Guilty Gear Fanfic Novels & Stories

guilty. I shook my head immediately, rubbing off the strange thoughts. Why would I feel guilty? Aiden's my mate and I can sleep with him all I want. The same way he didn't mind fucking Gianna few days after he confessed his feelings to me. I scoffed inwardly. I should have known better. They were all lies. Not like I cared anyways. At a second thought, I was glad I screamed all day. I hope he heard. Just how much Aiden could make me scream and moan his name.

Every time I begged, he reminded me: “Not yet. You come when I say.” The guilt that had been gnawing at me since last night rose again. Alex’s face flashed in my mind. Three years. The pool. The betrayal. And here I was, letting his father ruin me so beautifully. “Stay with me,” Damien commanded, as if he could read my thoughts. He turned me to face him and tilted my chin up. “Tell me what you’re thinking.” “I… I feel guilty,” I admitted, voice shaking. “For wanting this. For wanting *you*.”

The guards hesitated to use the silver whip on me, fearing it might injure Elara. Garrick sprang into action, attempting to separate my wolf, Felicia, from Elara. However, Felicia, driven by rage, turned on him, marking his face with a scratch. As an Alpha, Garrick's strength was formidable. He struck Felicia, sending her tumbling into the room's corner with a whimper. Instantly, two guards intervened, lashing her with silver whips that quickly subdued her, forcing her to relinquish control back to me. I found myself lying on the floor, exhausted and naked, my skin bearing the marks of conflict. Through my haze of pain, I could hear Elara's cries as Garrick rushed to her side.

he leaned forward in his chair as he spoke, placing his folded hands on his desk. “Alpha, I take full responsibility and will accept whatever punishment you deem necessary” Felix drew our attention back to his stoic presence. “I really don’t think that is needed, Gunner. It wasn’t his fault. I was in the damn dressing room, you didn’t expect him to follow me into the change rooms, did you?” Gunner growled at my last comment, the thought of another man seeing me semi naked brought out his possessive side. I knew I’d get him on that. He leaned back and raked his eyes over Felix. After a few more moments of silence, he breathed out another heavy breath.

I pushed her to the couch and immediately our clothes came off, I was fucking her without mercy with Clara's face coming to my mind every two bloody seconds. Guilt. It grabbed at my throat, but I kept trying to push it back, going at this like an animal. What the hell was I guilty for? Clara and I were no longer a thing… not at the moment, anyway. The thought had me going faster for some reason, and club girl clung to me like her life depended on it, screaming into the cushions as I pulled every last sound out of her. "God, you’re insane," She whispered breathlessly afterward, her voice shaking as she lay limp across my chest.

Gad smirked. Gad trailed his hands on Calix's shirt unbuttoning it bit by bit. He bent down to lay little kisses on the exposed skin. "Gaderel!" Calix moaned. Gad slowly pushed him towards the bed until he fell on it and Gad was on top him. "I pinned you again." Gad gave an arrogant smirk. "You cheated." "nope. I won fair and square." "I thought you said we would never do this again." Calix said. "yes I did."

Tears began to seep from the corners of my eyes, for no apparent reason, as I began to feel a void in my heart. The way that Alpha Gunner had looked at me, pulled at something deep inside of me, making me feel guilty about what I had done with Beta Ryker and my thoughts of wanting to be with my mate. I couldn’t understand why I was feeling guilty, especially since Beta Ryker was my mate, but I was.

"You didn't know? There was a competition years ago. If he had entered, with his talent, he would've won for sure. He would've had the chance to study abroad. A professor even flew in specifically for him. Unfortunately, my sister behaved terribly. "She made a deal with him. At the time, he said his girlfriend's company was about to collapse financially, so he accepted the money and withdrew. "That's why I felt guilty and came to apologize. You were the reason, weren't you?" I pressed a hand to my forehead. That senior had always been known in our department for being painfully straightforward. She said whatever she wanted, never caring who she offended. By the time I realized something was

She hadn’t moved which made my heart pound. “Gabbie? Gabriella?” “You play the guitar?” She coughed. I groaned and pulled her closer. “I suck at it.” “At least I know you’re not just a hot head.” “I’m sorry. I’m the reason you almost got killed. She won’t ever touch you again. I’ll make sure of it.” “It is your fault. Why couldn’t you leave me alone? Your mate wouldn’t have come after me if you hadn’t pursued me. How many other girls has she gotten rid of because you wanted to cheat?”

"Beg properly. Say, 'Please, Taehyung, finger me harder—make me come as penance for Lisa.' Admit it, you filthy murderer; your body's begging even if your mouth lies." Guilt surged like bile in my throat, Lisa's memory a ghost in the misty air—her laughter echoing from happier times, before jealousy and fate had twisted everything. I hadn't meant for her to fall, but the pack's accusations, Taehyung's belief, had sealed my fate as the villain. Tears mingled with the water on my cheeks, but lust coiled tighter, my walls fluttering around his thrusts. "I... I can't... it's too much," I sobbed, my hands gripping the tub's edges, knuckles white. Yet, my legs parted wider under the water, invitin