Novel & Cerita Frantic Fanfiction

“No, she can’t…..” Another wave of pain. Another crack of bone. I drop to all fours, panting, my claws gouging deep trenches in the stone. “Get out!” I snarl to the voices, to myself, to the world. “Get out of my head!” But the only answer is the echo of my own roar, echoing through every hall of the palace. “I can't wait to taste her. Oh, she's almost here. She is near. I can smell her” Fenrik says, and just like Ravok, he's also excited.

CHAPTER 71 – CLAIMED IN MADNESS She arches her back against the bed, the tension coiling through her body until it feels like her spine will snap in two. Her voice breaks free in a desperate whimper, her lips parting as a sharp cry tumbles out. “Oh my God…” she gasps, her pussy tightening hard around him, squeezing with uncontrollable rhythm, letting him know exactly how much he is driving her beyond sanity. The reaction makes Adrian groan deep in his chest, his head falling forward, because nothing feeds his hunger more than feeling her body clench down on him, dragging him closer to the edge of madness. He revels in it, losing himself to the rhythm, allowing the darkness inside him to take

Gripping the pillow tightly, she gasped for air as she tossed and turned in her troubled slumber. "Hazel!" Francisco's voice echoed through her dreams, his words sweet and enchanting, sending shivers down her spine. His heavy breaths filled the air, adding to the intensity of the moment. With a start, Hazel's eyes cracked open, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she found herself face to face with Francisco. His mesmerizing blue eyes bore into hers, his seductive smile sending a rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins. "I want to fu*k you so hard," Francisco whispered, his words a sultry promise of pleasures yet to come. As he leaned in closer, Hazel's heart raced with a mixture of d

Frantic in a way I never thought possible for someone like him. "Serena!" he bellows, voice shaking the walls, rattling windows, making dust fall from the ceiling. "Serena, look at me! What the hell is happening to you?! Come back to me, goddammit!" She doesn't respond. Her body stays frozen in that nightmare: on her knees, hands twisted unnaturally, fingers contorted into claws, head tilted back at an impossible angle, eyes rolled into white nothingness. Her teeth grind together in a sickening rhythm as her muscles spasm uncontrollably, tendons standing out like cords beneath her skin. I've never seen anything like it. It's like something's trying to crawl out of her skin, tearing her apart

I could feel his warm breath against me but then he stopped. He climbed up over me, seemingly unable to hold off any longer. As our eyes locked, he searched my face. Again, I wondered, what was it he was trying to see? Was there any chance that we could feel something for each other? I tried to stop entertaining these fantastical thoughts. After taking a deep breath I knew I wanted him inside me. Suddenly, I had a feeling of being disconnected from my body. Just as he was about to enter me, I fainted from the fever.

I think that's what caused me to feel the most intrigued about her, though; her rebellious side was intoxicating. Tyson seemed to be enjoying himself down below. He loved the attention from the ladies, and he seemed to be getting a lot of it tonight. Every primped-up female trying to become the next Luna was practically shoving their breasts in his face, and he didn't shy away from them. Great, he was going to make me look like an ogler. I guess that's what I get for making my best friend and beta pretend to be me.

I explained. “Why?” She asked. “Something about him being a traitor, it was later that we found out she did it because she was obsessed with me. I started dating this girl when I was around nineteen but it didn’t last because Tracy got into a fight with her and she ended up in a coma. The pack wanted her to be banished but the fact that she was one of my council members didn’t make that easy which was why the high council members decided that she had to be locked up for a year. We didn’t think the punishment was enough but we went ahead with it” I explained.

They're depending on me. Furthermore, the punishment for insulting the Lycans was no joke. Lucas has the power to exact any time of punishment that he wants. Since I injured his ego, who knows what he will do? The guests looked down at me as I pushed myself up into a sitting position. "They kept bragging about how that woman's daughter is better than all of ours." "What? How disgraceful." "Did she think that she could do whatever she wanted just because she was approved to be his Highness' fiancee?"

Madame Francesca spat as hatred burned in her eyes. --To be continued… Please support my other works: Conquering the Emperor Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion

Miles away in the Obsidian Palace, Elias froze mid-step in his private chambers. The feeling hit him like a physical blow, waves of lust and frustration that weren’t his own. His knees nearly buckled. He gripped the back of a chair, breath coming short as phantom sensations rolled through his body. He could feel Ronan moving inside someone else. The slide of skin, the heat, the desperate thrusts. It made his own cock harden painfully against his trousers even as nausea twisted in his stomach.