Do Feyre And Rhysand Get Together Novels & Stories

ELYSIA’S POV The room felt colder after he left. Not in a physical sense; the fire still crackled in the hearth, warm and steady. But something had shifted when the door closed behind him. The air felt heavier, emptier. I sat on the edge of the bed, gripping the furs, trying to steady my breathing as I stared at the closed door, as if it might open again at any moment. But it didn’t. He was here. The Alpha King was here—Alpha King Rhaegar. He had caught me just as I was about to collapse.

Raven “I’m sorry,” I said wryly, my fingers trembling around the contract. “You want me to pretend to be your… fianceé?” I have to be imagining this, I thought. Surely what Nathan and Dani did to me made me turn insane and I was in some kind of stupor back home. Not only had I washed up on the shore of the Lycan lands, but I had also discovered that I was fated to a Lycan prince who was already betrothed, and now this…

Rhysand kicked Feyre backward and she crashed onto the wall before he could launch an attack on her again, a bone-piercing pain hit him that made him numb as he groaned out in pain while holding onto his rib. "Argh" he groaned in pain and Feyre spat out the black blood in her mouth before getting off the floor weakly. She grabbed the sharp knife on the table and walked towards Rhysand who was crouching on the floor," Want another hole?" She asked and just when Feyre was about to stab him again, he used his fist to smash her on the face and Feyre staggered backwards. Rhysand got up and he used his last strength to get to where Feyre was lying and used his hard shoe to wipe her on the face a m

Rhys felt his heart dropping, his fists clenched tight. His reality and dream came into one frame, she was his sea and his thirst. The restlessness in his heart yet the peace. In the heartbeats of his heart, she was there. But how does he tell her? How does he stop her? He’d fight the whole world for her, but her…he could never fight her. Fifteen years ago, he let her go. When the world brought them together once again, Adrian was already engaged to her. Now two years later, fate decided to play with him again. But this time, Rhys was adamant and determined to make her his.

a cough emitted from her. “I love you, Xerxes.” As a wide smile appeared on his face, Xerxes replied almost inaudibly, “I know Karina. I promise to take care of myself but you need to promise me something too.” he leaned closer to her. “Promise me that you will be reborn?” with that he claimed her lips. ••• Nineteen years later••• Standing in front of a gigantic painting, was Xerxes Mikaelson who seemed lost in thoughts as he stared oddly at the painting, having nothing but a scrunched facial expression.

It stood tall and proud, its leaves painted in vivid shades of green and there were a lot of small fairy lights strung all over. The place looked magical. “It’s beautiful” She gasped and Hayden smiled at her reaction. “Thought you needed to see it” He then turned her around to look at him and pulled her close. Cupping her face, he pressed his lips onto hers and kissed her passionately. Grinning from ear to ear, he spoke, “Thank you for being in my life, my queen” Madeleine replied, “Thank you for choosing me, my fated alpha” They both laughed and began kissing again, forgetting the worries, anxiety, and frustration they had lived in for the past few months.

I then sprinted as fast as I could all the way home to my beautiful mate. *** Freya Rose My mouth fell open as Tristan fully confessed to me about some girl in the woods. “Who the hell was she Tristan? I'll rip her fucking heart out!” I screamed at him. I know I had no right to take the moral high ground after what I did with Mason, but he was my Fennid. I had no choice but to be attracted to him because of our bond, Tristan just hooked up with some random floozy. “I can't tell you Freya, for that exact reason. It wasn't her fault, she was just comforting me, and I made the first move,” he said, as he just sat there staring at the floor.

She threw her arms around Rhys’s neck. Rhys caught her easily, wrapping his massive arms around her waist, pulling her flush against his broad chest, burying his face in her dark hair. The Apex Core and the Starfall Fate-Ring pulsed together in absolute, flawless synchronization, casting a warm, brilliant halo around them both. "It's over, Little Wolf," Rhys whispered, his voice thick with a quiet, fierce devotion. "We won." Agnes pulled back slightly, her hands framing his scarred jaw, looking deep into his hazel-blue eyes.

We'd get through this bad mood together. Felza, move back! Rhys yelled, and his voice was tense with fear. I turned around just in time to see Sebastian charge at me again. I got ready for impact, but Rhys shot forward and crashed into Sebastian in a loud blast before I could react. Both of them flew away after their fight, and I took the chance to follow Rhys. I threw everything I had at him as we fought. We were united, like two parts of a whole. I could feel the power of our bond pushing us forward.

The implication was clear: I was anything but stable. Before I could respond, a different presence. A familiar hum. Rhys. He emerged from a side corridor, his gaze immediately finding me. He didn’t approach, but his eyes, dark and intense, held mine. A silent question. A profound understanding. The bond between us thrummed, a warm counterpoint to Kieran’s icy grip. Just then, Kieran glanced over, catching Rhys’s gaze on me. His jaw tightened. He broke off his conversation with Jax and began to stalk towards us, his golden eyes blazing a silent warning.