Fem Jon Snow Fanfic Novels & Stories

Are you willing to be so blind to this that you won't notice what's right in front of. *You thought the mate bond with Gavin was the real thing! What makes you think...* *It's because I now know that Gavin's was fake that I can tell Lucas is our real mate!* *That's a lie! You'd say that because you just want a mate! You're...* *Don't forget I was there with you, Adrienne.* Snow's voice had turned cold, no longer the soothing one she had used before. *I'm feral now because of what happened. You're not the only one that suffered.*

Jacob was lewder as he spoke, trying to anger Snow. "You scum!" Snow's whole body was trembling in anger. Even Landry and the others were looking at Jacob with fire in their eyes. If not for the fact that Jacob was strong, they would have already rushed over to beat Jacob up! "Alright, I'll agree to add two hundred pills to one of your hands!" Snow lost all her rationality in her anger, and agreed to it directly. "Snow, don't be reckless. He's purposely making you angry. Don't fall for it." Fane was shocked and tried to stop Snow, but he was interrupted by Snow before he could finish.

The blonde girl he kissed, or Mercedes, or one of the Alpha Females at Alpha Camp ran through my mind as a possible link to Snow’s identity. My heart clenched at the thought of him being happy with someone else. I dismissed the inevitable because each time tears threatened to grease my eyes. I felt doomed by the plot of this mate bond. “I swear that I do not know who Snow is,” Valen vowed, tilting my head up and my glassy eyes widened to look at him. “It doesn't matter. You'll be hers. I just want to be spared the pain of falling for you when, in the end, you'll crush my heart and soul when you leave me.”

*Jonas* By mid-afternoon I have come to two realizations. One, Fire Moon has once again disappeared, presumably off somewhere to investigate my Old pack. And two, I am in love with Typhon Bloodclaw. Well, that isn't exactly true. To be more precise, I think I might be in love with Typhon Bloodclaw. I have a little trouble believing it myself, but there doesn’t seem to be any other explanation for the recent changes in my personality and demeanor.

No. Agony detonated in my chest and a sound I didn’t recognize ripped from my throat. Liga thrashed wildly in my psyche, howling his protest so loudly my skull ached. It had taken everything to convince him to help manipulate snow into falling in love with us. I knew Liga would never forgive me if his mate died. My eyes moved to my mate. Snow was as still as death on the bed, her skin so pale it almost blended with the sheets. She looked like a doll, like some delicate, breakable thing that had never belonged in my brutal world. And now, she was slipping through my fingers.

I was jealous of the excess she disregarded, while I starved in the dark. I was jealous like a flower in the shade is jealous of the one in the sun. Jealous like a desert is of the rainforest. Jealous of desperation and need. But not jealous of her. Alpha Snow continued, "They claim that hearing about her engagement to the Lycan Prince sent you over the edge and caused you to reach out to rogues, revealing vital pack secrets that aided them in infiltrating the territory."

My mate accepted me, and I'm going to accept her. "I, Blake Conners of the Snowstorm Pack, accept you, Winter Stevens of the Snowstorm Pack as my mate and Luna." As I finished my part in accepting Winter, she crashed her lips down on mine. Her perfect nipples hard against my chest and her pussy dripping her sweet juices down her leg and onto me. I grabbed Winter by the hips and gently lifted her up setting her down on my cock.

" She must be a spy, Snow." Do not fucking fall in love. Due to my past...we can never be together anyway.

I could not believe that Snow had jumped to such a conclusion from just one look. Before I could say anything, Yvonne stepped in front of me. “Ms. Judson, if you spread lies like that, I could sue you for defamation.” Snow snorted in disdain. “Sue me for defamation? Do you even know that Jared and I are still married? This is an illicit affair! You’re the ‘other’ woman!” “Snow, shut up!” I said sharply.

Chapter 4 The Woman in White Elena's POV “Smile, Elena, the press is to your left.” “I am smiling,” I murmured, forcing a smile without looking at Damon. “Not like you’re walking into a funeral.” “Maybe I am actually doing that.” His jaw was already hardened slightly at that, but he didn’t respond. Typical of him. Three days ago, I had made the greatest discovery of my life, that the snow was a lie. Two nights ago, I still lay beside him, my emotions all over the place, while he slept like a man without guilt. Yesterday, he acted so smoothly, like nothing had happened between us.