Chaotic Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The house is cold. Not because of the lack of warmth but also the lack of life. Sited at the kitchen counter was Damien, his dirty blonde hair falling over his face as his head was bent forward. Unmoving in that position. He had nothing else to live for, no fight left in him Everything he loved, cherished, and cared for was gone. His first love, Lauren was now married to his ex-best friend Nathan, his fiancée, Jane was now dead because of him.

my father growls and walks to the wolf and slits his throat with a claw. I see my mother scream clutching her head, but the witch removes her cloak and whispers. The body of the dead wolf burns and disappears. My father and mother are looking at each other and they both scream as the witch forces the new reality in them before they embrace again like they were mates who had finally found each other. I gasp and look at the witch. "What did you show me?" "That was my sister, Tabitha. Foolish girl. Breaking a mating bond out of fear. She would have been powerful if she was not a coward."

“Something changed. I don’t know if he just grew bored with existence or if he was broken from the beginning, but he went insane. Here, let me show you.” Before I could consent, Mab tapped my forehead, and my mind was filled with visions of a mad god. He ravaged the celestial realm, calling forth a dark palace from the ether. Fields that had once been a thing of awe were set aflame, burning without end. I felt the pain as if it were my own when he tore Mab’s wing from her body, intent on destroying her piece by piece. Only the magic of her sisters had saved her. They fled to the empty realm that would become the place where my kind were made.

After he dodged, the space he had previously stood at was immediately destroyed. The power of a Chaotic Treasure was devastating. Before Sadryn used the Elemental Fan, he was clearly at a disadvantage. With his Chaotic Treasure, he turned the odds against James. James knew he had to rely on his emergency measures and Supernatural Powers to deal with the Elemental Fan. Sadryn chased after James relentlessly and hounded him using the Elemental Fan’s various powers. Every area the Elemental Power passed was destroyed. The surrounding space was already shattered into pieces. James continued to dodge the series of lethal attacks.

--he chuckled evilly, like she was enjoying it or something– "she thought your beta's mouth might leak someday, and the days of her time in bed with him would be all over." Sometimes… I wonder how one could gather such bad luck in one sitting. Why exactly would the problems in my life grow at full speed? While thinking of ways to fully understand the annoying fact that I'm a lycan blood, and that my wolf had been trapped for the longest time, they came up with my mother fucking my beta, that was also screwing my Luna. "So… I wasn't just hallucinating sometime ago?" "You… I… Thorien…"

As the castle crumbled, the debris cascading like a macabre rain, I strained to see any sign of Liam. My pleas for him echoed into the void, swallowed by the cacophony of the collapsing world. The ground beneath me trembled, mirroring the palpitations of my frantic heart as I was dragged relentlessly by the spectral hands of the elders. In the final throes of the nightmare, the air grew thick with the metallic scent of the blood rain. The landscape, now a chaotic dance of destruction, offered no solace. The haunting whispers of Diana's ominous warning lingered, and the grotesque tableau played out until the very fabric of the dreamland seemed to unravel.

I grabbed the memory of the wood. GROW. I didn't use star-fire. I used the swamp's own memory. Beneath the black glass, the ancient, fossilized roots of the cypress trees woke up. CRACK. The pristine bridge shattered. Massive, gnarled roots burst through the smooth surface. They weren't black. They were brown, muddy, and ugly. The Elena-thing stumbled. Her perfect symmetry was disrupted by the chaotic, uneven terrain. The gravity grid flickered and died. The air rushed back in. I stood up. "Chaos isn't a bug," I said, dusting off my knees. "It's a feature." I reached out. I didn't attack her. I touched her forehead. System Restore. I poured a pulse of raw, messy, chaotic life energy into her

My mouth drops open and sputters fill the air. “Faster, Golden Boy.” he orders, My hands work faster, and faster. “Tell me how much you love this.” My hand is working so fast, my head can’t keep up, stars are exploding across my darkened vision. “I love your hands around me.” I groan, “But it’s your hand doing this, without my permission too.” My brain cannot keep up with what he’s said. I am about to come, and when I tell him this, he says,

Elena asked, looking up at Chaos as she leaned forward to lick the cap of the di¢k and slowly take it inside her mouth. Chaos placed his two hands on her head and rammed his remaining di¢k inside her mouth, making her gag and cutting off her breath. He held her like that for a minute before withdrawing his di¢k from her mouth and didn't allow her to breathe when he thrust his di¢k again, forcely, gagging her again and again and before long he was in a rhythm. Fucking her face without mercy. His sharp claws dig into her head and draw out blood which begins to flow down her face.

I widened my eyes, this had to be a joke. "Who do you think it is?" The voices of Soren, Strïth, Victor, and Hermaði rose together, just as their auras expanded. The shadows expanded, and even the sun seemed to lose its brightness. "I am your true Fated Mate. You are just a fraud!" The male voice replied, as loudly as my mates. Chaos began to reign, as several voices joined in with this declaration. ******** THE END Yes, folks, that's the end of the first book. As you can see, there will be a book two, and many things will be revealed!