Dune Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Dane finally slides off the bike, now he’s discarded helmets and jackets and ruffles my hair to bring my attention back to him, seemingly in a great mood. “I like it…it’s pretty and private…no chance of busty blondes with fake lips butting in to steal my sunbathing spot.” I give him a very pointed eyebrow rise, reminding him of the Charmaine debacle and turning on my heel to explore this new haven. The sand looks pristine and fine with hardly any shells or rocks, and with the sun still high enough, I want to experience it between my toes.

Cynthia giggles and replies to me with her suave tone “Sure Drake, wait for me, I am going to freshen up now. Meet you in five OKs?” “Good,” I said and hung-up. ‘That woman makes me horny! Probably good sex will lessen this pain.' ‘What are you doing, you fool’ Duncan whimpers. He seems in agony. ‘If you mate with other women, our mate will suffer.’ I smirk at him and reply ‘good’. ***

Dust began to rise again and with it were the fallen stones and bricks which had come loose when the hotel collapsed. I raised my hands to my face to protect myself from the stinging sands. It was blinding. The wind began to circulate, forming a whirlwind that moved everything in a circle. I felt Kayla's hands around me to protect from whatever sharp objects may be flying in the wind. I felt her cold breath against my cheek. "What the hell is she doing?" She whispered. Phoenix was also trying to protect herself. She reached out her hands and made a shield of fire to protect me and Kayla.

"Dylan," I interrupted him, "hold me." He paused in disbelief. "Hold me," I repeated. Warm arms enveloped me, holding tighter and tighter. I could feel the hands embracing me trembling slightly. Seven years ago, Dylan had waited on the coastal road with a bouquet of roses, his heart full of joy. From dawn to dusk, he waited, but I never came. The day I rejected Dylan, he asked me with reddened eyes, "Really, you don't like me at all?"

Dane asks, his voice rough with restraint as he keeps a careful distance between us. I'm not alright. My skin feels too tight, too hot, every nerve ending hyperaware and desperate for his touch. Nova paces frantically beneath my skin, whining with increasing desperation as another wave of heat rolls through me. This is happening faster than my previous cycles, the proximity of a mate accelerating everything. "He's lying," I say, trying to focus on something besides the burning need. "About you. About Aria." Dane's jaw tightens momentarily before his expression softens. "He's jealous. Desperate. He sees what he threw away, and now he wants it back."

We studied the behaviors, accents, and customs of Dune Kingdom mercenaries. Siran taught us hand signals used only in the Dune pits, and Eliza drilled us in desert survival, reminding everyone that heatstroke and dehydration would kill us faster than anything else would. Every night, I shared a quiet moment with her. One night, while the others slept, I found her in the gardens, reading more books about their kingdoms. In order to fit in, she had to study their ways. Infiltration was no joke. “You should sleep,” I murmured.

, At this point, Damon’s chest was heaving as he took large puffs of air. He felt like it was all a mean joke, a phantasm, an illusion. Some nasty hoax. He shook his head and with that, he darted into the forest at lightning speed. “Worth a shot “, Venus said shrugging her shoulders. “Spring’s flowers•Summer’s heat •Autumn’s fall• Winter’s Ice AUTUMN PACK

I stated weakly, trying to put on an air of confidence and failing. Dane smirked, "Soon to be Dahlia Dane Altaire…" He murmured, kissing my neck. My heart skipped a beat, the distant sound of sirens approaching brought me back to reality. It was finally over. Joaquin was dead and Zara, Maria and Mama were avenged. "Come on, it’s finally over." Dane murmured, kissing my lips tenderly before he took my hand. "It is. Finally." I whispered. In that darkness, I saw a ray of light and the belief that life truly was going to be alright from here on out.

One moment, I'm feet away, but now I'm barely an inch away. "Why are you such a dickhead? Why do you get such a temper?" I raise my finger, poking his cheek. I have no idea what I'm doing, but I like it. "Careless Dawn is on I guess and to your question, I have no idea. You can say It's grown on me. " He shrugs and I huff, staring down at my thigh. "Let's play a game. " I stupidly announce, and he turns to me, raising his brows.

“Would either of you mind telling me where I am?” “Dark Moon pack territory, in Mercius.” Lucas answered. “Mercius? I’ve never heard of it. How far away from Zodia are we?” “Zodia?” Selene snorted. “Lucas, I think he’s knocked the sense out of himself or something, nothing he says makes any sense.” I was beginning to become irritated at the lack of useful information from the pair. The more my irritation rose, the worse the itching in my gums became. I was curious about the girl that was my mate, but more then anything I wanted to find the way home.