Taken By The Feral Cursed Beast To Tame His Desires
[MATURE CONTENT WARNING!!! 18+ READERS ONLY!!!]
{Explicit sex scenes, Abduction, Murder, Stalking, Child abuse, Assault, Mass killing, Physical violence, War, Torture or extreme brutality, Sexual assault/Rape, Castration, Terminal illness, Miscarriage, Somnophilia, Alcoholism, LGBTQ}
{This story explores themes of violence, trauma, and suffering that are intense and unsettling. If you’re easily affected by heavy content, this book may not be for you.}
“I can feel your fear. Your heat. The way your sweet little cunt clenches before I even touch it. You’re not afraid of the beast, Kaerith… You’re starving for him.” He inhales deeply, his split jaws flaring open, forcing her legs wide.
His claws dig into her hips, pinning her down like prey. The head of his cock—thick, ridged, inhuman—presses against her dripping entrance, teasing her folds, soaking in her slick.
“Now spread wider,” he hisses. “And let the beast feed.”
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Kaerith—an omega, daughter of the last great Lycan Alpha—was born with the rarest curse of all.
She was meant to be ransomed, not enslaved.
Now, she’s chained inside Murnokh—a kingdom made of bone and nightmare. A slave. A plaything. A feeding source for Gorvane, the beast.Gorvane doesn’t make love. He fucks angrily. He devours. And no one survives it.
King Gorvane, a Dreadborn, of the Kingdom of Murnokh, who died as a result of betrayal, rose from a battlefield soaked in centuries of rage.
A monster who doesn’t speak, doesn’t bleed, doesn’t feel. And now, he owns her.
He doesn’t touch her skin. He touches her thoughts. Her fear. Her pain. Her buried rage. And he drinks it.
But something in Kaerith cracks his hunger. It weakens him. It entices him. And when he finally takes her, it’s not just to feed and his libido—it’s to claim.
She was never meant to survive his touch. Now, she’s the only thing keeping him sane.He doesn’t understand her softness. Her silence. Her refusal to scream.
He’s built to feed on the wreckage of the human heart. But she is making him forget how to starve, how to rage, how to hate.
Real love is poison to his kind.
Their love is forbidden and if she ever discovers his True Name—the very grief that birthed him—she will have the power to destroy him…Or to set him free.