Novel & Cerita Clone Wars Fan Fiction

continued Arianna but Weston interrupted her. "Hang on, hang on. I've got the idea. I'll wait for her to respond," he said with a laugh. Arianna stayed for a few more minutes and then left since she had to feed her little one. Weston went up to his room to read the book. It seemed that the female protagonist called Annabella Darlington was twelve when she met the male protagonist Colton Fray who was eighteen. The story started the same way as theirs. Colton's twin brother Grayson seemed like a carbon copy of Hudson. Everything proceeded the same way as their love story did. On Annabella's sixteenth birthday the fight between Colton and Jordan was similar to that between him and Gordon. Colt

"We are a pack of cats and wolves each holding equal rights within Vorlyk's clan, but I thank you for your greeting on behalf of us all." Fucking great. Zenya and The Kodiak would kill each other over word games before the sun rose the following morning. How the hell had he gotten himself into this mess?

I am grateful. To everyone who has ever inserted a clause. You know who you are. I hope it worked. To J., who said on the day I finished the first draft: the dedication should be for the people who inserted the clause. That is the dedication. Thank you for reading my mind. The building is forever. Both things are true. About the Author Clare Felix writes MM Romance and BL fiction about men who are complicated in specific and recognisable ways, and about the people who love them anyway.

AVA I stood beside Derek and our team, my heart pounding in my chest as we crept through the shadows of the Golden Claw Palace. The night air was thick with tension, and I could feel the weight of our mission bearing down on us. We had stolen codes and inside information that would help us slip through the back gate undetected, but I knew that didn't guarantee our safety. As we moved closer to the palace, I felt a strange sensation building inside me. It was as if my bond with Cane was growing stronger, like an invisible thread connecting us across the distance.

Dear Readers, From this point, i will continue writing the sequel of the book "The claim of his Claws.." in the same book series as "THE BETA'S CONQUEST.." In this sequel, a part of beta Lance's story will be highlighted after his abandoning of the pack. His struggles from the heartbreak and post traumatic stress disorder that he suffered after his beloved mate died. Will there be another chance for Lance or will he destroy everything coming in his ways? Will he be able to control his dark side or let it go and become a rogue Werewolf wandering in the world.

Mercy asked. "You will be fine, Mercy, I promise," he replied. "This is insane!" Mercy was about to say another word when Clifford shut her up with a kiss. She didn't push him away or try to resist him. Instead, she kissed him back passionately. Mercy was the first person to take her clothes off, and Clifford ran his hand around her naked body, making her moan into his mouth. She had missed his body and his touches so much. Clifford saw the way she reacted to his touches and hoped he didn't make any mistake in choosing her.

BLAIRE The bathroom mirror didn't lie. My neck was a map of dark bruises, and my pussy throbbed with a heavy, relentless ache. I stood under the spray of the shower, the hot water hitting my sensitized skin like a thousand needles. I watched as the milky remnants of Raymond’s thick cum swirled down the drain, mixing with the steam, but I couldn't wash away the intense, complicated realization settling in my gut. I wasn't just Manuel’s widow anymore. I was the center of a storm I had walked into willingly, a woman caught between two brothers who wanted to claim every inch of the life I had left. I must confess ,I like every bit of it

The sole food that keeps me sane, alive, and stronger. As I fill my stomach with it, I stared at the wall just in front of my desk. Photos. Lots of it. At the university’s main gate, at the convenience store, in front of the dormitory building, even on a random road. Different places, day or night. But with the same person in every piece of it. Eliana Deere, of the very powerful Deere clan. One of the biggest, strongest, of all the pack. The only daughter of Boss R, with the inheritance of the throne just waiting for her. Eliana, you make me go speechless by how dumb you are. Turning your back against your pack to bump shoulders with humans, live in a room where humans sleep, eat what they e

My moonfire leaks through the cracks, reaching for her, answering her storm like it recognizes itself in her chaos. Clara’s breathing is ragged. Power burns off her in waves. But her eyes gods, her eyes are steady. Determined. She will destroy this entire realm before she lets them cage me. And for the first time since stepping into this divine trap Hope blooms in my chest. Dangerous. Bright. Impossible to extinguish. Because Clara is not just breaking their rules. She is rewriting them. Clara POV The crack in the barrier glows like a wound. A thin line of white light, trembling, widening, begging to be split open.