Elite Dangerous Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Elijah Fang, do you reject the mate bond to Helena Heart, your goddess given mate?” Eli took a deep breath. “I, Elijah Fang, Gamma to Blood Moon do hereby reject my mate Helena Heart.” 'Shit. Alpha. Helena started to scream just now. It’s like bloody murder.' 'Derek, just make sure she doesn’t do anything stupid. We are in the middle of the ritual.'

She sniffed, quickly wiping it away with trembling fingers, as if trying to erase it from existence. Iden’s hand shot out, his fingers curling around her arm with a vice-like grip. She gasped as he yanked her closer, his chest inches from hers, his warm breath brushing against her frozen skin. The warmth offered no solace—it burned like fire against the cold void inside her. His voice came low and sharp, each word slicing through the silence like a blade. “You know what, Ellaya?” His gaze bore into hers, unrelenting. “I have never met a woman more heartless, more selfish, more cruel than you.”

Now, she stepped closer, placing a hand on his broad chest. “Your loyalty will be rewarded, Beta. When this is over, Ironfang will rise with me.” The air thickened. Harlan’s breath hitched. Elara leaned in, her lips brushing his ear. “But for now… a taste.” She dropped to her knees right there in the dusty hall, the risk heightening her arousal. Harlan groaned as she freed his thick cock, already hard and throbbing. It was impressive , not as massive as she imagined Darius’s would be, but enough to satisfy the hunger stirring in her blood.

“And feral men stop thinking.” I walked toward the door. “We need him thinking,” I added. “Desperate. Cornered. Weak.” Because when Damian Blackwood breaks… The fall will be spectacular. And Elena? She will finally understand why men like us never love without consequences.

I collapsed onto the bed and sighed heavily, “I know.” “No, Iliana. That’s like...premium dark romance material,” she yelped, “Are you hearing yourself? Your stalker is tall, hot, dangerous, and…” she lifted the box in the air “...feral for you? That’s like the whole package a girl can ever dream for.” I stared at her in bafflement, “Are you even listening to yourself, Thea? He is a really dangerous man. He fucking tortured a living being.”

That must have hurt. “Who do you think you are, you little elf? Don’t even think you are remotely league enough to be allowed to mark me just because I allowed you to fuck me.” Marleeken spat venom at Tyler, who was still holding his crotch, howling in pain. “Oh bitch, please! I was just mucking around with you. Like I would mark a Wengarthrian slut anyway! Especially the goods used by the illegitimate son of Hades for centuries as a plaything! You are right. We are not in the same league. I am many leagues above you. You’d wish to be that lucky to be honoured to bear my mark. Now, you will not be even honoured to feel my magnificent cock in that manhole of a minge between your legs. Ever ag

His eyes have moved to my ass and he’s looking at it like it’s the most tantalizing thing he’s ever seen. Eli growls in warning, causing Fanella to whimper and shiver in pleasure as Funichio looks at him, his eyes widening. “If you sink your teeth into me, I think Alpha Eli will sink his teeth into you.” I tell him, meaning it as a gentle warning. However, that’s not how he takes it.

“Sounds like someone had a very vivid imagination.” I flip another page, throat dry. The sketches are crude but explicit. Lines of charcoal showing an omega tied, blindfolded, his Alpha above him with blood smeared across both their chests. My pulse kicks. “It’s not just imagination. She wrote this like she saw it. Or… lived it.” His eyes flick over the page, then to my face. He smirks, that infuriating curl of mouth that says he thinks I’m ridiculous. “It’s just superstitious fantasies, Eli. Don’t tell me you believe this.”

"Just for your information, the only reason we're still here is out of respect for Alpha Jacob and Beta Rain, otherwise we would've left the moment you started spouting your nonsense" His body started shaking in a dangerous way, making Eliane whimper and try to pull me away from him. His eyes turned to a very scary black color swallowing the white away, few patches of fur appeared on his face and neck. His fangs elongated in a very dangerous and slow way.

ARC 21 : SIREN’S FATAL EMBRACE WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content including lesbian smut, fingering, squirting, tribbing/scissoring, oral worship, tail penetration (anal and vaginal), double penetration with tongue and tail, rough degradation, and intense orgasm control. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to fiction that explores raw and unrestrained desire. ------- Eli/Elara's POV The wind whipped across the deck of The Iron Kraken carrying the reek of unwashed men. I kept my head down with my shoulders hunched, trying to blend in