Bleach Si Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“My father knows I’ve recovered. Staying there was a waste of time for both of us. And if there’s one thing he hates, it’s wasted time.” I let out a soft chuckle. “I’m just glad you got better so quickly.” He raised a brow, his smirk widening. “I’m Lycan, Blair. What did you expect?” Rolling my eyes, I threw a playful punch at his arm and he barely even flinched. He gave me a mocking look and I playfully rolled my eyes. As we drew closer to my room, I became aware of something strange. The hallway was buzzing with people throwing angry looks or pointing accusing fingers at me. Doors creaked open and my ears picked up hushed murmurs echoing around us.

“Allow me to introduce my Luna—Blair. Blair, meet my one and only sister, Princess Seraphina.” “No introduction needed,” Blair said, walking in with an easy confidence and a twinkle in her eye. “It’s an honor to meet you, Princess.” She offered a graceful bow. “And for the record, I’m not his Luna. Not yet, anyway,” she added, shooting Jeremy a pointed look. “You will be,” he quipped with a half-smile. “You’re my mate. You’re just scared of the mating ritual.” Blair rolled her eyes. “Scared? Please.”

She glanced at Alex who was now busy going through his phone. “You changed me?” She asked and he looked at her. “Yeah.” He replied and she gave him a questioning look. Alex rolled his eyes knowing what was going on in her mind. “I didn't fuck you. If I wanted to, I would have done it and besides, I don't do Necrophilia.” “I’m not a corpse.” Blakeley mumbled, finding his reply offensive. “Come.” He ordered stretching his hand to her, Blakeley slowly took it and he pulled her up from the bed, she walked to him and he wrapped his arms around her waist and stared at her face.

He whispers softly, “You look perfect, like a goddess, Blair.” My cheeks heat up and I turn to look at him, his eyes shining with adoration for me. I tell him, “I’m becoming your Luna officially, I’ll be your equal, right?” He smiles, “You’re already my equal, Blair.” I comment, “I want to see Raya.” He winces softly and shakes his head, “I know you want to, Blair, but it’s dangerous around vampires.” “I don’t care.”

We shall meet again, in a time, and place, that the fates decree. Sierra utters these words in an almost song like manner, as everything between us pulses, and hums, with a static that electrifies the room, and we glow to an almost insane level of brightness. I screw my eyes shut, body energized, and almost fit to bursting with the sudden rush of adrenalin coursing through me. I feel like I’m standing in a wind tunnel, yet nothing moves, and almost as quickly as it overwhelms me, it stops dead, and drops back to a dim glow as only Sierra’s hands remain blue and those two piercing eyes return to dark, and her natural brown color. I blink my eyes at the sudden darkness of the room, acclimatizi

My blood ran cold when I realized what she was going to do. "Blair, please don't do this. Please, don't" I pleaded. She couldn't hear me still. So, she threw herself off the cliff after muttering a "I'm sorry, Darian. But, I can't live without you" I sank to my knees, feeling like I was going to be sick. The atmosphere shifted and I found myself in a house which I knew wasn't mine. My feet started to lead me upstairs and I arrived at one of the bathrooms in the house. Once I saw him standing by the mirror, I knew what was going to happen next. I'd dreamt about this before. I watched him take out a knife and take off his shirt. I tried to look away, but I couldn't. I watched him as he literal

"You drive me fucking crazy! I'm going to take you right here!" A belt unbuckled with a sharp click. The sickening sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed in the large office. Peeking through the blinds of the secret room, I bit my lip so hard I bled. My very soul trembled. Caleb growled and bit into Sienna's tender neck without holding back. He didn't leave a permanent mark, but that glaring hickey, along with their sickeningly sweet scents mixing in the air, shattered my world completely.

Blair hissed through clenched teeth, shoving forward. Celeste’s grip tightened around Blair’s wrist. “You never had the right to touch it.” She twisted, flipping Blair over her shoulder. The impact cracked the floor. Blair coughed, rolled, and threw a charm stone that burst in a puff of white fire. Celeste shielded her face, the heat licking her arm. Through the smoke, Blair’s smile gleamed, cruel and gleeful. “You think you’re special because you were chosen?” she spat. “You’re nothing but a mistake.”

“This isn’t how it’s supposed to work. We heal together. We’re bonded.” Dane said nothing. He just stood there, watching me with those unreadable eyes. His face calm, detached. Cold. The pain made me hiss as I pressed a cloth to my palm. “Why aren’t you hurting?” I snapped at him. “Why is this still bleeding? I should be healing too!” He still didn’t speak. I turned sharply to Sierra, who was leaning against the doorframe with her arms crossed, watching everything like she was proud of it. Like this was all going exactly how she planned.

As soon as the door closed, silence became my only companion again until my eyes landed on the nightstand. There it was. A goddamn small piece of black silicone that represented my complete surrender. I couldn't even understand why the hell Frederick had forced me to use something like that. What was the point? Power? With a deep huff, I left it there and went straight to the bathroom. I got into the shower and let the near-boiling water turn my skin red, trying to wash away a filth that soap couldn't reach. When I stepped out, I stopped in front of the nightstand again and clenched my teeth with all my might. I felt sick, my stomach churning, but the image of my mother smiling forced me to