Acotar Scenes Novels & Stories

The soft fabric felt cool against my skin as I turned to face them, waiting for their explanation with barely contained curiosity. They were both standing like a perfect balance of yin and yang, their arms folded over their chests in mirrored stances. Ataz took a step forward before settling onto the bed next to me. The mattress dipped under his weight and a strong, alluring scent filled the air. “We could incorporate it into the ritual,” he suggested, leaning in closer. My eyes flicked to Tobin, unsure of what to say. My heart raced as I bit my lip nervously, considering the proposal. “All you would have to do is slice through your scar when we spill your blood,” Ataz continued, his voice l

Anatoli introduces himself to Ximena and she sizes him up a bit, taking his rough exterior in. Poté comes strolling in again, dumping the extra bottle of tequila and the shot glasses on the table. “Hola, some new faces I see.” Tarja jumps up again, baring her neck as a sign of respect. “Beta, I am Tarja and this is my mate Anatoli.” She says, shoving Anatoli to get him to show some respect. He does so and I chuckle at the sight. She is just what he needed to be put into place.

Barasa said. With that, he stood up and left the room. As the cold sensation of the substance faded, Tari felt herself drifting away, lids too heavy to stay open; the next second, she was unconscious. [Mitari's Mansion ~ later that day] Mitari sat on her luxury couch, a tequila in one hand as she used the other to scroll through her screen, giggling while reading the comments on Tari's sex tape. In highschool!!! So disgusting!!!! What do you guys expect? Her father is rich and she is rumored to be mannerless!!!

I stand paralyzed at the altar. My body trembles, my heart heavy with anticipation and fear, my eyes dart nervously around, my fear grows with each passing moment. The projector continues to whir to life. The scene continues to unfold on the screen, and I watch in disbelief and terror as Alpha Trayton, several of his Betas and Gammas, and of course me, begin discussing elaborate methods to cause a car accident against the ‘nobody’ and her son and make them appear as a tragic accident. We speak of tampering with brakes, sabotaging steering systems, and creating dangerous distractions for them.

More of sarcastically. I stood there, utterly reactionless. I most definitely did not want to annoy Ace. "My little wife, she can sit on my lap, right?" Ace said, staring intently into my eyes. His beauty made my heart melt. I simply nodded in agreement, but to be honest, I didn't find it very comforting. "Great!" He continued, petting my cheek. Even though my heart began to race, I held my composure. Ace wrapped his hand around my waist, and walked me to where he’d be sitting. He pulled his pants up a little and sat down carefully, before opening his legs and tapping his thigh while looking up at me.

Fang said. Catori wasn't paying much attention to what he was saying, because she was too caught up in the fight with her father. She feared for him. But as she continued to watch, she saw that her father had Akara on his back, who was struggling to get up. There was a roar. A head began to roll down the path of the mountain and came to a stop as if to display for them all to see. Lucian flew over to stop before them, shooting flames in the air to single that he was the victor.

Flashback Over Tara is still traumatized, learning about his evil intention. Sitting on the floor, She takes the breathing deeply as yet she feels that he choke her throat. Her eyes welled up with tears, and her face turned ashen as fear clearly evident in her appearance. His voice or say that his warning echoed in her ears, she feels his intimidating presence around her. “I will ruin you, Babita…!!!...” “I will ruin you, Babita…!!!...” “I will ruin you, Babita…!!!...”

A crystal sphere appeared above the table, projecting perfect holographic images of the scene in the forest. The councilors watched in horrified, fascinated silence as the scene unfolded in vivid detail: Irmak on all fours, being taken from behind by Átila while she sucked Kuzey. Irmak riding Kuzey while Átila took her anally. Irmak screaming in pleasure, fluids running down her thighs, her body marked by bites and claw scratches. Her moans echoed through the council chamber as if she were there with them. “By the gods…” murmured Chancellor Aldric, turning pale.

“It’s too cold. Come to de bedroom.” “Nope.” I shake my head, reinforcing it. “Right here. I’ll make you warm.” And with no more warning than that, I summon a balmy rush of elemental air and sweep her off her feet. The satiny robe drops to the RV’s floor, and thankfully, so does her humongous creepy spider. It scuttles off into a dark corner, doubtless somewhere that will fucking scare the hell out of me later. That leaves Tarot’s beautiful naked body free-floating in front of me, the spiraled curls of her platinum hair dangling beneath her as I raise her level with my shoulders.

She makes a small sound of contentment, utterly unaware of what we’re walking into. I murmur an apology to her as we walk. “I’m so sorry, my love.” She looks so content. So happy to be outside. My feet feel heavier with every step toward the temple ruins. Arlo’s hand rests protectively against my back. Whatever happens when the demon receives Scarlett’s blood, we’ll both fight to the death to protect her. Fear presses in on me, cold and suffocating, making it harder to breathe the closer we get. When we reach the ruins, Astaroth is already there. His eyes fix on Scarlett hungrily. “Shall we get this over with?” he asks mildly.