Gaster X Toriel Novels & Stories

"Look at you two, all cozy." Gaia groaned and tried to bury her face in my neck, but I laughed, pulling her closer as we slowly sat up. Tory's eyes immediately zeroed in on the fresh mark on Gaia's neck. She started to grin. "Damn, Dec. You didn't waste any time, huh?" Gaia rolled her eyes and started signing furiously, and I sighed. "She says you're annoying," I mumbled. Tory shot back, "Tell her she loves me."

Aria When I had thought he'd start slow and gentle, I was wrong. So wrong. He attacked me like a hungry animal being served with the sight of his prey. His lips and tongue moved into different motions, driving me insane. One moment it was only his tongue that worked around my clitoris and the next moment it was his move to spice the tension up with his finger that accompanied the sweet torture as he pushed it inside my opening. "oh god!" I cried out, my hands were gripping his hair as tight as possible. It was surprising how his hair was still on his head after how tight my grip on his hair locks.

"Tell me about him." Tori felt a smile tug at her lips, despite everything. "His name is Eilad. He is from the Obsidian Pack. He works as Alpha Orion's assistant. We grew up together, in the poorer quarters of the pack. I have not seen him in years, and then tonight, at the festival..." "He found you." "He found me." Tori's cheeks warmed. "He is kind. And patient. And he looked at me as if I were the only woman in the world."

“Lady Killer Smile, allow me to introduce myself. I am the Alpha of the Gridon pack. My name is Torian Gridon.” "G-Gridon? Like Tyrelle Gawen Giridon!?" I almost bit my tongue after saying two G's in a row, but thankfully I didn't. They do have the same hair color and other facial traits, now that I think about it. Tyrelle's only distinguishing feature is that he has silver and purple eyes. At the mention of Tyrelle, the man beamed proudly. “I see you have met my son?” “Your son!?” I exclaimed and raised my hands in a 'hold up' gesture.

He looks out the window for a bit, "I have something I want to give you." He pulls out a dark, almost black ring with a medium-sized red gemstone placed right in the center. He gently grabs my left hand, hesitating at his actions for a second, and slips it onto my ring finger. My heart begins to hammer against my chest at the smallest touch of his skin. Once I look down at the ring at a closer angle, the band of it is a dragon that hooks onto the gem from the left side, while its tail hooks onto the other side of the gem, creating the circle.

asked Kolton. “They were on a mission to the Ramash Mountains. They were seeking any information that might reveal what the Goblins and their allies might be up to. With so much evidence of Sorcery and Dark Magic being used, it seemed prudent to learn all we could. They were quite skilled in such covert activities, else we would not have chosen them.” Storr took a breath. “Torila’s body was found near the head of the Haedral Valley. She was clearly on her way back to the Hall when she was set upon. The body was quite mangled,” he said with a sour expression, “and it’s likely that Goblins were responsible. Garath was found in the foothills of the Ramash, but the manner of his death was differ

“We’ve had enough—” Zoriana cut him off cleanly. “I won't waste anyone’s time. I will be extremely quick. I, Zoriana Roux, Alpha of the Morning Star pack, reject you, Crown Prince and Alpha heir of the Royal Pack, Gael Castellari, as my mate and Alpha.” A sudden, sharp pain surged through her chest. It was powerful, but she found it bearable. Across the table, Gael’s face twisted in agony, and he clutched his heart, gasping for air.

Kael forced himself to calm down; his breathing steadied, and his eyes returned to normal, though a disturbance remained in them. Toran continued, "I'm merely curious to know if there is perhaps more reason why you were able to sway the elders to your side and have her killed. So fear not, my dear friend... we are allies now, Kael." His voice dropped lower. "After all, she is dead." Kael scrutinized Toran for a moment; his expression softened, then he glanced around before replying. "She is a bastard." His reply made Toran freeze. That was the last thing he had expected. But before he could process the revelation, a voice sounded behind the imposing oak doors: