Chaotic Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She was a damn psycho, and her wolf was a wild animal completely out of control. I knew she needed to be sent away, and right this second. Despite her despicable behavior, I craved to put her in her place. Chaos was simply delighted at her ravenous outburst. He smiled deviously inside me, picturing her fighting me while I tied her down and forced a pleasurable submission over her. The conflicting emotions and desires battled within, creating a chaotic internal struggle.

Or how his body felt against mine. I shook my head again. “Bad, Wakely.” I snorted at scolding myself like a dog. I quickly showered and threw on a pair of leggings and a sweatshirt. It was too early to get ready for the party, but I could go for some coffee. I grabbed the only fiction book that I had on my shelf. It was a paranormal romance that I have read at least a hundred times. The cover was well worn, and for some reason, it gave me comfort.

My eyes were already turning black and any time I'm like that, I get so destructive and nothing can stop me aside myself. "Sam is not yours to take. So, go back to where you crawled out from" he said. " You can't tell me what to do. I'll have her" I said with a thundering voice. " Cal....lipa....ndo" the lycan witch hybrid chanted. He touched me. Before I knew what was happening, I found myself and him in a very strange place. "Where the hell did you take me to?" I asked, looking around.

That night, when she finally curled beneath her sheets, the silence was deafening. And in that silence, she let herself feel. The grief. The hatred. The deep ache of betrayal. And the terrifying pull she had begun to feel in the pit of her soul—like something ancient was calling to her. Searching. She didn’t know his name yet. But she could feel him. The one whose voice now haunted her dreams. The one whose presence made her blood sing. Her true mate. Darian’s POV Somewhere, in the darkened corners of the world, he was waking. Restless. Furious. Moving. She closed her eyes, heart racing. It had begun. The war. The unraveling. The reckoning.

Ones that make me wish I had never been born. I sigh, hugging her tightly from behind. My face buries in her long black hair. I shut my eyes, savoring the moment. A moment that will soon be snatched away when Kane finds us. All of these will cease to exist. Milena and I will go back to being Alpha and slave. Predator and prey. Strong and weak. World apart. A mistake from the past I need to correct. My thoughts run deeper but get obstructed as Kane opens the mind link.

The smell hit me hard, and my clumsy attempts to chug it simply made me choke and cough violently. Once I was tipsy, I started to type furiously on my phone. However, I ended up deleting everything. Suddenly, a lean figure appeared at the door. It was a man with a gentle look. When Mandy caught sight of her boyfriend, her expression instantly fell. "I can explain… Would you believe me if I said I came here to gather research for my fanfiction?" In response, the man came over and dragged Mandy away. "Mandy, if you want to write your fanfiction, you can use my body for research. Do I not have enough material for you? How about we work harder when we get home, hmm?"

Making her look up at me while I slapped her face. “How do you like this filthy dick?” I muttered, quoting what I had said to her mother. “Your mom already knows how good it feels. No wonder your husband left, Cilia. You cannot even squeeze tight. But you will both squeeze for me.” The fantasy switched between them. Cilia on all fours in the backseat. Audrey bent over the hood somewhere dark. Both of them still spitting insults but their bodies giving in. I edged again, stopping my hand completely when the pressure got too much. My cock throbbed in my fist, begging for release. Pre-cum dripped down over my knuckles.

It had to be about that Kylar, and it annoyed the fuck out of me. Taking a deep breath, I concentrated on the inner link that connected my mind with Caspian's. There had been times when I had seen dozens of links resembling threads in my mind. Focusing on the right one and forming a connection required practice. Now less than ten threads appeared, each marking the remaining member of my true pack. Caspian was the only warrior that Alpha Khaos generously left me—the only one I could trust. ‘Find out anything you can about that new guy,’ I ordered him.

***** CHAOS I tested my new body and it's permanence, A load of spells escaping my fingertips wordless, Finally I'll be able to exert the justice on this world, on this splinter in my side, this intense cacophony of noise, In just a few rises of this measly ball of light, I'd eradicate this damned planet and all other sense of sentience and life within me, I'd be whole and silent again, but first a visit to an 'old hag' who tried to put a stick in my plans. As I descended down the steps I could hear the faint pitter patter as moisture dripped from the ceiling of the cavernous dungeon, she laid huddled her back against me, as I drew closer I heard her chant strange words even to me.

he whispered, nuzzling his nose against mine. Our relationship is unconventional to say the least. I never considered Elliot's past jealousy when Chaos and I originally fell for each other, mostly because I never considered Elliot falling for me. But after a lengthy discussion, Elliot assured me that me being with Chaos was the equivalent to our Lycan's sharing a bond and it didn't bother him the same.