sludgy gunk, so musky it was nearly foul. The rank, animalistic smell assailed her nostrils yet managed to turn her on anyway. She felt his warmth streaming into her, filling her womb with the rank, virile seed...it seemed to be never-ending, for after that first burst of cum, the Nekker-without his penis ever leaving her body-bucked his hips again and began pumping a brand-new batch of semen into her cunt. Ciri could've sworn she felt each bubble of seed climbing his shaft before being ejected as a fresh load into her seeping, overwrought hole.