Novel & Cerita Feyre And Rhysand Fanfiction

Carmen screamed at me, I stopped dead in my tracks and then in a deep voice, and through gritted teeth I replied, “She's not a damn dog, she's my Fianna!” I then flew up into the night's sky as Freya shifted back into her human form, lovingly cradled in my arms. To be continued The story continues in book three, Honored By A Hunter. Hope you're enjoying the series so far, and thank you for reading xxx

That night when Faye transformed, I lay in my bed, staring at the moon outside, unable to sleep. I don't know how much time passed, but I heard a faint rustling noise from the next room. My hearing is far superior to other werewolves, and I immediately recognized it as Leander's voice. He got out of bed, put on some clothes, and quietly opened the door. Soon after, Faye's door next to mine opened as well. I felt a rush of adrenaline as I knew that Leander had gone to find her. Everyone knows what happens when two fated mates come together—the temptation is irresistible.

ELYSIA’S POV The room felt colder after he left. Not in a physical sense; the fire still crackled in the hearth, warm and steady. But something had shifted when the door closed behind him. The air felt heavier, emptier. I sat on the edge of the bed, gripping the furs, trying to steady my breathing as I stared at the closed door, as if it might open again at any moment. But it didn’t. He was here. The Alpha King was here—Alpha King Rhaegar. He had caught me just as I was about to collapse.

After hearing the situation, Floyd said firmly, "Freya's about to become my chief healer. I'm not letting you take her back. And we all saw what Vidar's done for her. She belongs with him. Stop holding on to her. It's her choice to make." The Eastvale pack was the strongest of all the werewolf packs. No matter how bitter Grayson felt, he couldn't risk dragging his pack into ruin. In the end, he let go and promised to stay out of my life. Just as Grayson was about to leave, Vidar said, "There's one more thing you should know. Haven't you noticed? Bella's pregnant." Grayson froze. Dazed, he stammered, "N-No way. I never touched her."

his forehead pressing against mine, his breath harsh on my face as we came, his muscles tensing and twitching. I felt his throb as stream after stream of hot seeds poured out of me. I buried my face in his neck and took a deep breath. Rhysand let go of our bodies that were still connected, and then moved to shift to an oblique position. I buried my face in his neck, enjoying the rest of my release, and he kissed my forehead many times. >>> I had to force Rhysand to let me go and a few times hit his flesh lightly and bit his lip so he finally gave in. He's crazy because his lips are bleeding from my bite and he can still smile and laugh.

(Zyandra's POV) Rhett lay on the forest floor, his chest rising and falling unevenly, eyes half-closed, as though the night itself had drained him of his strength. I knelt beside him, my heart thudding in my chest. The anger that had fueled me moments ago was now tempered by something unfamiliar—pity, maybe, or the faintest flicker of doubt. He didn’t know, couldn’t know, what had just happened. He had walked into a world he had no concept of, and I had nearly killed him in blind obedience to duty.

“I need all of them. You can’t tell me that it’s only two you have.” He bowed. “Forgive me, Alpha. Only two for now.” I shrugged. “I guess I’ll be leaving then I said to my feet.” And I was about to tell the elders about this whole thing. They were about to be on board with this whole circus you’re running here. His eyes widened with greed as he smiled cruelly. “I’ll be back, Alpha.” He chased the girls away, bowed again multiple times before leaving. *** Freya’s pov I finished dressing up and stood in front of the mirror. The woman staring back at me was someone that my past would be disappointed in.

"I understand. You have bigger responsibilities but promise me. Promise me that you wouldn't forget me or Randale. We will still be your parents, right?" "Of course, mom!" She nods and Randale pulls her at his side clearly upset at his mate's distress. "Fenris, I think you should rest for at least 2 days before leaving. We will move your clothes and any other important things to that house for you. We can also make sure that the house is safe for living if we go before you," suggests Calum. I look at Alpha Zac for confirmation and he nods. "Okay, thanks Calum," I tell the wizard. I appreciate his gesture. It is selfless and without any expectations of anything in return.

said a voice against the fog. "I won't ever belong to alphas like you!" I yelled at them. "Not ever!" They took everything away from me. Yet why does fate continue to play with me? "You can't change fate, Arya. Our destinies are tied together. You have nowhere to go." Alpha Kaizelus replied. I instantly aimed for their neck and watched as they laughed. "You're getting stronger and stronger every day, I must admit." I raised my eyebrows at them and said, "No, you're just getting weaker."

Amara POV Night has started to feel like a book I never meant to open, yet somehow keep finding in my hands, its pages turning without permission while ink bleeds into places that should remain blank. Feeding used to be hunger and relief, a sharp need answered with practiced control, but now it feels like stepping into someone else’s dream while my body stays behind. Each time Nyra offers her wrist, I brace myself not just for blood, but for whatever scraps of memory decide to slip through the cracks between us.