HERS

HERS Written by Gracie_author Copyright © 2026 by Gracie_author All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means — electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise — without the prior permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations used in reviews. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, businesses, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. *TRIGGER WARNING:* This is a twisted and dark obsession romance. It contains mature themes, possessive behaviour. Other themes may contain and not limited to; knife play, bondage, blood play, abduction, confinement, physical assault, orgasm denial and of course death. If you find any of these triggering please skip your mental health matters Still here, let's go HERS Playlist 1. Taylor Swift - Don’t Blame Me 2. Lana Del Rey - Born To Die 3. The Weeknd - The Hills 4. Billie Eilish - you should see me in a crown 5. Hozier - Take Me To Church 6. Arctic Monkeys - Do I Wanna Know? 7. Banks - Brain 8. Lorde - Glory and Gore 9. Chris Grey - Let the world burn 10. Chinchilla - Little girl gone First Edition: 2026 For updates, playlists, and teasers: Dreame / i********:: @Gracie_author PROLOGUE ZYLAN I held her thighs and while I pumped hard into her. She was a crying mess. If only I could pull out her tongue or cut her vocal chords. I needed to c*m as soon as possible so this could end but her ass was not doing it for me. I never f****d any woman's p***y. I did not want to end up spilling my seeds in her goddam cunt. So she could then have my pups and then have a mess of possessive woman. And I also didn't know if i was ready for pups. s*x was stressful, I only did it to pass my heat period. And since I did not have my mate yet, a woman was offered to me every heat season. Not having a mate was not something that bothered me, being with these women only made me angry and pissed. Maybe a mate could be different maybe. But could she give me what I craved the most. I pinched my n****e hard so I could feel a little pain from this. I let out a low groan. I wonder if my mate could understand me, could she give me the pain I so much craved, could she offer me the kind of s*x I needed. Could she think of me as crazed if I told her I was a masochist. I pinched harder. I needed pain so I could orgasm. I craved it, f**k I pinched harder I knew I drew blood, the more pain I felt the harder I thrust into the girl whose name I had long gotten out of my head. She had blonde hair, I don't know who the f**k told my men that I wanted a blonde girl, to hell not all our tastes were the same. But honestly I did not know what my taste in women could be. I only knew I was tired of seeing blonde heads while I f****d them. I f****d harder as I felt my orgasm nearing, the girl below me cried, oh how I wanted to cut out her tongue. She was too loud for my liking every time she made a sound my c**k almost deflates but I really wanted to c*m. My balls tightened I shut out her noise and fucker harder and before I knew it I was cumming in her ass. I let out a sigh of relief. I pulled out of her and she collapsed on the bed. I think she came more than ten times before I had my orgasm. I turned to look at the clock, did I f**k her for an hour? Wow my orgasms were getting prolonged each time. The first time I climaxed in 20 minutes but now it's an hour and some minutes. "Hey get up" I called out to the girl but she made no moves. Was she asleep? Really? Fuckin' fantastic. I moved to the bathroom and had a quick shower. I knew I was going to bathe again. I got out of the bathroom and the girl was still passed out. I got my clothes, dressed up and moved out. I could care less if the girl could wake up or not ILYRA If someone asked me what was the worst thing that could happen to you I could tell them having brothers. But I unfortunately I loved the twins with all my heart. I looked at my upside down room right now. Everything was scattered everywhere. After the long job hunt, I expected to come back home and rest on my lovely bed only to find it looking like hell. The bedroom door creaked slowly and I knew I was them. I turned to look at them pissed and I almost cracked when I saw their faces. they looked as though they could cry. "We're sorry" they said in unison their heads bowed down. "You are not forgiven, you are going to clean this room then afterwards you clean the whole house" their heads raised, "then I may forgive you" I said and moved out of the room leaving two identical horrified faces. I grinned. Oh how I loved punishments and the look on their faces when they received a punishment. I moved to the sitting room only to find my mom seated in the couch probably drunk. She hated me and I knew it, she threw a glance my way, rolled her eyes and stood up to leave. "Where have you been?" I asked before she could go further, she turned to look at me. "None of your business!" she spat at me. "Oh yeah it my business when you are acting like a fool instead of a mother" She looked like she could beat me up but we both knew I could win the match so she just turned and left