Firefly Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It blasted out in the man's mind, "Mate! MATE!" The man's gaze left Skyla and he looked up in the sky. What the man saw next, made Saint irresistible! He was overjoyed on seeing the fireflies in the dark blue sky. It was a very romantic situation to be kissed in the middle of the forest, in the dead of the night, with those fireflies lingering above! "Fireflies! Hey! She is our mate! She is our mate!" The man's wolf was doing rounds in his head out of excitement.

If Flynn discovered how I felt, he would use it against me, the same way he used Lila. I tried to remind myself of all the reasons I hated Flynn but as my eyes locked with his, I couldn’t. A growl rumbled from my throat and that was enough to send Flynn taking a step back. Good! He still feared me. I wheezed in a deep breath, taking the full weight of his gaze but just as I opened my mouth to speak, a strange light sparked in his eyes. “I know how to, we could just reject each other as mates the normal way. Like, you Miguel, Alpha of the…”

I exclaimed, pointing towards the ethereal creatures illuminating the surroundings. His eyes followed my gaze, and a smile spread across his face. "They're beautiful, just like you, Mia." Feeling a sudden surge of playfulness, I whispered, “I heard that if you catch a firefly, you'll be granted a wish." Jonathan's eyes widened with curiosity. "Is that so? Well then, let's try our luck." With childlike excitement, we both extended our hands, palms open, hoping to catch one of the glowing insects. The fireflies flitted around us, their lights flickering in a tantalizing game of hide and seek.

Below is the title and storyline for the novella. Title: Melting The Beta's Icy Heart Blurb: Lucia: I was twenty-two and had never met my fated mate yet, so I thought I would never meet him in this lifetime. In a twisted turn of events, I ended up finding my fated mate. It was none other than my frenemie, Beta Flynn Hawthorne. The only problem was that Flynn already had a mate, but she died, and our bond snapped into place at her funeral. There was no way Flynn was my mate. The goddess must have made a mistake.

When she looked closely… The firefly had two pairs of wings. A double-winged firefly? She thought about it in confusion in the dream. Someone seemed to have told her that the double-winged fireflies lived in the rainforest in Sabe of Southeast Aciatic. It was a private garden. She let the firefly go and proceeded forward. Suddenly, a shadow flashed through the dark. She was startled, then a tall, big man walked by. Cordelia followed him and saw two people hugging. They could not get away from each other… She smiled. Just when she was going to turn around to leave, an elusive voice called out to her. “Cordelia…”

--- The Spark From the heart of the horizon, a flare of red light erupted — small at first, then vast and consuming. The ground trembled. The trees bent in reverence. And the rivers turned to steam. Lyra did not move. She knew this rhythm — the opposite of her own pulse, the wild breath the Flow had always needed. > “You’re late,” she whispered, smiling faintly. The flare swelled, spiraling upward until it took shape — a figure of fire and shadow, its body alive with movement, its eyes twin stars burning gold.

And my was it a glorious ass to see. ‘Are you submitting, Mate?’ Flynn growled out smacking at her ass and driving her head further into the bed. ‘SUBMIT’ he growled out as he shoved in 3 fingers deep within her sheath. With a loud groan and scream she came around our fingers. I felt as she continued to pulsate around our fingers. I was surprised as well as Flynn when we went to remove our fingers to have a gush of liquid spill over the entire bed. Before we had the time to capitalize and acknowledge what she had just done she had us flipped over and was above us kissing, biting and licking our neck paying much attention to our mating spot at the junction of our neck and shoulder. I could fe

It had been ages since I’d bled. “You see? A much greater gift is coming.” I looked up at Thales face, seeing my own emotions reflected back to me in his eyes. And as I covered his mouth with mine, I knew all was going to be well. THE END Hello to my beautiful readers. I hoped you enjoyed this story, please let me know by leaving a review. If you would like details of my other books and upcoming projects, please follow me on social media. Links below. Stay safe and much love.

Evangeline shrieked and thrusted the sleeping boy towards a shocked and clueless Lucas, who hastily held the child so that he doesn’t fall. “Your useless father just gave me that poorly maintained gallery, all my money is gone because of him and then this pathetic child, you take care of it now, I don’t want to keep any relations with you and your father anymore, you’ve ruined my life enough!” The woman spoke and left after throwing the birth certificate and some more papers at Lucas’s feet, who stood frozen at the doorstep, still supporting the baby with a tight grasp, even though his own knees were about to give away.

Marretje adds when she sees me stare longer than necessary at the books; little does she know that I have less interest in reading. I have my hands on the drawing in no time, my fingers neatly trailing the stained, softened edges of the paper. Something about the rough sketch etches a feeling of familiarity with it, but I am not certain if Katelyn once showed it to me. Without warning, my head pulls back and my hands freeze, a bright white light flashing in front of my eyes before I could blink twice. My neck seems to snap from the force that is. I am lost—somewhere in a cold acre full of ice and snow, so much snow that I struggle to keep my legs steady.