Impregnation Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“I’m only on the Council because no one else wanted the job. But all members have to be married and I’m not. We’re looking at strengthening our race and right now, the best idea anyone can come up with is a werewolf-vampire hybrid.” “Daphne would be so smug right now.” I giggled. The wine was going straight to my head. Of course it was. I hadn’t eaten for hours. “She’s my best friend.” “I didn’t think you were allowed friends once you found your precious Mates.” Adrian smirked, flopping down onto the sofa. “What’s your problem with Mates?”

Ren said with so much determination that I was taken aback at first. --To be continued… Please support my other works: Forbidden Heat Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion

He'd proven, over and over again, that it worked better than anything in this damned world. "You are my desire, Poppet," he whispered, his breath hot against my neck. "You're far too good to be a hobby." His nose brushed the skin beneath my ear; the inhale he took was hungry, primal. And the more time I spent with him, the more feral my wolf became. The more deranged she grew. She wanted a mark. His mark. And the way the veins in his neck rose and the faint sound of his canines threatening to break through made it clear—he was holding the same urge back by a thread.

" He whispered back. Conner was the only person who knew what I had become, the only one who saw the true me. I loved him so much and still did, but he could never. "Please let me go." I cried. "I have loved you, and this won't ever change things. Never." He pulled his collar away from his neck and looked down at me, "if you being this way would keep you away from me then… make me one too." "You don't know what you're talking about." I said. "I do it because I love you." …. Slashed and hacked and cut through every single one of them as if they were made of paper. Blood flew up in the air along with their marked organs and veins. In the end, I stood there in the middle of the room, with piece

I rise up from the floor, agitated. Dorian and I stand there, shocked. I look around worriedly. “WHAT DO YOU PLAN ON DOING TO US?” I scream, feeling trapped. The voice comes back with a condescending tone. “Well, my little Jelena. You’re going to show Dorian here a good time. If you know what I mean.” I look at the hole, horrified. “Are you out of your mind? I’m not doing anything with Dorian.” I look towards Dorian, who is looking as horrified as I am. I turn back to the hole, determined. “I don’t have to do anything.” A laugh resounds around the room. “Well, my dear. Unfortunately, you will have no choice. You see, Dorian here is an alpha. When alphas feel the urge to mate- they take. Now…

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains breeding/impregnation fantasies, virginity loss, dominance/submission dynamics, and werewolf erotica themes. Reader discretion advised—triggers for power imbalance, heat cycles, and intense first-time experiences. CHAPTER ONE Wren was shaking. When she realized that she was only a few months away from twenty and still very much an innocent, she had made the executive decision to sign up for the breeding rooms. Okay, so it wasn't the best thing she could do with herself, but it felt like every single one of her friends were meeting wolves and pairing up; the mating ceremonies were coming faster and faster lately, and here she was still a virgin.

I felt like clay in his hands, ready to be molded. My treacherous mind decided to play steaming images behind my retinas. *Me, bent over my desk, my skirt hiked up around my waist, his hands gripping my hips so hard they’d leave bruises as he drove into me from behind, his thick cock stretching me, filling me until I screamed. His breath hot against my ear as he whispered my name like a prayer.* The fantasy was so vivid I could almost feel the ghost of his possession, a deep, hollow pulse blooming into a slick, wet heat between my thighs.

“I will always want you for eternity.” “I know.” She smiled before resuming the topic at hand. “I’m more than ready to be imprinted by you, Alpha. I know about it’s consequences too.” She stared at me, resolved to make me do it. Calling me Alpha is a cheat code that is so fucking hard to resist. Like a vice I’m willing to be addicted to. “How did you even know about this? I doubt that grim and dark information is just lazily placed on the library’s book shelves.”

His eyes went cold. “You…” he said slowly. “Don’t tell me what to do.” I smirked at him. “I do, actually. I am, after all, your future queen.” I had never seen anyone turn so red so fast. His pale skin looked like it suddenly filled with blood as his teeth lengthened, no doubt thinking of sinking them into me. I flashed my dragon eyes back at him. I fucking dare you, bloodsucker. Shock registered on both our faces as I realized what had just happened. I had infiltrated his mind, which in our world made me stronger than him. His teeth ground together as he threw me a look so nasty that Damian growled at him.

And just when I thought he would pull out and let me catch my breath, I felt him hardening inside of me, and I forced my eyes open to glare at him, wondering what he was up to, “Come on, sweet pea, relax and let the impotent guy satisfy himself, huh?” he teased, making my eyes go wide as I realized that he was out to get me. I’m getting punished for insulting him in front of my friends. I know I deserve it, but I couldn’t match his stamina anymore. He was like a royal stallion, banging me on every angle, making me scream out his name as he made me cum over and over again, bringing me more orgasms than I can count.