Fiona From Sonic Novels & Stories

Instead of allowing her thoughts and emotions to cloud over her features, Alicia smirked, “It’s funny how little you think of son… Are you saying Tom is spineless and completely under another’s control if he keeps his dick wet?” Fiona raised her hand, eyes flaring a bright red. Alicia braced herself to be slapped. She couldn’t attack the Luna of Blue Crescent, but boy, did it feel good to say those words about her ‘sweet boy’. Fiona’s hand didn’t make it to Alicia’s cheek, however. Valko’s hand was wrapped tightly around Fiona’s wrist as he glared down at her. The Luna’s head dropped submissively even though her hands shook and she ripped her arm out of his hold, stepping back.

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I hadn’t even realised he had come up the stairs I was too lost in the sight of Sienna sitting happily amongst the flowers. “The garden suits her.” I mumble, more to myself that to Devon. She looked so completely at peace sat there, it was like the garden had been made for her sitting amongst the blooms. “She certainly fits the bill of a flower fairy.” He acknowledges coming to stand by the window as well. I smile at this. The Faye in general were quite a fiery species. They had restless souls and were forever caught up in mischief. Devon’s statement was far truer than I anyone would ever realise.

"You said you wanted a child, and it's not like only she can give birth to your child. "If you like, we can have a try now..." she hinted. That night, Kyron succumbed to her again. Fiona could control him with just a few words; that was her skill. Of course, she told me all these things herself, including how passionate Kyron was in bed. It was evident that women were meticulous in nature. Even though I had deactivated my socials, she still managed to find me. The next morning, after leaving Fiona's gentle embrace, Kyron tried to contact me again.

Fiona moved in on a Wednesday. Dad walked her into the living room holding her hand, like he was introducing a new piece of furniture. "Helena, this is Fiona. Old friend from college. Nina's starting first grade and I want her ahead of the curve. Fiona's going to help out." Mom was chopping vegetables. The knife paused. She didn't look up. All she said was two words. "Whatever you want." I already knew who Fiona was. Dad had a whole album of her on his phone.

His voice was icy as he demanded, "Who are you, really?" "It hurts..." she gasped. Struggling to breathe, her brain deprived of oxygen as she desperately slapped at his hand. "Let me go... I can't breathe..." Hearing her plea, he frowned slightly and yanked off the security cap she was wearing. "You're a woman?" Fiona had been working at the club, disguising herself with a male voice and makeup to avoid unwanted attention. Only the manager and a few security members knew her true identity. "Yes, yes," she gasped.

Everyone cheered at her performance, increasing Fiona’s pride. “You can do it, Eve!” Derby shouted from her end, encouraging me. When Fiona heard her voice, she cackled out mockingly and said to me, “Your so-called friend is no friend at all. She’s just trying to make you feel strong by singing your name. But I’m the only one who knows your fate, Eve.” “Shut up!” I groaned, clashing my sword with hers.

Fiona says. “Hera doesn’t look like someone to pull a gun for nothing.” She adds. Raven snorts, “Since when do you defend Hera, Fiona? Thought you couldn’t stand her.” She attacks. Fiona glares at her,her lips tight. “I don’t like her but that doesn't mean I don't know her character. She is not impulsive. If she pointed a gun at Finn, she had a reason.” Fiona replies. I almost laugh in self mockery. Even Fiona who is Hera's arch enemy thinks Hera was not mistaken but me,her boyfriend is still holding up to believing my brother?

The two older Lycans stared at her, stunned. Fiona stopped near the table, her eyes sweeping over everyone before landing on me. She smiled slowly. Her voice was calm and confident. “I am Fiona,” she said clearly. “And I believe there’s been some confusion here.” The two Lycans looked from her to me, then back to her. Their eyes went wide with shock. “If you are Fiona… then who is this?” one of them asked, pointing straight at me. I glanced at Aurelian. He smiled and shook his head slightly, like none of this bothered him.

“I still have time to chat with you, Brother Zivon! Brother Zivon, don’t you miss me after you went to S City for so long?” Pfft. She was obviously a woman in her twenties or thirties, but she kept referring to Zivon as her ‘brother’ and spoke in such a coy voice. It was really corny. Xavia glanced at the label on Fiona’s chest. Name: Fiona Squire. The name was actually very well-suited for her temperament, where she was pretending to be youthful. It was unknown whether Zivon regarded Fiona as his younger sister, friend, or a woman in a certain relationship, but his voice sounded very affectionate when he said, “Mhm. Missed you. Where is your cotton swab? Give it to me.”