Final Fantasy Vii Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Ava interrupted him. "I did have a mate. It is possible to fall in love with someone other than your mate, she also loved me as well. Soon we began an affair. Everything was bliss until the king found out and banished me from his kingdom. I went back to Fireblood in shame, my mate knew I had cheated through the mate bond. She forgave me and was willing to start over again, she never told anyone why I had been banished, the rest of the pack thought I had left because the vampire king was cruel. Life returned to normal until I got a message from Feyre to meet her. I went to meet her and she told me that Freya had become pregnant and had died during pregnancy. She had given birth to twins. A bo

“That’s nice of you, Alpha Darren but a party isn’t what we had in mind when we summoned you-“ Viola’s pitchy fake voice is cut of mid-sentence. “Viola. Viola. Mmmh, look at her gentlemen. A queen without a crown, a queen aging like fine wine but too dumb to realize she’s on the wrong side. You know what? Since some oracle has prophesied about me having a blind mate in future, how about we go against that oracle and get together, baby? I’ll treat you better than they ever did. Both on and off the court if you know what I mean” Alpha Darren winks. I’m rebuffed at his non-subtle hints about sex. But hey if he is asking Viola for sex, then who cares? The bitch deserves a mate like that and more

Logan Reynolds The last few days have been shitty. I wake up too early, go to bed too late, and somewhere in between, I spend hours convincing myself that I don’t care. That I can keep my distance from Vi. That I can forget what I know. It’s not working. Ever since I found out she’s Shortstuff002, my head’s been a fucking mess. That book—the one that’s had me hooked, that’s kept me up at night, that made me feel something for the first time in years—was written by her.

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.

"Of course, Your real self matters to me more than anything. Let me ask you a question in return. What if your feelings for me aren't unreal? Do you think you'll still be doing this with me?" "I don't think the magic could control me when I'm myself. My feelings for you were the same when I'm under my spell." "I'll believe in everything you say. Whether it's true or not, I don't care. I love you, Viishaun." "That's right. You should be calling me. Now, please spread your legs wide and accept me, my lady," says Viishaun. Then he buried his face between her legs and devoured her womanhood.

I don’t know what this is, or where we go from here, but I don’t care. Because whatever this is, it’s perfect. It’s bliss. It’s me feeling more alive than I ever have before. And it’s all because of him Vivian's P.O.V. So they think they can get rid of me that easily"I smirk as staring at the window to Damien suite. They can play around all day long. But am going to rain on their parade. Someone has to be the bad guy in this love story. Take more pictures"I ordered to the reporter with me.

He murmured under his breath as they started walking towards the he second van. Freddie hastily tried to put a call to the rest of the higher authorities about their situation, while the rest stayed behind to burn the bodies. Viola was restless even in her dreams. She was running. She was confused, she was appalled. She could see flashes of herself. In her body but not in her body as if something else had taken control of her. Something strong and wicked. With a sick taste for blood. She felt herself running through the woods, the screams around her, the blood, the gore and how she had relished in it.

“You know I can’t be alpha.” Vivian waved a dismissive hand in the air with a bored expression on her face. “Ah, yes yes, wolf rules and all. You can’t become Alpha with blood on your hands. Christ, I can’t deal with you guys and your stiff rules.” She rolled her eyes then cocked a brow at him with a smile. “But we are still very much alike. You wanted her mother, I wanted her fiancé and her money, and look at what we have to do for what we wanted. I betrayed my best friend and you murdered her mother.” “It was an accident!”

Suddenly, making the man in front of him chuckled loudly. "Seriously?" snapped the man. "You do like Cia, right? So why don't we work together to trap them both?" Viona snapped. Alan took a deep breath. What Vivian said was true. However, Alan's love now is not like when he first met Cia. The silver-haired girl was indeed seductive, but in fact, the other side of her said differently. The woman in red pajamas showing her cleavage in front of him now turned out to be more provoking in his lust.