Chaotic Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Damn it, Lesha, this is why you're still single, I think to myself. I look up at him, and to my surprise, his eyes darken and he smiles. "That can't be true, because you are really fucking beautiful." he says. It is silent for a while after he said that, because I had no reply for that. He sighs. "I'm sorry if that freaked you out, why don't we just dance?" he asks in a low husky voice. I nod, and he takes my hands, just as I hear Xeno's favorite song came on, I can f**k you all time by Jeremih ft lil Wayne. I smile, remembering how she taught me how to dance to it. I am feeling really confident while dancing to this song, but then again, that could just be the alcohol in my system.

Suddenly the air felt thick with electricity. I skidded to a halt a few yards away from where he landed. He was shining like a beacon, his whole body bathed in the most beautiful white light. Impossible! Fated Mates are a myth! I mentally screamed, but my feet moved me toward him of their own volition. There was no denying that none of the others seemed to sense the electricity that was thick between us or the light emitting from him. I couldn't stop my feet from moving me closer either even as my brain screamed that only Lycan really had destined mates, fated mates were a Fae story told to little girls. My hand reached up as if to touch him, but before it actually could I felt a pain in the

"We end this." "We end this," Amy and Vorlyk said together. Amy then told them of The Moor's request. "The Moor knows what I'm capable of. The European vampires sent him to kill me, but Cheri got me to America before he discovered my location. The Moor's ability is chaos. He can cause two loving brothers to fight to the death. But he's as unstable as me." "I say we do everything possible to save him and his mate. We need to full out attack the cats, rescue Tyboll, and unleash Dmitri when we're clear." Vorlyk's words held conviction and they all knew he had the biggest reason to hate The Moor.

The one in the hands of the giants of the Winged race was the Heaven Fan, while the one in Chu Xun's hands was the Earth Fan. Chu Xun had long noticed that his fan was incomplete. It turned out that the Fan of Cosmos was constituted by two fans. "It turns out that one of my fans is in your hand. Give it to me." Chu Xun opened his mouth and spat out a jet of purple light. The giant of the Winged race was both shocked and scandalized. He urged his feather fan to charge at the fan glowing in purple that Chu Xun had tossed to the air. "Swish!"

Albian stood, crossed his hands over his stomach and told what he could. “Yes. We were sought out and told a great many things about you and what was to come. I was given a choice in the matter. I chose to help you. He found us hidden away in a cave, we were on the run...” The ground beneath them began to shake and the drumming of hooves echoed closer. Evrah looked around and saw a small group of unicorns, running full speed toward them. The atmosphere had changed. Fear had now taken hold in the expanse of space they occupied. It was the first time since she arrived, she felt herself. It was both comforting and terrifying.

Sweat beaded massively on my forehead, plastering my hair to my temples, and my stomach tightened into a painful knot of dread and inexplicable excitement. My heart hammered wildly against my ribs, a chaotic drumbeat echoing the internal tension. And then a voice, a raw, powerful feminine voice, screamed loudly in my head this time. “MATE!!” The primal scream, full of ancient, desperate recognition, shattered the fragile control I had left. I instantly yanked my hand away from the weird man, stumbling back, my eyes darting frantically around the empty corridor. Yes, that same voice! The one that had been a silent, irritating companion for years!

The curly-haired slut's nails dug into his hips, rubbing circles that made him arch slightly. Kian lost track of individuals in the blur of touches, each slut's caress blending into the next. The redhead's hand joined the rub on his erection, three sets of fingers now pressing and stroking, building friction without release. The golden-haired one caressed his jaw, tilting his face to plant soft kisses along it, her tongue flicking out briefly. The athletic slut's strong hands massaged his thighs, thumbs pressing into the sensitive inner skin.

I stammered, shaking with terror. "Hmph. You've seen it all. Today is your last day, pervert," he said, his anger palpable. "I'm not a pervert! I'm your fan!" I cried, trembling. "A fan? Are you sure?" "Yes! I am... your fan!" I answered, even more frightened as Drex's irises flickered back to yellow. "Haha! But you ran away screaming when you saw the real me! That wolf was me, Drex Ethan! I am a Lycan!" He grinned, leaning in so close that he licked my cheek, as if tasting his next meal.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart, Oh yeah, I forgot there are many other beautiful stories written by me, Mafia and billionaire - Destiny Rebirth and Love - Rebirth of love Fated mates and rejection - His unwanted mate, His unwanted human mate. Please try giving them a read as well and I am sure you will love them. With love, Author Sree.

His chest felt tight, a knot of anxiety twisting with each beat of hisheart. His hands trembled, the tremors betraying the turmoil inside. His pulse hammered, a chaotic mix of pain, want, and something else—something he wasn't ready to name, something that felt dangerously like hope, a traitorous "icker in the darkness. Then, without thinking, driven by an impulse he didn't understand, a desperate need to contain the chaos, to shut out the world, he grabbed the chain. The metal wascold and rough against his skin as he yanked, the heavy bay door groaning in protest as it began its descent.