Novel & Cerita Genshin Impact Reacts: Fanfiction

“Rion, I love you! I love you more than life itself. I’d do anything for you. Jaselyn doesn’t deserve you!” Rion’s slap was swift and brutal, the sound echoing in the room, splitting Jinu’s lip. “You sick bastard.” Jinu’s eyes gleamed with a twisted pleasure even through the pain. He licked the blood from his lip and smiled. “Hit me again, Rion. Punish me. I’ve missed your touch so much.” Rion recoiled in disgust, his face a mask of revulsion. “You’re a sicko.” Jinu smiled through the blood, his eyes shining with manic glee. “You made me this way, Rion. You need to take responsibility for what you’ve created.”

And for the first time, I didn't feel like a victim. "You think I'm a substitute?" I whispered, a slow, mean smile spreading across my face even as the ribbons of light began to burn. "You clearly haven't read my bio. I’m the complication." I closed my eyes and reached back. I didn't know where Riley was, but I knew she was fighting. Fight on, Riley, I thought. I’ll keep them busy here. --- Riley The Unwritten reacted violently to my push. The corridor fractured. Ink exploded outward like black rain in reverse. The Margin staggered, its form glitching, lines tearing through its "body" as if reality itself had rejected the edit I was making.

It would be magic between them tomorrow morning and he couldn't even wait. *** *** A/N// So this is...well this is it...I don't care what you guys think, these two are both precious... They don't know how to react to their emotions... Celeste cries and Zillon gets angry, they both need to be fixed😩 Zillon's way of expressing himself is rather harsh, but at least he accepts his wrongs and tries to amend them... Anyways who thinks they'll get to see something R-rated in the next chapter?🥵🤒🤤

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

-------------------------------------------------------------- A/N HELLO AMIGOS Hope ya'll liked this chapter 😁 This one was INTENSE with her fainting and everything OH MA GAW But thankfully, Jai was there hehe 😏 Again please follow and support The Neighbor on all the other links in my bio :) HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY EVERYONE LOVE Y'ALL 🤗

' As though his brains resided between his legs, what the heck. Feeling offended, Zander fisted his fingers. He imagined punching Ryley endlessly while alpha Hercules observed them closely, reading all their thoughts. Tbc... (Sorry I wasn't supposed to be late but one of my cousins passed away recently so (not becoz of covid).... Anyways, hope it was good. I won't say anything but let you guys share your thoughts. Target: 5 comments)

All the characters, places and contents of this story is solely based on my imagination, any resemblance to respective elements, is a mere coincidence. To connect to me, do ping me on I*******m as agni_aastha❤ for the character sketches and aesthetics, do connect to me. Shanaya: Witnessing the endless bickering of Amara and Azeil, made me wonder and gave a constant breeze of nostalgia inside my head. How me and Emir used to argue

The system had already chosen. Hale looked toward the monitors slowly. “The archive is rejecting preservation protocols.” Seraphine folded her arms tightly. “So the evil AI unionized.” Cassian weakly pointed toward her. “She’s coping worse than me.” “I’m coping appropriately,” Seraphine snapped. “There are ghost children and emotional reactors.” Despite the terror squeezing his lungs Luca laughed softly again. And the chamber reacted instantly. The neural core glowed warmer. The archived projections brightening gently around them. Mira smiled through tears.

Saying something might move him to safer flames. “I found an artifact in the archive,” she said. True. “It’s reactive.” True. “I think it’s tied to Project Eden.” True. She didn’t say Kane’s name. She didn’t say alive. She didn’t say here. His hand left her neck and settled on the bench like a deterrent to gravity. “Reactive how?” “Like a handshake,” she said. “Call-and-response. It wakes when I touch certain sequences, sleeps when I stop.” He was silent long enough for the ventilation system to sound like surf. Then he nodded once. “Show me,” he said.

We shared a tender, hesitant kiss, and I gently placed my hand on the back of Rei's neck, holding her with care and assurance. I knew this was wrong. I knew that there would be consequences, yet I couldn't resist. I intensified the kiss, feeling our tongues intertwine, relishing the taste of the woman I desired above all else. Rei's response was equally passionate, her actions deliberate, savoring each moment and sensation. Rei melted into me and felt perfect in my arms as if she had been created just for me. I cradled her gently, unwilling to release her. I dreaded the inevitable aftermath of my actions. Rei whispered with hope and fear, "I want to see you again." Her trembling voice betray