Novel & Cerita Elite Dangerous Fanfiction

“That was level three. It was just a brief taste of what it feels like to be fucking insane. You’ll make it to level five if you’re lucky. How did you get involved with the Dark Fae?” Her nails shifted into razor-sharp claws. She admired them while she was waiting for his answer. Elle was watching this display as if it was her favorite tv show. She was the fucking best interrogator I had ever met until my Ziyah so fucking effortlessly took that honor. “Our Alpha, Alpha Dion, has an arrangement with them.” My girl raised an eyebrow to see if he was smart enough to continue, but he apparently was a fucking idiot. One claw sliced through his cheek as an incentive for him to continue speaking.

Eli's eyes, dark and smoldering, held no mercy, only the promise of surrender and possession. With a slow, deliberate push, Eli took the lead, turning the game entirely on its head. Leo's usual dominance melted away under the searing blaze of desire, his body arching in reluctant submission. The monster inside him roared, craving more, yet yielding to the unyielding heat of Eli's claim.

Elise tells him, making him stop talking "You just need a disparate man. When you live in fear and terror you become more inventive than you imagine, alpha Jensen." This "alpha Jensen" hits Alex in his face. He doesn't like it at all. But Elise is right, so looking her in the eyes, he approaches her and asks her: "But how would you have done it?" He knows that she is not stupid. It is exactly as she told him. She is Alpha Queen Elise Alexandra Kent ... and unfortunately Varan too. Elise looks around and smiles. "You know," she whispered, touching the walls. "You can be free and still feel like you're in a dungeon."

“Boys, this is your brother’s mate. Her name is Elena. She’s a gamma female from Silvercrest.” I scoffed quietly and leaned back in my chair. Suddenly I wasn’t hungry anymore. And through the twin bond, I could feel Elias’ emotions too. Jealousy, bitterness, and anger. We were both pissed as hell.

"It grabs attention… gets you closer to temptation, and even worse, it might be a reason to confuse other people because some of them only look at the physical features of a person." EL laughed at what I said. He winked at me and put his arm on my shoulder while we get inside the escalator. "Don't worry, I will never let other women fall for me. I am always yours Athena." "Idiot." I angrily took his hand off my shoulder. @International_Pen For more stories, FOLLOW ME @ GOODNOVEL : DEATH WISH Thank you so much sa supporta at pagmamahal ng TDC (The Devilish CEO) at Your Stranger

That's Leila for you. Sex with her was always electric, a primal connection that left me breathless, and the way she moaned my name… it drove me fucking insane, and she knew I loved seeing her in that garter belt, a small, wicked detail that always set my blood on fire and she knew me too damn well, understood the twisted desires that lurked beneath the surface. This was it. The end of the Elvares. They were finally erased, a stain wiped clean, and if any of their bloodline, any distant cousin or forgotten offspring, still drew breath somewhere in this godforsaken world, then they should be ready for a war unlike any they had ever imagined.

But Natty was just fooling herself. Helena only considers her a friend because her love belongs to Alex. Even if Alex already has someone else in his heart, it is still impossible for her to get Helena's attention because Natty knows Helena is a homophobic. “You're not going to that club right? I feel a little bad about the way she looks at you. It would be wrong for her to like her students, but to love her girls ?! That's so disgusting, she's the worst person in the world! Promise me you won't join that club again. “ Replied Helena with her exaggerated attitude in expressing her frustration.

Imelda's eyes twitched visibly, her intersex body reacting instantly—her dick hardening under her clothes at Eli's mocking tone, the defiance in his voice like a direct challenge. Zeke caught the shift, his own instincts kicking in; he knew Eli had a way of riling up dominants, turning them on without even trying. Eli was a switch through and through, but his rebellious energy was a magnet for sadists. Tamar and Damien were too lost in their laughter to notice the tension thickening in the air, but Zeke's gaze locked on Imelda as she took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "He's going to rile me to death, Zeke," she said, her voice a mix of amusement and frustration.

They weren't just looking at each other, they were literally fucking each other with their eyes, it was like a silent battle to see who would break first. “Look at you.” Dex whispered dangerously. “All that screaming, all the fight.” He continued as he pressed a knee against Elian's hard member. “You're so fucking hard for me. Admit it, you don't like the thought of any other person touching me. The thought makes you want to crawl out of your skin…. into mine.” “I'd rather fuck a cactus!” Elian spat, his chest heaving. “I'd rather let a pack of rabid dogs use me as their chew toy than admit I want a single thing from a pathetic, narcissistic stain like you.”

“He’s got dirt. Fine. We’ll do something about it later. We surely cannot just let him win. But we can do something now. I mean, desperation looks good on a woman when she weaponizes it.” I stared at her. “What are you saying?” She grinned, wicked. “I’ve got a shift tonight at Obsidian. Elite club. Private rooms. Billionaires literally pay five figures to practice their BDSM fantasies on us. Fantasies most of them can’t practice on their wives of girlfriends because of how disrespectful it can get.” She reached into her purse, pulled out a black velvet mask and a gold-embossed pass. “My regular canceled. Client’s a high roller pays extra for anonymity, no names, no faces. I was gonna cover,