They don't want to save her.
They want to own her. Break her. Taste her.
In a world ruled by monsters, she is the only thing they crave... and the only thing that can ruin them.
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** EXCERPT **
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SEPHYRA DORNE
"How would you like for all three of us to pleasure you at the same time? Eating your cunt, sucking your boobs and fucking you… all at the same time?"
The dream began the same as always.
Three masculine men stood in front of her, twice as large as the men she had ever set eyes on. They were naked, their penis erect, bigger than any normal human size and filled with veins.
Sephyra laid flat naked on the bed, her legs spread apart, her left hand squeezing her boobs hard and the three middle fingers of her right hand digging in and out of her wet core with a pace so fast as though her life depended on it.
She cried out as painful pleasure coursed through her. "Fu-fuck me, please, fuck me!"
It may have looked like she was enjoying herself but the truth was that her clit was already getting sore from the constant rubbing. It was hurting but she couldn't stop, she needed an orgasm. She needed to satisfy the beastly hunger.
The strange part was that no matter how much she tried, she could never see their faces. The shadows always swallowed them whole.
"Please… help me. Fuck me already," she pleaded, widening her legs further while rubbing herself harder. "I can't hold it on for much longer. Helpppp. My beast is hungry."
Their satisfying scents drove her crazy. One smelled of frost and pine, another of smoke and old blood, the last of rain-soaked earth. These were scents she had never encountered, yet somehow recognized.
The air around them shimmered with strange power. Frost crept across one side of the bed while the candles on the opposite wall burned with black flames. Between them, invisible currents tugged at her skin like unseen hands.
"Tell us what you want and how you want it," one whispered.
"Help me cum," her chest heaved up and down, while she continued struggling to see their faces.
"Accept the bond."
Before she could reply, they all moved fast and knelt in front of her. "Stop fighting the bond, we can only help you if you let us mark you, mate!"
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She was born at the bottom of a broken world… where humans starve, and monsters rule.
With white-silver hair and white eyes that never quite belonged, she has always been treated like a curse—beaten, silenced, unwanted.
But everything changes the day her name is called.
Chosen for the Dominion—a brutal system where the most powerful fight for the throne, and the weak are crushed beneath it.
There, she becomes their obsession.
A ruthless werewolf who looks at her like he hates her… yet already owns her.
A cold, bloodthirsty vampire who aches to taste every inch of her.
A nonchalant, unreadable mage who treats her like she’s a mystery he intends to unravel.
They are enemies, rivals, predators and somehow… she is bound to all three.
In a world where desire is dangerous and power decides fate, being wanted by them is not a blessing—
It’s a sentence.
Because the deeper she falls into their twisted games, the more one truth begins to surface…
She is not as human as she thought and when that truth is revealed—she won’t be the one being hunted anymore.