Female Symbiote Fanfic Novels & Stories

With a final wave, Danu escorts the three females to the deepest parts of Hell. Selene is pulled into four sets of waiting arms, kisses and caresses running over her body. Tears from in the hybrid's eyes and she turns into Toby's chest, finally crumbling into her overwhelming emotions.

Inside, Stacie fumed at Xander but she knew she had to watch her tongue. “What the hell is going on, Xander? What was that all about? Why did you freeze?” Xander didn’t want to tell her he knew she would keep bitching about it if he didn’t. “She’s my mate, Stacie. The girl is my mate.” Stacie froze, just as he expected her to. She couldn’t believe she finally found his mate after all these years and it was because of her. She had helped him find his mate. There wasn't way she was going to let her take Xander away from her. Not after all these years of hard work and trying to keep Xander to herself.

Just when I thought I couldn't endure the pain any longer, I felt the reassuring embrace of warm hands encircling my waist. It made me grunt as the warmth comforted my entire being, his scent was making me aroused for some reason. “Mate.” He happily said while sniffing my neck. I weakly turned my head to check who it was: Ethaniel Lynx Stephenson. “Mate.” My mind screamed but the pain that I felt from the transformation was slowly weakening my body. As I heard him whispering sweet nothings to my ear, I realized that I might be in trouble because my mate would not just be one, but two.

Scarlett said, taking a pause to bite from her pancakes. “Sounds about right.” I muttered. “The two factions aren't supposed to mate, but in order to have an undeniable warrior, one that could lead them all, their most powerful entities mated, and they had a demon hybrid.” Scarlett muttered and I nodded. She didn't speak again until she was done eating. I got us a fruit juice from the freezer, and I poured us cups. She drank to her fill, and I watched her savor the taste, feeling a sort of unholy hunger rise inside of me.

"I don't want him." I turned to Adrian. The golden bond hummed between us — warm, insistent, a song my blood wanted to sing. I opened my mouth. "I, Kaia Ashbourne of Silvercrest Pack —" Adrian's face went white. "— reject you, Adrian Blackwell of Blackridge Pack —" The bond screamed. A searing line of fire raced from my chest to his. His hand flew to his sternum. His eyes went wide. "— as my fated mate." The golden thread snapped.

The small amount of her blood causes my body to explode with strength and power; I’m not sure if it’s because I’m her mate or because she is a hybrid, but her blood is intoxicating and euphoric. She pulls away too soon, her eyes glowing with desire, “Danika” she says in a deep voice, with no hints of Aurora speaking with her. “My name is Danika, and you, Samael, are my mate. You belong to me, do you understand?” I don’t usually take kindly to demands but this is one I am more than willing to obey. “I belong only to you, my queen.” I say to her, brushing her jaw with my lips as I speak.

my hands were exploring under her clothes edging to take them off. "No," her eyes wouldn't look at me. I moved my hands from under her clothes up to her face to have her look at me. "Did one of them rape you." Fallon was in control now. I was about to rip someone's throat. "No, it was with Sarin. My body needs to be one with him. He's half of me that I need to complete myself." I let my whole body relaxed. I was kissing her as if my life depended on it. I think it very much did. I all but ripped off her clothes as we kissed. Those kisses brought me back from being gone. I let Trax have control to mate with her...she fell asleep soon after we'd finished mating. I didn't want to move and wake

His hands hold me captive, and I glare up at him, before kneeing him in the balls to get away from him. He falls, but I only turn to run straight into Kiera. Her eyes plead into mine, “Please, Thea. He’s my mate.” I gasp, taking a step away from her. Sam having righted himself pulls me back into his chest. His hands rub down my arms, “Please, understand, Baby Girl. My wolf wants her, but I want you. I’ve only ever wanted you. This will only happen enough to sate our wolves. I swear Baby Girl.”

By the time it reached her head and buzzed through her brain she was on her feet, something she hadn’t been able to do unassisted for twenty-four hours. “Mathin!” she screeched, as she felt the wave move down her body to the soles of her feet and back up to settle around her forearms. “Get it off!” “Why?” He smiled, watching as she frantically tore off her sling and tried to pull the happy symbiont off her forearms. The symbiont now resembled a pair of silver filigree bracelets covering her forearms from wrists to elbow. “It’ll suck the life out of me!”

The Lycan. “No,” I whisper, feeling my heart break. It’s not true. I’m not his Mate. Lia was his mate… but as my eyes dart back to him I can feel it, the Mate-bond, it’s already settling inside me as if it’s always been there. My legs tremble from more than just the drugs in my system. It’s hard to stand. Hard to even think. “…We have your Mate. And we expect to be well compensated for it.” Fangboy continues.