Nytophobia[BxB]]

Nytophobia[BxB]]

  • WpView
    LECTURAS 19
  • WpVote
    Votos 3
  • WpPart
    Partes 2
WpMetadataReadContenido adultoContinúa6m
WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación dom, ago 21, 2022
[Fear of the dark] Cody Holmes a teenage human boy or so he thought he was a human. ********** Cody lives with his mother and an older brother. What he doesn't know is that his own family is keeping something from him something worst then his fear. What will happen when he meets his goddess given and when he discovers his powers and his true identity? It's all a nightmare to him. A nightmare where he wants to wake up from but can't and never will. (^O^)❤FOLLOW, COMMENT AND VOTE IF YOUR ENJOYING THE STORY!!❤
Todos los derechos reservados
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Illustration

Quizás también te guste

  • The Male Luna (MxM) (Complete)
  • The Devil's Wolves ... Pack Histories ... {Blind Addiction} ~ 1
  • The Betrothed (BoyxBoy)
  • Loving My Mate [BxB]
  • Desire by Blood | Desire Series ~ 1
  • The Vampire Prince ✓
  • The Orphan's Mate (Werewolf Story)
  • The Alpha's Soul
  • Forever Yours (MM)(COMPLETE)

Normal was the goal. Fate brought fur and a punchline. Brayden's life is a chaotic mess with the appearance of a broodingly possessive Alpha Damien and one ridiculously inconvenient mate bond later. Lukewarm coffee is out and ancient pack laws are in. Brayden is having none of it, determined to resist this unwanted destiny with a full-scale sarcastic rebellion against this supernatural nonsense. Prepare for a darkly funny rom-com that gleefully claws its way out of the werewolf genre box. While Damien's possessiveness howls 'fated mate', Brayden's inner monologue is a laugh-out-loud revolt against any predetermined bond. His wit is sharp. His mate's teeth are sharper. Who bleeds first in this untamed romance? Excerpt: ''Dude! Let go!'' I yell, my voice muffled by the wall of flesh smashing my face. My one arm was still being held secure in the guy's grip and my other hand is now pinned to my side. Desperate to escape I resort to just wiggling my whole body, thrashing around to try and get loose. Instantly, I'm released and my anger comes back in full force. "You think you can file for harassment over a spilled drink!? Wait until I get a chance to talk to the police because holding me without my consent, against my will is actual harassment!" I yell at the man, trying to straighten my shirt.

Más detalles
WpActionLinkPautas de Contenido