Novel & Cerita Fanfic Halo

He could lose everything, but he couldn't lose her. Malakai took Eden's halo and broke it in half creating two horns instead. The halo that represented innocence was what Malakai broke and turned it into a killer. He took an angel and turned her into a devil. But deep down, she always remained an angel. Malakai's angel. Even with her broken halo. So, like I said. This wasn't a story about heroes and villains, this was all about the villains. Because villains will always be villains if the heroes tell the story. So I decided to tell you a story from the villain's point of view.

Her mind was a hazy storm of devotion and desire, her body a live wire humming with the peak of an arousal that promised absolute release. Then, the world tilted and vanished. Anna hit the concrete with a bone deep thud, the breath leaving her lungs in a sharp, pathetic wheeze. The phantom heat of Killian’s hands was instantly replaced by the biting, oily chill of a dirty floor. She lay there for a second, staring at a ceiling fan that didn't spin, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm against her ribs as she mourned the loss of the dream. The air here didn't smell like rain and cedar. It smelled of burnt rubber, old grease, and the stale, sulfurous rot of 2035.

“Hopefully Fenrik was there to settle your desires.” I gasped, stretching my mind to all the conversations they must have had. But something else crossed my thoughts. The expression of his eyes when he complimented Fenrik. They dulled, like a knife that had been smashed against stone. He was glad, but not all too happy. There was sadness in his face. He got up to leave, his eyes fixated on me, breathing in-between each strike. He swallowed a lump of saliva, before blinking for a second. “The vervain is still in your system,” he said, caressing my cheeks with the back of his hand. “If you ever need to fulfil your desires,” he paused and stared at me passionately. “You come to me.”

“Pleasant dreams for now, my dear. We’ll speak again soon.” “No…please…” Halle’s feeble protests went unheeded as whatever fresh drug now entered her veins swiftly clouded her thoughts once more. Despite desperately battling against its pull, Halle felt herself rapidly sinking back into the yawning black void. Her last disjointed thoughts were of Xavier and the innocent life they had created, now both ensnared in Martha’s web alongside her. As the darkness rushed up to engulf her fully, Halle managed a final anguished plea, praying somewhere Xavier could hear her fading voice. “Please…don’t leave me here alone…”

My clit throbbed, on the edge of another orgasm, but the fear was stronger, my breaths coming in short gasps around the cocks gagging me. Everything went hazy, my limbs going weak, and then, nothing. Blackness swallowed me whole as I fainted, my body going limp in their grasp. Thorne’s POV I watched from the side, my cock already half-hard again from the show, as Jax, Rhys, and Finn buried themselves in Zara’s holes, her body arching and shaking like she was about to explode. Kael and Draven were stuffing her mouth full, her cheeks bulging, tears streaming down her face from the effort.