Elder Scrolls Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Arric whispered. "Yes, my love," Eirika replied in fervent need. "Hold me. Don't let go," she pleaded, "I need you." "You have me, darling," he whispered back against her lips as he carried her up to straddle him. She felt the hardened bulge of his arousal against her core and she ground, desperately against him, whimpering in need, begging for him to take her. And when he did, her moaning echoed loudly in her head she woke up and found herself back to reality. She could feel the telltale dampness of her wet dreams in her panties. She let out a curse. Refusing to think about her steamy dreams about Arric. Daylight was already creeping into the horizon. She found her way down from the tree an

"I never thought that the orphanage is highly educated to read ancient spells." Nero looked at Elise with his crescent doubtful eyes. His eyes become grayer to Elise. wow. He is darn beautiful! Elise is in the hot seat but she can't help but to admire his beauty. Elise is a sucker for beautiful things in the world. Even in her previous life, she was a professional fangirl. "I only like this for the cover. I didn't really understand the words." Elise lied in the straight face. "Hmmm,"

The kingdom held its breath, fires guttering out as if in mourning. Elara's eyes fluttered open one last time, a faint smile on her lips. "It's... okay. I love you... all." Then she faded, her body going still. Our howls rose again, agony twisting into something feral and eternal. The spire trembled under our grief, the kingdom saved but shattered. We'd won the curse's end, but losing her... it felt like the real death.

I said to him. “You’re that Alex,” Falcon said as he looked at me and finally smiled. “Wow, you made that sound like a bad thing,” I said to him and he laughed. “Sorry, Tala talks about you a lot,” he said and I looked at him. The outcast turned Beta. “You’re one lucky guy but also good luck with that one,” I said to him and he laughed. Adara arrived and Kiran got more glasses from the dining room buffet and Adara looked at him.

Neither of us noticed the terrified eyes staring at our backs from behind a nearby pillar. It was Aiden's sister, the perpetually snobbish Lydia. She was supposed to be on a shopping trip, but now she looked as if she had seen a ghost, pinching herself hard. What did she just see?! That was Elara! Elara, who should have been nothing but ash, whose urn had already been buried! She distinctly remembered Elara "dying" after jumping into Moon Goddess Falls. She had even witnessed the cremation ceremony with her own eyes.

Queen Melinda shook in fear, her hands protectively cradling her stomach as she heard the clashing of swords in the distance. And she desperately prayed that they would walk out of this alive, that they would win this fight and her husband would return back to her safely. But she didn't know that the night had a different fate in stall for them. BACK IN ELDRADOR KINGDOM. AURORA'S P. O. V. "I will to be killed by the sword and taken by the waters" I mentally read the written scriptures engraved into the walls of the ancient goddesses room, my fingers caressing and tracing every engraved lines tenderly.

It just has to last long enough," Elidra replied. They went back to their cave. They were so tired that they fell asleep immediately. Elidra dreamed of the clearing. In her dream, the silver moss had spread and the mushroom had grown into a tall white tower. A soft silver light came from it, holding back the dark vines of corruption.

His thrusts grow sharper, hitting that spot over and over until I break again, crying out. Then suddenly, his eyes glow above me. His irises are pure gold. Not a speck of pupil in sight. The scene ethereal. Warmth floods me as he explodes inside, locking me against him. “I will love you forever, Iris. I give you my all.” A vow, just as a strange warmth floods inside me. We collapse together, chests heaving. And then a dream again, but different. A woman named Eliora places a wolf cub in my arms.

Couples were drifting into the shadows and laughters were turning breathless. I let my hand drift halfway before I stopped, realizing I do not want the entire Ironfang watching me pleasure myself just when I saw Elysia slip away behind one of the ancient trees with a broad-shouldered guard who looked seconds from losing his mind. Draven’s face flashed in my mind and I swear I could feel my wolf rolling her eyes at me. I quickly shut down the image and muttered, “Traitor,” towards Elysia seeing as she’s getting some. Boredom creeped in and I decided to retrieve Lior and call it quits before he wakes up confused by the noise.

A soft breeze stirred the flowers. Then, A voice whispered. "Moonborn." Elara froze. The voice wasn't physical. It came from inside her mind. Ancient. Distant. Female. She turned sharply. No one was there. The gardens remained empty. Silent. Yet she knew she had heard something. The whisper returned. "We are waiting." A chill ran through her body. --- Suddenly, silver light flashed before her eyes. A vision. She saw towering ruins beneath a blood-red sky. Ancient pillars.