Faith Buffy Novels & Stories

I hear the last whimper escape his mouth. This is the third reason I’m the best worker of Logan. I’m his bullying partner. Logan and I catch Fatty just in time in our arms and I rotate the knob of the mill to zero. We place Forman on a chair and I look at his helpless and fainted body. Logan hands me his water bottle. “Your daddy will be proud of you today.” I hear Logan snicker once again beside me as I pour the ice-cold water over Fatty and he wakes up with a jolt into his worst nightmare.

It was everywhere, marking me, claiming me. When Brammon finally pulled away, spent and satisfied, I went limp—utterly boneless. Fenric caught me, his arms strong around my waist, holding me up as I gasped for air, as I coughed and sputtered, trying to process the sheer volume of what had just happened. Brammon tucked himself back into his trousers with lazy, sated movements. He looked down at me, at the mess he'd made, and smirked. "I suppose you've never had minotaur's milk before?"

No one outside my pack should be able to receive a link from me unless we’re connected, and there’s only one kind of bond strong enough to cross those lines. The mate bond. “I’ll heal it,” she says, already reaching for her hair. “Just sit still.” “You don’t have to—” “I want to.” I fall silent and let her take care of me. As she braids strands of hair around my arm, she whispers, “You fought for me.” “I’d do it again,” I say. She meets my eyes for a heartbeat, and in hers, I see something new. Trust. Her hair heals my wound, and for a moment, as her fingers brush my skin, I don’t feel like an Alpha carrying a stranger to safety. I feel like a man sitting beside the one the Moon Goddess chos

“BRING BARBIE OUT FIRST!! !” The man hissed in pain. And then— BANG! A gunshot tore through the greenhouse. Matthew’s heart slammed violently against his ribs. “What the fuck?!” He hadn’t even finished dealing with this disaster and now there was another problem emerging What kind of bullshit is this now?

It seemed I would be officially meeting this King Killian after all. As we drew near the entrance of the east wing, the hallway was illuminated by a bright glass mural of all colors. I gaped at the intricate details of the story it displayed of the goddess blessing the wolves and them transforming into the Lycan form. The way the artist depicted the beast was beautiful and nowhere near as terrifying as they were in real life.

Stopping to take a deep breath while remembering the last time I was with my mate, my heart ached at the thought that she was currently in danger. ‘Calm yourself, Titus, remember, we can still feel the bond, she’s not dead, calm yourself! Wolf’s voice, which I had been ignoring, was heard this time and I followed his direction, it was true, our mate’s bond was still there, she was still alive. ‘Remember, Sabrina has a white-wolf, she’s not just any woman, our mate won’t be defeated that easily. She’s the one who discovered these oddities and spies that we never expected. Wolf stated and this time I nodded, right, I can’t give up, Sabrina believes in me and I have to believe in her.

Clara said and approached her. The rabbit opened its eyes wide and looked at Clara. Even though Clara didn't show her ears, the rabbit recognized Clara as a fox. Clara has bright red curly hair. Her slanting eyes are significant and seductive, and even her heart-shaped lips are incredibly dreamy. Clara is such a beautiful and charming fox. Feeling safe, the rabbit turned into a beautiful girl again. "My name is Dove. I'm sorry that I slept here without your permission." Dove talked in fear.

But as we placed our orders and waited for the food to arrive. "So, I said we can be friends, but the offer is still up," she said, smirking mischievously. I was confused. "What offer?" I asked. "We can be fuck buddies. Friends with benefits," she clarified, her tone seductive. I was taken aback. "But you have a boyfriend?" I protested. "He's so far away. I need to fulfill my needs," she purred. "I'm not interested," I said firmly. She shrugged, undeterred.

I said, and she smiled sadly. " You won't be the one to take the risk. I will have to because I am closer to a god. It involves a certain god." She stated, and I was all ears as crazy as it sounded, I was all ears. I was at a point where I could believe and do anything. " I would spirit away to visit, Dinah and Abel Wey. Dinah is the only one that can heal her wound. But she has done a lot of evil in this world seeking immortality for her lover. There is no guarantee that she will help, but I will try."

They exchange pleasantries and Amal and Afnan politely move to the other side of the room to give the elders the required privacy even though they never requested for it. "Innalillahi wa inna ilaihir-rajiun {from Allah we are and unto Him we shall return}. What happened to her?" Hajjo frets immediately she sights her best friend laying looking so pale and distraught with a bandage on her head and several wires connected to her like some robot in the making process.