Ao3 Isolation Novels & Stories

Nini glanced up. “You look like hell.” Aurora gave a tired laugh. “I feel like it.” Nini set the gun down. “Talk.” Aurora slid down the wall until she was sitting on the floor. “I hate Marisol,” she said quietly. Nini’s brows lifted. Aurora stared at her hands….still scabbed from training. “She keeps trying to get close. Keeps looking at me like I’m… something good. Aurora’s voice cracked. “And every time she does I see Lies and madness.

Now, everything in the past was starting to feel like a joke. I calmly replied, "My husband's in Zentara. He'll worry if I'm home late." Liam was stunned. It took him a long while before he found his bearings. Pale and confused, he yanked my wrist and questioned, "You married someone in Zentara?" I nodded. "You and I both have our own families to go back to. From now on, I'll be out of your life for good." I struggled out of his grip, but he was surprisingly strong.

Reclassification comes with consequences. Not immediate destruction. Not instant removal. --- Isolation. --- Ariana felt it the moment the hallway returned to normal. --- But something was off. --- Not around her. --- Inside the moment. --- Like the reset hadn’t fully completed. --- Oliver stepped beside her again. His expression sharper than before. --- “They’re not done,” he said quietly. --- Ariana nodded. --- “I know.” --- A pause. --- “This felt too… clean.”

“He told me they were separated. That she was toxic. Unstable. That he was just waiting for the papers to be finalized.” Aria looked down, heart clenching. She’d heard the same script. “He always made you feel like you were saving him,” Isabelle continued. “Like he was the one in pain, the one who needed protecting. And by the time you realized you were the one bleeding… it was already too late.” Silence stretched between them, thick with things neither of them wanted to say aloud. “He told me he loved me,” Isabelle said. “Promised we’d build a life together. He said Olivia was a relic of his past, and I was his future.”

His eyes wide with terror. “No!” My younger voice cracks as I trash against the restraints. “Don't touch him!” My uncle doesn't even look at me “An alpha cannot have a heart, it is a weakness.” He says calmly. Elias adjusts the controls on the machine. “Male Omegas bonds are genetic anomalies.” Auriel’s voice booms. “They destabilize Alpha blooodlines.” My heart slams violently against my ribs. “You can't do this!” I roar, Fenir’s anger coming out of me.

Azriel continued applying steady pressure, moving with increasing intensity until the barrier of their clothing seemed to grow thinner beneath the heat and cold sweat covering Isolde's body. "Ah... stop already... hhh... my knees are weak," Isolde breathed out hoarsely. Both her hands gripped the edge of the wooden table so tightly. She was truly at the limit of her ability to remain standing. Hearing that surrendering complaint, Azriel suddenly released her. He turned around and dropped onto a long leather sofa in the corner of the studio. Before Isolde could even steady her breathing, Azriel grabbed her wrist and guided her curvy body onto his lap, bringing their centers of sensitivity tog

Isobel commented when Angelo proceeded to wipe his cum off her thighs. “I’m on the pill,” Isobel said sitting up and pulling the covers up with her. She didn’t have a lot of time to spend here, she needed to be back home before her brothers noticed. It seemed like she was not getting on Rafael’s good side still so she just decided to keep herself from being depressed. “I probably need to leave now. My brothers, they found out about us. I couldn’t lie about what we shared Angelo and I know it’s stupid but—”

“Please, Arthur. I’m so close.” I complied eagerly, angling my hips to hit that sweet spot inside her. With a cry, Isabella’s orgasm crashed over her. She spasmed beneath me, crying out my name as I followed her into bliss. My cock twitched as I emptied myself inside her. When the aftershocks finally subsided, I turned to Aurora, her chest heaving, eyes dark with desire. Her gaze dropped to where I was still buried inside Isabella, a wet spot of our combined essence glistening on her thigh.

My nose twitches with disgust. “You know, it’s this fiery behaviour that made me miss you in the first place.” Cain says under his breath. “I don’t like you, Nina.” His eyes rest in the glass separating us from contact, penetrating through to meet my gaze. “You left me dormant in a cell and keep me from the one I desire to be next to the most.” He means Isobel. The only reason someone like him wants to be with her is so he can torture her confidence out of her till she’s nothing but a shadow of herself living in fear.

“I walked around as if I don’t exist in their world.” Althea felt something cold bloom in her chest, reaching her one hand. “They made it clear I was no longer useful,” Isabelle went on, squeezing Althea’s hand tightly. “No role. No purpose. No future within the family. Grace for a while took pity on me and let me take care of her daughters but when Aurelio found out, he forbade it.” Julian added quietly, “Isolation can be more destructive than punishment.” Isabelle nodded. “I couldn’t stay there anymore.” She said. “I go in and out of the estate and nobody cares. No questions on where I’ll be going or what time I’ll be back. They just simply stopped minding.”