Dune Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I want you to cum. I want your legs to shake. I want your throat to go dry. I want your whole body to pulse with it. I want you to feel everything I felt when he buried himself so deep inside me I forgot I ever existed without him.Scream into your pillow and beg the universe to send you your own Damon Thornvale. And when you’re done? Come back. Because this story isn’t finished. Not even close. Click on the next chapter and watch me walk into that pack meeting like the Luna I was born to be.

Still wandering what goes inside this girl's mind. Alpha Dylan has a Mate, who is his wife now, so while having a mate already he can't have a second chance mate right. Not when the mate hasn't died or they rejected eachother yet, beside Soren didn't felt anything towards the other male rather Then disgust. The mare thought about Alpha Dylan around him make him feel sick. He just hope nothing goes wrong. _________________________________________

Everything in her life was cold. "Tomorrow will be better," she whispered into her pillow. "Tomorrow he'll see me." Tomorrow would be another day. Another chance to try. Another opportunity to make Damien see that she could be the Luna he wanted. She had to believe that. Because if she didn't... Elena shook her head, banishing the thought. Love could fix anything. She just had to love him harder, better, more. Eventually, he'd love her back the way he was supposed to. The mate bond meant something. It had to.

Dune had left the evening prior. That meant at the early mornings and late evenings, she has to do all her drills by herself. It’s a bit reminiscent that Dune happened to be her most unexpected confider since waking up in Polvaros. The man was a big mass of trouble and her respect for him was enormous. As she was carrying a large chunk of weight up the mountains to get her head out from her last interaction with Santina, she saw something fly up above her.

Dane - 19 Cara - 18 ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ TWO YEARS AGO DANE "Recruitment into the Greenwood Defense Academy is open!" Cara screams out the news happily and jumps up to her feet beside me, not caring that her pretty legs are so dangerously close to the blazing bonfire right in the middle of our small circle of friends. Pretty legs that I helplessly, always fucking dream of having them wrapped around me as I thrust up into—

But she doesn’t appear until later in the chapters. Dane is a messed up football player, who tends to be abusive, he loves Eirny, but all he wants from her is sex, and her hurting. Once his abuse gets even more dangerous, he still can’t see what he is doing is wrong. You will see his view point later in the chapters as well.

Endless. No spirals. No silver veins. Just… a desert. Miles of dunes stretching forever. Aiden staggered to his feet, heart pounding. “Dante—are you okay?” Dante pushed himself up, shook sand from his hair, and grimaced. “Depends. Where the hell are we?” Aiden looked around. “Somewhere dry. Hot. Empty.” Dante snorted. “Thanks for the detailed analysis, Professor.” Aiden would’ve smiled if his hands weren’t shaking.

This was my escape, a place where I could breathe, think, and just… be. I was buried in a thick, hardcover book, its weight pressing against my thighs, fingers tracing the words of Shadow Vale’s bloody history. Wars, betrayals, names that lingered like scars. My finger paused on a passage about a past Luna freeing the pack from her tyrannical Alpha mate when the door creaked open. And he entered. Alpha Dane.

POV: Araya The moon hangs low, bruised and swollen, silver over the training yard. Wind smooths the sand, then steals it away. Pine and iron edge the air. Somewhere, an owl calls. The stronghold sleeps. I don’t. My blood runs hot. My wolf paces. Hollowflame stirs at my fingertips like a blade begging to be drawn. He’s already there. Dorian waits in shadow, shirt gone, hair damp, godfire curling his arms. He tips his chin toward the sand: come take it—if you can.

Jason’s fur stood on end, and with a menacing growl, the earth shook, and a barrage of stones launched at Dane. In the wind, I could smell reinforcements. Holy shit, I can smell again! Dane whimpered as he crumbled to the ground bleeding from multiple wounds. Jason wasn’t taking any chances. Digging his claws into the ground with a low growl, the earth shook again, this time rising around Dane, creating a stone cage.