Baldur's Gate 3 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

That crazy one, Bunden, with the most swollen cock mind-linked with me. Narrowing my eyes as I gave Bunden a burning side glance which shifted his weight a bit, I dragged the mind-link, keeping the poor Margret in the dark. "Her parents are here, Bunden. You're in her home for a reason not to fuck something." "It's just a quickie, Beta Frat. You know what we've been facing since Alpha Whadh was cursed." Sighing heavily, I glanced at Margret who had dropped to the ground and had started weeping more into the arms of two more women. The little boy joined his mother. Then I fixed my gaze back at the eager Bunden who seemed like he was at his peak.

Were they born to be so sadistic? “I felt it when you got close to Eyolf. The connection was so strong for me to take in. That’s why I was able to locate you.” “You felt our bond,” I whispered. “Yes, I did and from what I can see, Ragnulf hasn’t noticed it yet, huh?” “Yes, he hasn’t noticed it at all.” I looked down at my feet, hoping he wouldn’t find out. If he does, I’m doomed. I had three mates which were triplets and alphas.

When these Eight Gates open, I begin to cure Desert. However, at this moment, Desert didn’t get up and only focused on typing. Dessert: “Lucifer, Rican Love Ailina, are you here to make fun of me? You can’t even beat a boss. Are you idiots? I have good equipment, but you cause me to die twice. What kind of disgusting team is this? I am not playing with you anymore.” System: “Desert leaves the team.” Blue Elf: “Sorry.” System: “Blue Elf leaves the team.”

I mentally read the written scriptures engraved into the walls of the ancient goddesses room, my fingers caressing and tracing every engraved lines tenderly. My name is Aurora and I am the daughter and only child to Queen Melinda and King Remera Aumero and heir to the throne and ruler of the seven swords and seas of Eldrador. The night seemed completely strange, I couldn't sleep. I seemed to have been awakened by something, for a reason. I turned to the side and watched through the window the familiar sight of the mountains peeking over the trees. A mirage distorts the view beyond the window shields, and it’s impossible to tell where the asphalt ends and the ocean begins.

I would wake with tears on my cheeks, desperately wishing those dreams were real. Six years ago, everything changed. I went from being the Beta’s cherished daughter in a home filled with laughter to a cursed existence. Alpha Magnus couldn’t look at me without seeing betrayal. Luna Morgan, once a smiling aunt, became bitter and cruel. Their son Tristan, my former best friend and the boy I’d once dreamed might be my mate, now encouraged others to torment me in the most creative ways possible.

He pulled out, cock shiny with spit, and stalked to the door naked. Lydia scrambled up, grabbing a robe from a chair, her heart racing. Through the window, she saw shadows—three figures in cloaks, chanting low. Witch hunters, drawn by the magic burst. Ragnar burst out the door with a roar, claws out. The fight was brutal. He slashed one across the chest, blood spraying. Another threw a spell, blue light hitting his side, burning fur. He howled in pain, tackling the guy, fangs ripping throat. The third ran a knife at his back, but Lydia—bond fueling her—leaped out, her fangs bared. She bit the hunter's neck, sucking deep, his blood hot and coppery. Strength surged deep inside; the bond made h

THIRD-PERSON POV Duran's mind kept going back to his mate, wondering what she was doing, and if she missed him. Izanna's description of the Mad Alpha was making him rethink this trip he was on. He should have stayed home with his mate who was carrying his pup. The Moon Goddess would be cruel to kill him now after all that he had been through. As he made his way to the Mystic Mountain, his mind became chaotic.

How I would explain that I had fallen in love with a beast in a fantasy world inaccessible to humans and how I am carrying his child. They would most likely have me locked up in a mad house. I shake off this thought and decide it was a bridge I would have to later cross. I turn to Alden with a mischievous grin.” You know,I've been thinking…maybe we shall have a double wedding?” Alden raises an eyebrow. “A double wedding? Who with?” “Karken and Khimaira,” I reply,my eyes gleaming with excitement. “Two couples, united in love and lust…”

Jackson The room felt suffocating the moment Laura emerged from the bathroom, her skin glowing and damp from the steam. My heart clenched at the sight of her, but guilt gripped me tighter than desire. I had crossed a line, one I should never have even approached. The echoes of our shared passion lingered in the air, but beneath that was the weight of what I’d done. She was young, vibrant, and full of life. I was twice her age, burdened with experience and regrets. What I had allowed to happen between us wasn’t just wrong in the eyes of others… it was wrong in mine too.

Laying in the middle of three beautiful women, Rex still had to punch himself sometimes to ensure he was not dreaming, ‘How lucky am I?’ ‘All hail lord harem prince,’ Fafnir growled, his voice full of sarcasm, ‘This has to be the first time I have heard of an amonthrul having a romantic attachment.’ ‘This is also the first time you’ve heard of four being part of the bond too,’ Rex said with a smile, ‘This is just an added bonus.’