Fanfiction Anakin Novels & Stories

“What? No!” “I thought we were being honest.” “We are and I am and I never did that with him, I swear.” “Then where did that come from?” “It had always been a fantasy of mine and today I read more about it online while you were out with Daniel and I thought it was hot, Cainan, that’s it.” She could finally go through the rest of the document Anita sent while he was out and after finishing, she sent them back and the next hour that passed, she dedicated it to searching the internet. She read more about her fantasy and everything she needed to know before he got back home.

Mona was at loss for words. “ Pfft, every lady's dream is to be Sir Kia and Sir Anakin's woman so don't blame me if I'm ambitious,” she switched from the calm, cute girl we had earlier met to a total fan girl. “ Why do you have them accompanying the both of you though? It's not surprising to see Sir Anakin with women but Sir Kia has never accompanied any woman who isn't related to him and you two don't seem like relatives. At least, not with my gut feeling,” she was being really analytical right now.

TRIGGER WARNING: Some scenes in this chapter may cause discomfort or trigger certain individuals. Read at your own risk. [Fallon’s POV] A shiver rolls through me, and I hope that Fineon didn’t notice it because this was something I didn’t want to talk about. Although my visions were a blessing given that I knew from a young age who was my fated one and managed to uncover the truth behind Anika’s death, they were also a curse. Taking a slow breath, I try to push away the images that I don’t wish to see.

“Fire has always felt like an extension of who I am. I feel it’s energy flow through me and then I imagine it outside of my body. At first I could just make it appear from my hands and eventually I could cover my whole body with fire.” “And you didn’t get burned,” asks Ahsoka in disbelief. “Yes, it’s a part of me. I would never want to hurt myself so I don’t.” Oh shit, I wish she chose different words. I can feel her sadness as she turns and walks back to the house, leaving Ariana confused as to why she suddenly left. “I’m sorry alpha Nico. Did I say something wrong?” “Ahsoka has a traumatic past Ariana. I can’t tell you more than that as it’s not my place to say. Give her some time.”

Anakin would be a great sinner since he brought him there. All those who had died blood will also be on his hands. Anakin face palm himself in frustration and overthinking. "Are you okay?" Divine suddenly asked him, his mouth stuffed with cookies. He looked so innocent that Anakin couldn't help but walk toward him and hugged him from the behind. "I'm good, my love." He said lovingly with a small smile. He scolded himself for even entertaining the idea that his innocent and sweet mate could have anything to do with the mysterious surrounding their pack.

I Looked at my work and I shrieked at how I had written the story, I shouldn't have written it in such a bland and knowing way that gives everything off. I wrote Anastasia's character as a really flawed one, she is a person whose whole life was revolved around Adam. She couldn't see anything else other than him as you all know, she was able to come out of the shackles of her loneliness and bitterness because of Adam. So I am happy I still conveyed how all her dreams and future plans were centered around being close to Adam. That's a relief to me because I was seriously ruining this story.

I usually didn't hide anything from Anakin because even at a young age, he possessed wisdom that many so-called elders could not dream of having. “It’s Cassie,” I finally admitted, my voice low. “She… she’s terrified of me, Anakin. I don’t know how to reach her.” Anakin agreed with a nod, reclining in his seat." The queen has experienced many difficult situations. It will require some time."

Stars explode behind my eyes; my cock leaks steadily, hips thrusting into his hand. “You’re acting like a virgin bottom,” he says, pulling back to watch my face. “What happened to you?” “Does it matter?” I gasp, grinding down on his fingers, chasing that electric buzz. My internal conflict rages, I’m a woman in a man’s body, living my BL dream, but as the uke? Fangirl me is thrilled, but this isn’t canon!

However, I found it impossible to reconcile the image of Persephone I had in my head with that of a woman who would try to end her life because of a lowlife man. ‘Do not think you know that woman,’ My wolf, Anakin warned. ‘You have met her a couple of times does not mean you know what she is like. Do not get ahead of yourself.’ ‘You know, when you say that, it just makes me want to get to know her. It makes me feel like I would do anything to get to know her.’ ‘This bastard!’ Anakin began to curse at me so I shut him out. Sick of the coffee shop, I got up to leave and pulled the hood of my cloak to cover my face as I walked out.

Blue Anika fought hard, desperate to remain in control. She had been locked away for several years and she didn’t want to be shut away again. But as Xander sinks his teeth into my flesh, I freeze. Anika fades away and I’m left with Xander’s toned naked body pressed firmly against mine. He quickly retracts his teeth. Jumping off of me, he turns and faces the other way as I just lay there staring up into the sky. “You marked me?” I mutter.