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Insatiable Instinct Series by Addison Cain – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.wownovels.com Sat, 11 May 2024 14:57:41 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.9.4 http://www.wownovels.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/favicon.png Insatiable Instinct Series by Addison Cain – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.wownovels.com 32 32 His Darkest Devotion (Insatiable Instinct #2) Read Online Addison Cain http://www.wownovels.com/his-darkest-devotion-insatiable-instinct-2-read-online-addison-cain Sat, 11 May 2024 14:57:41 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/his-darkest-devotion-insatiable-instinct-2-read-online-addison-cain Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Forbidden, Paranormal, Taboo Authors: Addison Cain Series: Insatiable Instinct Series by Addison Cain
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Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 78164 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)

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In the dark embrace of their bond, Lorieyn belongs to Cyderial in every sense—except one. She does not love him.
As war threatens to tear their world apart, the terrifying general will risk everything in the battle to conquer her fears and draw her to him. To prove himself worthy of possessing her mind, body, and soul.
Teach her that she will be fulfilled kneeling at his feet.
And in exchange for her love, he will give her everything.
But first, he must break her heart.
Expose the dark world for what it is, and show his darling Lorieyn why his path is the only way—for the humans are not what they appear.
He will stop at nothing to earn her affection—even if it takes a thousand years. Even if he has to burn the world to ashes…
Dive into a world where love is a dangerous game and surrender is the ultimate victory. His Darkest Devotion, book two in the Insatiable Instinct duet, will leave you breathlessly in love and dangerously obsessed.

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“Unapologetically raw and deliciously filthy!”

- NYT Bestselling author Anna Zaires

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I was doomed.

There was something sinister about the way a wet male body could feel against an innocent girl. How easy it was for Cyderial to distract me with touch. All under the guise that I would be calmed and feel better after a hot shower.

“Come.” Finger crooking, he’d drawn me from the bed.

Like a nervous vorec cub, I followed.

The more I learned of this man, the more I recognized that my years of observation, of my aversion to his iron fist, had shown me none of his true colors. I had been utterly fooled, and so had the humans who’d placed him in power.

He was dangerous in ways I had not considered.

A potential landmine of enticing smiles and soft words, set to explode and wreak havoc should his mate “be compromised.” And what that might mean to a brain as drunk on my song as his?

I now understood that newly mated males were unstable.

And Cyderial had already been unstable for years.

What did that make him now?

He led me across his bedroom toward the washroom, gentle with me, slow, as if I might bolt or struggle. Drawing me forward with eager grace and softly murmured encouragement, he persuaded. “Trust me to show you how well I can care for you.”

Trust? I had none. But I did have the impetus to learn all I could, to measure his behavior, and study the person who might have absolute control over the rest of my ageless life.

Someone who was already far more experienced, a proven tactician, and well-connected.

A General.

Where I had not even officially graduated from the academy—a subpar student with a reputation for deviousness and escape.

“Lorieyn, you do not need to look so scared.”

Scared? And here I thought I was being brave, allowing him to pull my naked body closer to the shower. I even thought my expression was passive. After all, it was the same countenance I would wear each time I cheated on my exams.

Yet, Cyderial could see right through me.

He could see through me, but I could not fathom what went on in his mind.

Another reminder I was thoroughly outmatched.

After leading me right into the cage of his bathing cubical, smiling, he urged me deeper into the enclosed space. With a wary eye, I watched as he adjusted the settings before water began to cascade over the pair of us.

I jumped with that first hit of spray. I may have even let out a very unsoldierlike yip. But jets of hot liquid came and warmed stiff muscle, pulsating up and down my spine, moving around me in a dance that rinsed the worst of the previous night’s residue from my skin.

“I knew you’d enjoy it.” His grin was feral, as was the way his eyes ran over my body when a long breath escaped my throat. “Good girl. Allow yourself to relax. You are safe with me.”

He was going to stay there, wasn’t he? Crowding me in the shower as he watched me scrub.

My unsaid irritation at his lingering presence evaporated far too quickly, warm water rinsing away my shame. And I did indulge a little. Otherwise, how was I to stay sane? Tipping my head back when a waterfall began to pour from above, feeling a silken stream running over my face, I sensed he sidled closer, placing his body between myself and the door.

Still, I sucked in a gasp when his whisper came to my ear. “Do you know how beautiful you are?”

One moment, I had been marveling at how exotic it felt to wash in warm water; the next, I was so startled I failed to snatch my arm away before he might take a hold of me. Yet, his onslaught seemed innocent enough; he only meant to rub silken foaming gel into my flesh.

He intended to clean me as if I were a child.

Yet, this was no innocent ritual. Wielding no pretense, Cyderial sought to entice. Long strokes, kneading fingers, while he lathered my arm as if touching it was a gift.

And I could not find it in me to rebel.

Not when I could calculate.

Having already allowed the general to do much to my body, to be inside my body, this didn’t seem the moment to protest. What harm was there in giving the male this opportunity, so I could observe what he would do with me?

I needed to be clean.

This was clearly how it was going to take place.

And whether I liked him or not, it felt very good.

The male knew exactly how to manage me. After all, he’d had ten years to study everything he might find to draw me into his proclivities.

“Trust me. Allow.” A terrible request from someone wielding a disarming, fixed stare.

Had it even been forty-eight hours since I woke to find myself in his bed, in his den, fully bonded and in his complete power?

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His Darkest Deceit (Insatiable Instinct #1) Read Online Addison Cain http://www.wownovels.com/his-darkest-deceit-insatiable-instinct-1-read-online-addison-cain Thu, 07 Dec 2023 05:54:56 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/his-darkest-deceit-insatiable-instinct-1-read-online-addison-cain Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Virgin Authors: Addison Cain Series: Insatiable Instinct Series by Addison Cain
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Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 76857 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)

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Innocent of his schemes, General Cyderial gave her the luxury of time. So his precious one might grow up unaware her mate had found her so young. Carefully protected and fully contained, he has kept Lorieyn under his thumb, so no other male might recognize the treasure he’s hidden and attempt to take her for themselves.

Knowing nothing but a difficult rearing, Lorieyn longs for a freedom the cold-blooded general can never allow. To let her out of her cage is to invite attention from rivals and insatiable males unrestricted from claiming a female before she comes of age.

Men who take with violence and greed.

She has no idea how badly General Cyderial craves her, is utterly unaware the man she fears desires her body and soul.

Yet no amount of training could force his perfect female to submit to the reality that one day she would belong to a mate. Instead, her fascination lies in the fog that blankets their savage planet. A seductive lure beckoning her to abandon the safety of Risa Colony’s only city to indulge in dangerous adventure in the wilds.

Cunning, brilliant, and strong-willed, she escapes.

And now, there will be no more leniency. No more secret cravings and patient self-denial.

Now, he will show her what it is to be female…

And claim what is his.

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To fail within the academy amounted to certain death.

To shine, to draw our illustrious general’s attention, would result in ruin.

Every last recruit contained within the academy’s walls had been created by the human government of Risa Colony. We were owned by their military, our genetics mixed with the hostile planet's apex predator, the vorec. Given life for a single purpose—to protect humans.

Fail to perform in that purpose, demonstrate that you were unworthy of the vast expense and time spent in one’s creation and training, and your life was forfeit.

Once per annum, a compulsory evaluation was required for every hybrid recruit. A student would enter the cold-blooded General Cyderial’s office. My colleagues, friends who had grown up beside me—some would enter those doors and… never come out again.

I had learned from the age of five that if I portrayed a front of absolute mediocrity, I would mostly be ignored by those in power.

Never test too high, regardless of how well one comprehended the materials.

Do not build strong relationships with professors or staff.

Be immemorable.

Stay respectful but distant.

Friendships were for later in the day, in the privacy of dorms, when the vault separating the female students from the academy proper was sealed. Armed watchers—elite male guards—were forbidden from female spaces. With no one cataloging our every move, there was a semblance of freedom. Our own secret after-hours culture.

But where the watchers lingered, conversations were to be kept to an absolute minimum.

Making eye contact with an authority figure was tantamount to instant punishment.

Minor infractions could result in death.

Never get caught breaking the rules, break them in such a way that culpability was questionable. If you were apprehended, it was smarter to say nothing, accept the punishment, and leave without complaint.

With only six weeks until graduation, it was required that I endure only one final meeting with General Cyderial until my future placement would be decided. I had calculated the exact scores I would need to squeak by and maintain my façade of middling intelligence. With a ranking so unimpressive, I would be given the position of surveyor—a dangerous job for the more expendable hybrids.

A post the majority of my colleagues would cringe to be associated with.

One I greatly coveted. One where I could explore this fog-covered hostile planet with a small team of genetically modified hybrid humans like myself.

Leave the academy behind, forever.

I had no fear of the wilderness that surrounded our burgeoning city. I was mesmerized by what I might find within its dense mists. Heard the call of the beasts who lived there, and knew the fog was where I belonged.

One final meeting with a terror and I would be free.

I was so close to my ultimate goal.

And damned proud of myself for making it so far.

Formal uniform impeccable, brown hair pulled away from my face and tightly knotted at my nape, I walked through the general’s office door stiff with decorum—in exactly the way expected of me. The nature of the chamber was unusual for a workspace, the main area housing his desk past an extended museum-like vestibule.

But it was beautiful… so many pretty things on so many delicate shelves.

Once, when I was very young, in a fit of temper, I'd swiped a little geode off the fancy display near the door. I still had it tucked away where no soul would ever find it. It was pink, glittery, and still one of the prettiest things I had ever seen.

Even though I had been only twelve when I had taken it, I’m pretty sure that if he had ever noticed it was missing or had the general suspected it was me, I would have received far more than a beating.

Hybrids regenerated at an extreme pace, making torture survivable and a real threat to consider. Every student had seen the consequences of his wrath in those who failed to live up to the academy’s high standards.

Death.

It had not always been so bad for recruits. General Cyderial did not take the position of Academy Director until I was twelve. His predecessor had been stern but far more gentle. Too gentle, by Cyderial’s estimation.

He expected killing machines and perfect poise. There was no room for anything soft. Not when we were reminded that this was a boot camp for children. That we were being trained for war.

Against what? A planet where everything wanted to kill you.

That’s why humans had broken an ancient taboo and genetically modified select embryos for a higher purpose—so hybrids, like myself, might keep the humans alive and guarantee that the survivors of a desiccated earth might build civilization anew.

For a human mother to undergo the treatments and bear a hybrid baby was a guarantee of comfort for the rest of one’s short human years. It raised a family’s status socially and was done with great honor.

I had even been told there were some human women who saw gestating hybrids as their holy calling. However, it was not easy work to bear and birth my kind.

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