Command And Conquer Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Grant taunted with glee. Dale snarled at his friend. He had clearly misjudged his human, but he would not underestimate her again. He sent the information to his third in command and then traipsed off the platform into the woods. There he all but ripped off his clothes and stuffed them into his pack, before shifting into Duke, while both Duke and Grant were laughing at him.

"That's good to know. I hate serving under someone, unless for a good reason." "I am the future King of Phoenixes and Ruler of Winacellu, your Commander, are those not good enough—oh, hold on, you're already serving me as you are a member of Faenice." He smirked triumphantly at me, seemingly so amused by our conversation. "Ah." I cringed. "I should have picked Lupos instead."

His voice thundered with the Alpha command, resonating through her body. Eve’s eyes widened in fear, her mouth trembling. The Alpha command was absolute, and no lesser wolf could resist. She tried to fight it, but the words spilled out uncontrollably. "I... I just needed to get her out of the way!" she confessed, her voice shaking. "Emma was always in the way, and I wanted her gone... I couldn’t stand her anymore." Daniel stared deep into her eyes, his hold unwavering. As soon as he removed his gaze, the overwhelming effect of the Alpha command vanished.

It was a good strategy, but…. He forgot something. Strength-based warriors have one point that makes them a strong opponent—stamina. "I'm afraid Conrad will be the one losing.” I pointed out with a smile, and a few elders glanced at me. Diana was the first to speak, with a sneer, "Commander's eyes are not as sharp as I had thought. Can't you see that Bernard cannot even match Conrad? In no time, he would be defeated.” A few Elders chorused her statements and gave me a look that spoke volumes of their disdain, but my smile remained.

As if that wasn’t enough, the Commander did the most by pissing him off by mentioning the part where he was attracted to Chloe. He hasn’t heard about his wife from him. So, he had no idea whether she was alive as well as the other packmembets. But his daughter was alive, thanks to the stupid Commander who didn't know that he was walking a treacherous path by talking about his girl. “Do you think you deserve a drink?” He heard the commander ask him, before coming closer to yank on his hair, which tilted his bleeding messed up face up to him. “You have no idea what you are into, but don’t worry. If i don’t get the opportunity to kill you off just like your father did to our queen and princess,

Lucas was distant in his own way that was somewhat more direct than his older brother who liked to play around in circles but always brought you to the destination that he wanted ultimately. Damian looks like the only one who was in his playing any games. Which means he would be the easiest to get close to. As long as I don't die while doing it. We stretched, got hydrated and then started jogging. I have to admit, it wasn't half bad at first especially since I could see Damian’s bare arms and the delicious ripple of his muscles when he jogged. But I made sure to leer sensibly. “So how long have you been commander of the Royal warriors?” I asked, trying to strike up conversation, he wasn't ev

My voice comes out as a plea. Small. A whisper that even surprises me. She parts her lips, slowly. And I sink my tongue into hers, sucking her tongue, sucking her lips. My fingers press beneath the cloak until I find her nipples. “Mmmm…Commander…” She gasps shakily. The sound, the name commander, makes me reconsider my next actions. Am I really doing this? Should I do this? If I do this, there is no turning back. She arches her breast into my palm and my fingers brush over her beautiful nipple.

Ubuntu smiled, a sly grin displaying across his face. He shifted his gaze to Cassandra, and he continued, "Well, all in all, Cassandra I'm glad that you finally got your wish — which is getting us to war with the Lakewood pack." "But one thing, you prolly forgotten is — by declaring war, you transfer power from the courts, you can easily manipulate, to the Commanders that you can't manipulate anymore." Ubuntu snickered. "...and I think I'm still something of a commander, or what do you think..."

“I know you want this. You want to rip this shirt off my body, and fuck me into this chair.” I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to erase the image as I fought my body’s natural instinct. My cock was as hard as a fucking rock as I sat there imagining what it will feel like sucking her breasts into my mouth. "You should stop!" "I like how you command me. It turns me on. Keep doing that and I might just come quick. Command me." She begged. Her words replayed in my head. She fucking likes it when I tell her what to do?

“Why does she look so much like the Black Witch?” “I did not create her. I don’t know.” “Are you messing with me?” my anger was near uncontrollable now as I took dangerous steps loser and loser to Conrad. Conrad still did not back down. “Is this the start of your mutiny?” Conrad scuffs. “Let’s get to combat training, shall we?” he said, waving off the topic of Methis I had just brought up. This made me angrier. “Let’s go to open field for the combat practice.”