Finnick Odair Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Roxanne's POV The door opened and the music hit first, then the heat, then the eyes. Every single one of them. The conversation near the entrance didn't stop immediately, it stuttered, like a record skipping, and then the whispers started moving through the room in a wave I could physically track from face to face. Is that Roxanne Sinclair?" "No fucking way." "Since when does Blackwood date Omegas?" "Holy shit, she's actually hot!" I kept my chin up. Tyson's hand sat flat against the small of my back, warm and steady, and I felt him lean slightly closer without breaking step.

“Stay behind me, please.” Maddox moved her to the back and turned around with fisted hands. “Finn, I don’t want to kill you, but I will. Is that what you want, brother?” An exasperated breath escaped Finn's mouth as he stopped in front of Maddox. And then Finn surprised her. He lowered onto one knee and bowed his head. “I better find my mate, Mads.” Letting out a long breath, Maddox relaxed his fingers, kneeled, and pressed his forehead against Finn’s. “You will find your mate. If I have to search this planet for her myself, I will do it. Trust me.”

The husky promise in his voice sent electricity racing down my spine. For one breathless moment, I considered surrendering to him—letting passion consume the darkness inside me. But the intoxicating vision of my father crawling, begging before me was stronger than any physical desire. “Let’s go bathe,” Finn suggested, leading me toward the bathroom. Finn’s touch lingered as we entered the steaming bathroom, his fingers tracing patterns on my skin that left fire in their wake. The tension between us crackled like lightning before a storm, but my mind was already elsewhere—consumed by darker fantasies of retribution.

Finn asks as he rolls one of my nipples between his finger and thumb. Archie sits up to look at me, waiting for my answer. I look between them. Their eyes are so full of want, and the bond hums with love. I know they’ll take care of me, whatever it is Finley is planning will be done with care. I’m safe to explore with them. I nod and Archie groans. “Good girl,” Finn breathes. “Relax, let us take care of you.” Archie’s fingers trail down between my parted thighs. He circles my clit slowly, driving me wild with need while Finn gets up from the bed and returns a moment later to kneel between my legs.

“The ones showing Rowan and Ophelia seem like they were trying to help her. Then there is the odd threatening one showing her standing by the cliff… Damn, I have nice back muscles.” “Do you have a serious bone in your body?” Finn snaps. “Only one,” I wink, catching the blush that paints his cheeks. “He’s very serious about getting back home to breed his pregnant future wife.” “I’m not even going to comment on what you just said,” Finn shook his head, returning his attention to the screen. I decided to play with him, knowing damn well he needs to relax or he’s going to send himself into a spiral. “You can’t tell me you haven’t thought about it,” I lower my voice to a raspy whisper.

It fed the void inside her. "Higher," she whispered. Finn moved forward on his knees. He kissed her thigh. His hands gripped her waist, clumsy and desperate. He bracketed her on the edge of the bed, his face level with hers. Miya grabbed his shoulders. She dug her nails into his tunic. She looked at his red, adoring face. And suddenly, the triumph turned to ash. Because he wasn't Oreon. He was just a boy. A servant. A substitute.

"I bet we could go all night and not run out of things to try—you're brave and not afraid of anything, isn't that right, kinky girl?" I shudder. "We shouldn't..." "But you want to." He chuckles again, louder. "Don't take offense, though. I love your filthy mind, Maya, and the way your body responds to mine is rare. You're one in a billion, and once you sort your shit out, I will be right here, ready to devour you." My heart leaps, and I stare up at him. Finn grins. He takes a moment to let his gaze drift over my body in that way he has before, drinking in every inch of me before he looks away.

but unfortunately, strength won't save her since she'll be bonded to you. A cold chill ran down my spine. Bonded to him? My fingers clenched, and I found it hard to draw in a breath. "You planned this," Finian said, and there was something in his voice—guilt? Hesitation? "You knew she'd fall for me." Odessa laughed low and cruel. "And she did. Just as I told you she would. Love makes people weak. So now, she is yours to control." The world tilted. Some nauseous wave twisted my stomach.

His teeth were bared, just a fraction. "My mistake," Adrian said, raising his hands in mock surrender. "If the pack changes, get my number from Reyes." "Yeah. Get out," Finn muttered. He didn't look away until Adrian vanished into the crowd. Finn’s shoulders remained tight, his spine a rigid line of aggression. "You want to date that hack?" "No." Finn’s posture slumped, just an inch. "Good. He’s a bottom-feeder." "I gathered." "Worse than an arrogant star?"

The sight churned my stomach – it was no secret that Finn indulged in a revolving door of flings. “Alpha, here—” He raised a finger, silencing me mid-sentence as he continued to devour the omega’s lips, their hands roaming each other's bodies with shameless passion. “Alpha, I—” I attempted to speak once more, yet they paid me no attention. Frustrated, I made my way to the nightstand and dropped the condom there, hoping for a swift exit. Just as I aimed for the door, Finn's voice sliced through the air. “Where is the goddamn condom?” he demanded, brushing his golden blonde hair away from his face.