Beyblade Burst Fanfic Novels & Stories

His hand clamped over mine again, tethering me to him, a promise of survival, a lifeline in a forest that had become a predator of its own. The shadow lunged again, claws raking through the air, and we rolled, ducked, fired, moved, weaving through the chaos with a rhythm that was ours alone, synchronized through instinct, trust, and the raw bond that had formed between us. Sparks ignited the underbrush, flames coiled around toppled trees, the acrid stench of smoke and charred wood filling our lungs, yet Kenneth remained my center, my anchor, my tether to life, and in the ferocity of the moment, amidst bullets and fire and impossible predators, the memory of our first kiss pulsed like a heart

In a trembling voice, I promised, "Rachel, I really don't know what you mean. But I promise I won't interfere with your date with Carter. When we go back in, I'll help you persuade him to drink a few more glasses, okay?" Rachel looked me up and down suspiciously. Seeing how pale I looked, she finally let out a cold snort and said, "At least you know what's good for you. Later, find a chance to get lost. Don't stick around and be an eyesore!" "Okay, I get it," I replied meekly. When we returned to the private room, Rachel planted herself firmly in the seat beside Carter. "A toast to you, Carter!" She raised the glass and downed its contents in one go.

“Fucking... break me, Raffael. I don’t want to think about school. I don’t want to think about anything but this.” I shifted my grip, letting go of her wrists to grab her ass, hauling her hips off the bed to change the angle, my thrusts becoming erratic and violent. Her glasses finally gave up, clattering off her face and hitting the floor. She didn't care. She reached up, her nails digging deep into the muscles of my back, as she clawed my shoulders. “Now, Raffael! I’m going to—oh my god—” “Look at me,” I commanded, my own orgasm hitting the back of my throat.

Upon her introduction, Lydia offered a small wave as the introductions continued. Pointing to the boy in the beanbag next to him, he introduced, “This is Blake, also a Shifter.” A curly red-headed boy, maybe a year younger than me, beamed at his title, his green eyes gleaming with excitement. “The young man at the end of the couch here is Junto, also a Shifter,” Stephan continued as I moved my focus to the end of the couch under the wolf sketch. He had dark, almost black eyes, and dark brown curly hair and deep brown skin. And man was the right word for him, being a little shorter but more masculine than Nathan. He smiled a friendly smile and nodded slightly in my direction.

His back was turned to us, and as he turned around his bright green eyes locked onto me. Ally grabbed his hand, seemingly oblivious to the breakfast I had set out on the table. Alaric turned his attention to her, but quickly looked back to me, and then her again. With fearful anticipation, my heart pounded as I realized Alaric wasn't sure whose breakfast he was supposed to eat. Would he choose me? Would he tell Ally he couldn't see her anymore because of his feelings for me? After last night, I was near positive this was the end of his relationship with her.

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I nibbled on his lower lips and slowly he groans. "Easy brunnie or I don't mind taking you here." I grin and withdraw to stare at him. It felt like we were the only one in the hall, swaying to the music that was playing, Gary giving me tender gazes and my cheeks heating up over and over again. BRIE'S POV "Oh damn!" I moan out him pleasure as he thrusts into me, bitting my lips and giggling as he pounds my ass faster. Our moans filling the room, our sweat mixing together.

The energy around her flares, intertwining with mine, forging something indestructible between us. A mate bond unlike any other. The chains that had broken begin to mend. The abyssal force screeches, thrashing against the bindings, but they reform, stronger, brighter. She is not just sealing it away. She is rewriting the prison itself. And I can only watch in awe as my mate, my queen, ascends before my very eyes. ~~~~~ Kaiden’s POV This cannot be happening. I stare at the scene unfolding before me, my mind refusing to accept what my eyes are witnessing.

she stutters glancing back at Zeke as she follows me. "Blaze. . wait. . Blaze!" I'm past hearing. . and here was I almost forfeiting the rules for someone who practically wants to play me. We've only known each for two days. Why does it hurt me this bad. I won't cry. I never cry. Bliss does not cry. But the first drop of tears falls from my eyes and I know it. Zeke Kian has managed to break the wall I built over myself for all nineteen years of my life in just two days.

I held it, the power humming up my arm. We stood back to back. Béyoncé’s light flared. The battle began. Blades met. Magic flew. Water sprayed. Magic ripples from the blade crashed into shadows. Azelia struck hardest……twin crescents flashing. Kale’s steel is carved through dark forms. I focused on the blade in my hand, channeling the bond. The leader of the cult broke through. He aimed a dagger at Beyonce. I lunged, the blade bright. It took his weapon. The cultist staggered, then dissolved.