Eragon And Arya Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The way they looked at each other, the way their hands found each other without hesitation—it was like watching the end of a story you didn’t know had a happy ending. I thought of what Professor Alester had told us, and suddenly that tragic legend didn’t feel like horror anymore. It felt like survival. Like devotion that outlived centuries. And I was sitting in a room with the proof. “What are you doing here?” Adrian asked Arya, voice low but sharp. She just smiled. “I came to see Lady Margret.” He didn’t push. Just let it hang there. Then he turned to me, lips curled in that charming, dangerous way of his. “Shall we?”

Immediately the beta stepped forward to me his eyes blazing, the others all narrowed in on the circle they had created around us. Peta instantly held his hands up toward us in an attempt to defuse the situation, “Elijah, this is Adonis Thorin, please stand down,” and the plea in his voice suddenly made the beta narrow his eyes as he stared me down, “Why would Adonis Thorin be wanting to come and take Arya from our grounds, what business does she have with him?” smirking I instantly felt my body tense at his words, “She’s my mate.”

Eros The noisy surroundings quietened immediately, everyone scrambling for safety. Looking up with a soft chuckle, I scoffed. “Show off, stop scaring my pack, Aragon” I yelled at him He probably heard me, he began twirling in the sky, showing off his meagre flying skills. “Aragon? I thought Luna's dragon was named Antares? As in the fiance that almost married her?” “Dummy.” I scoffed and walked off not bothering to reply.

Why else would he impregnate a woman the age of his sons? “That proud asshole.” She tsked. “I hope you’re not getting bullied by any of them?” Bullied is…perhaps the wrong word to be used for whatever had gone down in their quarters. “Hard-ly,” I strained the words out. “Thanks for your concern.” “Good,” Lady Arya bobbed her head, her green eyes widening as she stared into space. “Because things are about to get messier.” “Messier?” I echoed. She made it sound like it was all she looked forward to.

"And I won't let them have you. I don't care if she's Athena. I don't care if Selene thinks you're hers. Or Nova. Or Elara. You belong to me." Aria moaned, breath hot, confused and aroused. "Riri, I —" "Say it," Eris begged. "Say I'm yours." "I…" Aria's breath hitched. Her body arched. "You are. You always have been." Eris let out a sob, one of those ragged, guttural sobs that didn't even sound human. It tore from her chest like something wounded and wild. She held Aria like a drowning woman, kissing her hard, desperate, greedy. Her tears streaked their cheeks, cold as ice. "You're mine," she cried into her mouth. "Mine, mine, mine…"

He dares to touch the mate on the Alpha of Blacktooth Guardians pack! Arya looks thunderstruck like she's just seen a ghost. Yes, I am here, baby and you just made me so mad. Against all my instincts, I manage to remain under control, and the imbecile gets to keep his arms. "Arya, you've been out? I had no idea. Why didn't you inform me?" Eric says verging on her with a brotherly command of responsibility. Arya's eyes haven't left mine since they landed on me. What is going on behind those beautiful wide brown eyes? Is she happy to see me? Did she miss me the way I did? Probably not, because she had the appetite to cuddle in another male's embrace.

She looks around the table, before settling her gaze between Devin and me. I cup her cheek with my hand and she turns to kiss it. She firmly grasps Devin’s hand in hers and takes a deep breath. “May I?” Gael asks. Arya turns to him and nods, her eyes down, her neck slightly bared. Gael grimaces, but continues to speak kindly to our mate. “What will he do next?” Turning to speak to a point over Gael’s shoulder, Arya answers, “When he realizes that I am gone and what I’ve done, I believe he will go back to the pack. He will gather more warriors. Get more support. He will prepare for this war.”

“I know how I felt when you went missing. I remember Chamberlin’s maid saying he sometimes cried himself to sleep when you were away. “I swallowed. “ I couldn’t console him because he didn’t know who I was. The anguish and pain.” “I don’t want to feel like that again” I muttered and looked her in the eye. “I am like an unwanted wolf. I have enemies like the sands on earth. I don’t want you guys getting kidnapped, so I asked the guards, to do anything possible, but to let you go far” Arya’s eyes softened a bit. She sighed. “Well you should have told me” I nodded. “I know I should have and I’m sorry” She nodded solely. “Okay,” she played around with her hair.” What do you…? I mean what does th

Not to mention the giggles of the students obviously having a great time watching them. "Well, I dislike you more! Arrogant! Thief!” the last thing she said was what she thought could be offset by the intensity of the anger she felt in those moments with Daniel. But she also regrets it. “What? Me? Thief?” he grabbed her arm again and that stopped Ara from her plan of getting away from the young man. Once again Ara struggled to withdraw her arm from Daniel's grip but what she did only made the situation worse. Because of her struggles, the young man pulled her on her waist again, leaving no gap between them that he even managed to press his body to her.

She shook her head to clear her thoughts. Her mother had not come into the room. She excused herself before shutting the door. “I have to go to talk to someone.” Arya turned to Elle, looking at her carefully. It made Elle want to ask what she wanted. It wasn’t unpleasant scrutiny but a reflective curiosity on Arya’s face. Finally, she spoke. “I see the vision clearly! You will be the loveliest bride ever!” Elle couldn’t help laughing. Arya’s positive energy was catching. Elle decided that she liked Arya.