Ash X Serena Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"So fucking beautiful together." "Jaxon." Sera whimpered. "I need more. I need you too." "Patience, baby." Jaxon said. "I'll have my turn soon enough." I could feel my orgasm building, the pressure coiling tighter and tighter in my core. "My God, Axel, will you cum for me?" I asked desperately. "I'm about to cum for you, baby. Please tell me to cum. Tell me to cum inside you." I begged shamelessly because this was fucking way too much, the tightness of Axel's ass, the sight of him fucking Sera, the sounds they were both making.

“Then maybe it’s time you stopped running alone. The rain had ceased, leaving the city cloaked in a damp, oppressive silence. We navigated through the maze of deserted streets; Lena led us to a concealed entrance beneath a derelict overpass. The hidden door revealed a spacious underground chamber, remnants of a forgotten subway station. The air was musty but dry, a sanctuary from the perils above. As we settled around a makeshift fire, the flicking flames cast dancing shadows on the graffiti laden walls. Lena's gaze was distant, her fingers tracing the edge of a worn photograph she had retrieved from her pack. “Who is that?” I inquired, unable to mask my curiosity. Lena hesitated, then hande

She was driving him nuts and he wanted desperately to kiss those pouting red lips till they begged him to stop. He pushed himself away from the wall and turned to move away from her, but she had had enough of his manliness. She grabbed him, bit her lower lips, and leaned toward him. “I'm not going to..aah!" she yelled as he grabbed her hand and pulled her downwards. She came crashing down on Ruke's chest panting. They were both panting and staring at each other. Hermione sprawled on top of the lycan, Ruke could not help to relish the softness of her body against him.

He went to the ground with a suffocated sound. Livia screamed. The band came together so brutally that she also blew. She killed the last attacker with a targeted fire ray, then she fell on Marcus knees. “Not again, not again... not again...” she raged. His eyes were glazed with pain. Blood ran out of his mouth. “I love you...” he ran. “Even if the gods hate us.” Livia pressed her forehead against his. The purple light of her binding flickered weak. She felt like his life ran through her fingers.

Anise knew it was selfish of her to change gears now and get Miranda as far away from Asher as possible, and yet that's all she wanted. After the heat had died down between Asher and Miranda, he showered and headed down to the training grounds without a word to Miranda. The human girl had taken notice that Anise was sad with Asher's interaction with her, and Anise expressed that she changed her mind. Miranda was glad and was instantly on board with leaving the mansion and never coming back. Anise was hesitant, but she couldn't risk Asher falling in love with Miranda and forgetting her. Anise still loved Asher, no matter how much it hurt for her to do so. She loved him, but he was starting to

Joanna said and offered Serena a glass of wine. "Thank you," Serena said as she collected and gulped the whole wine. I couldn't believe my eyes, does she drink? Lara and Miles tried to stop her but she didn't listen. "You're the most handsome man In this hall tonight," Alex said, touching my face and eating my lips. She did it passionately with her eyes closed. But my eyes were fixed on Serena as I felt the hurt she was going through. This was her third glass, if I don't stop her she might get herself drunk.

Hadn’t let myself acknowledge what Arsen meant to me, what he’d always meant. But now—seeing him like this— It fucking killed me. I dropped to my knees beside him, hands shaking as I reached out, Alexei still tucked into me as he trembled. “Arsen.” His eye stayed locked on me, glazed with pain. If I had been faster—if I had gotten here sooner—he wouldn’t be like this. Maybe if I returned his texts, he would have been fine. If I didn’t push him away, he wouldn’t have been in this position.

Emmy has spent her life believing she understands where she belongs: beneath the protection of King Xander, the wolf king who raised her as his own, and within a kingdom that has always been her home. But on the eve of her twentieth birthday, everything she knows begins to unravel. When a mysterious amethyst amulet awakens a power buried deep within her, Emmy discovers that her fate is tied to something far older—and far more dangerous—than the kingdom she loves. The ancient dragon king, Ignisvath, has returned from the shadows, and his connection to Emmy is not one that can be explained away as coincidence. As whispers of war spread through the kingdoms and the Dragon King’s presence grow

For one brief moment, there was silence. Clara looked at him. Vance looked back. “You’re bleeding.” He touched his cheek. A thin line of blood ran across his jaw. “It’s nothing.” She stepped closer. “Hold still.” “Clara—” “Hold still.” She wiped the blood away with her sleeve. Vance went quiet. Their eyes met. The sounds of battle seemed distant. Clara lowered her hand. “You scared me.” Vance’s expression softened. “I wasn’t going to let them reach you.”

He was thrown backward, skidding across the frozen ground before slamming into the wooden barrier at the edge of the training yard. The shadows recoiled instantly, snapping back toward me like startled serpents. Silence fell. My heart stopped. “Riven—” He groaned, pushing himself up slowly, one hand braced against the barrier. A dark mark spread across his tunic where the shadow had struck. Horror flooded through me. “I didn’t mean—” “I know,” he cut in, though his voice was strained. But the damage was done. Not just to him. To us. The shadows hovered uncertainly at my back, thinner now, trembling as if aware of what they had done.