Female Symbiote Fanfic Novels & Stories

They were few left in this world and many Lycan's took several mates as their own to increase the chance of breeding more of their kind. As I approached the front, I saw him. I couldn't imagine sharing him with any other. I wanted him as mine and I would do anything to finally be free of the life I had. He stood tall with his shoulders back. Long dark brown hair teasing his ears, and those bright green eyes that seemed to be fake were shining at me like a siren calling my body to him. He caught my eye, quickly looking over my body and his lip curled up. I bit my bottom lip, hoping he approved of my naked body covered in this thin see-through fabric.

She moans in the pleasure he's giving to her. Now, Damon stopped and she protested. "No! Don't stop!" She's isn't Diana anymore. There's an another voice, an another entity and Damon tried to connect with her. He cut off the steamy moments he had to Diana in order to communicate with the other one. "Mizelli? Is that you?" He's afraid that Diana might die if Zoe (Mizelli) would stay consuming her sexual energy. Tore was gone and she's looking for him. Diana was Tore's playmate since she was ten. Mizelli followed the energy where he was residing and she found Diana. Sometimes, she woke up looking for water due to exhaustion and the succubus demon is loving it.

My big mate was overprotective of me. I breathed deeply as I closed my eyes, taking in the floral smell of the gardens' newly blooming flowers. I smiled at the scene around me and since I knew Traian was around. It is one of the changes I have gone through. I can heal quickly and get stronger, have so much stamina, and can sense my mate through the bond. My fingers ran over the fine hand embroidery of the green scarf around my neck that Traian had given me back then. A diamond ring wrapped on my ring finger

I was worried that her response would be something like that, as she has become a very confident female and after everything that happened and I put her through I didn’t expect her to forgive me and jump straight into having sex and completing the bonding, however, I don’t have the luxury of waiting and earning her love once more. The entity inside me that seems to be Kiaan is getting stronger again, and with being so close to our beloved and not fully connected to her, it is giving him more uncontrolled power. Once we are bonded, she will balance us again. Her connection will even out the powers we got from Bardgatory.

I screamed, my voice finally breaking through the silent pocket of the Void. I reached out with my left hand, my fingers wrapping around Dante’s massive, iridescent ear, drawing the last scrap of his un-patched Lycan energy directly into my palm. The death-tether between us didn't drain him this time—it *equalized*. The slow, rhythmic pulse in my gut matched the heavy, concussive beat of his mutated heart, and for a fraction of a second, we weren't two different species anymore. We were the Sovereigns of whatever was left after the Spire burned.

he corrected tightly, “for information.” A faint smile touched her lips — not sly. Almost sad. “You always were terrible at pretending you don’t need allies.” He almost smiled back. Almost. She stepped closer again, lowering her voice. “There is something you should know.” His muscles tensed. “The Crimson Fangs don’t act alone when they use resonance disruption.” His breath caught. “They require a conduit.” “What kind?” She hesitated. And this time, the pause felt different. Deliberate. “Someone close enough to study her power.”

He feeds on the fact that the woman who brought the zoning board to its knees is currently unraveling beneath him in a field. We aren't captor and captive. We aren't even just husband and wife. We are a symbiote. Two organisms that have fused together to survive a hostile environment. He gives me weapons, I give him the purpose. He gives me power, I give him peace. "Dominik," I moan, my legs wrapping around his waist, locking him in. He groans, driving into me harder, faster. The tension coils in my belly. Tighter. Tighter.

” I ponder and stare out of the window. It’s snowing. ”Yeah, I saw it. And that too feels weird. To witness someone looking at your sister like that… But it’s good, I’m so happy that Liam really seems like a good guy. I’ll get used to it. I promise.” Sebastian says, resting his other hand on my thigh. I got a new tattoo a couple weeks ago, I draw it myself, it’s Gabriel’s face on my thigh. I think it looks awesome. ”And Aiden and Xander will figure it out. It’s not like he’s leaving forever. And I’m sure that Aiden wants Xander to be happy. Who knows, he might find his mate from the military, wouldn’t that be so cool?” I say with excitement.

He cackled and the laugh was repulsive, his teeth all bared and wide with the thought that he had won. Deyana walked up to me and placed her slim arm around my waist. Her other hand rose up my back, the palm resting on my midback as she brought her lips to my ear. "Your blood will make Alpha Khal immortal. He will live with it flowing in his veins and he will carry you, as if you still lived. Do not despair, for your sacrifice is most appreciated." She walked around me to Alpha Khals side, their eyes similar in the evil visible in them.

His calm exterior hides a storm of self-doubt, but his love for Samantha anchors him, their mind-link a sacred bridge that weaves their thoughts, heartbeats, and desires into a single, unbreakable thread. Through this mind-link, their wolves—Luna, with her silver fur and fiery spirit, and Shade, a shadowed guardian with unwavering loyalty—guide them. Luna and Shade snarl in battle and purr in moments of intimacy, their presence a constant in the lovers’ lives. In moonlit glades, far from the pack’s watchful eyes, Samantha and Kevin steal moments of passion, their glowing tattoos igniting as their bodies entwine, the crescent moon and claw mark shimmering with primal power. These stolen night