Jean X Eren Novels & Stories

Walt said showing Zia "she needs another powerful hand to do this" "won't that be eren ?" Charles spoke "let's think, they both did seal it, then what happened after that? ..why did eren disappear?" Walt asked "That's what we should find" will said and looked at Zia there are 4 people surrounding her and one boy in them pushed Zia down "Zia" will yelled as he ran towards them ------ "why aren't you replying? are you looking down on me ?" the boy shouted angrily Zia closed her ears and shut her eyes hard

"Your methods differ from mine, and that is undeniable. But mark my words, should you ever fix that frosty gaze upon me again, I will not hesitate to tear away that privilege of sight. You should know this is what I can do, I have nothing to lose." Xanthe faltered for a moment, the weight of Eirene's words hanging in the air. The urge to retaliate warred within her, but she suppressed it, understanding that engaging in a battle of words with a traitor such as Eirene would prove futile. With a swift turn, Xanthe dismissed Eirene, her voice laced with contempt. "Conversing with someone of your treacherous nature is an utter waste of my efforts. I shall maintain my distance, keeping your tainte

Jaden said. Satisfied with Jaden's reaction, Jaxon smirked. "Xena has two relatives in Avesburgh. After her parents disappeared, she became even closer to them. Her uncle, Perry Glover, is a wreck after his son's accident, but we can use her other uncle, Eric." "Eric lives a quiet life in the suburbs of Avesburgh," Jaxon added. "He has a son who's obsessed with martial arts, but Eric has forbidden him from training, even threatening suicide. Not even Xena dares to interfere."

He marched boldly to the center, his eyes glowing blue at Eren. "You? How dare you enter my territory?!" Eren barked as he arose. His guards surrounded him immediately but my mate didn't look bothered. "How dare you touch my mate, you filthy thing!" Zeus yelled, commanding silence immediately. "You have no mate here, Werewolf!" Eren blurted. "She is my mate!" He declared, grasping my right palm firmly. The crowd burst into another round, Eren's jaw almost dropped and I, I just stood like a statue. Watching my mate fight for me. Protect me.

Logan felt his chest tightening. Thibault and Magnolia, who were sitting on their table below the stage, felt their hearts stop beating for a millisecond. They knew what Eren was about to do! Cyrus could tell something was off. "What's the matter, Eren?" Eren looked at Cyrus and lowered his head a little before assuming his most solemn expression. "While I was in Little Xeottect, I learned something very important that I think you deserve to know."

I heard Erin say as she suddenly appeared out of nowhere and leaned on the locker next to me with her arms crossed. Erin is my friend, and she was not just any woman but a beautiful and radiant transwoman whose captivating charm surpassed even that of the famous Jessica Cross. Erin possessed a grace that mesmerized those around her and a femininity that was truly awe-inspiring. With her luscious brunette hair flowing smoothly down her back and her enchanting gray eyes that shimmered like moonlit skies, she effortlessly captivated the hearts of all who set their gaze upon her. Erin hailed from a proud Latin heritage, with roots that added an extra touch of exotic enchantment to her already ca

However, I can’t help but stare at the woman. Jean. The only Jean I know of is Jean Sanguinite, an ancestor of mine who lived, coincidentally, at the same time as Lucian. Jean was a strategist and the leader of the Nelo Clan. There is no portrait of her in the clan’s archives. In fact, it seems like someone deliberately wiped out all evidence of her existence. But stories cannot be erased. Jean is considered nothing short of a saint in vampire culture. She swooped in and outsmarted the wolves, securing a favorable outcome for our kind and preventing more blood from being shed. Even the most arrogant of vampires respect her name. It never made any sense to me why there is no portrait of her.

I need to get this done and completed soon. My power is waning, I can barely feel when another entity is nearby. I need to bring my power back up. The only way to do that is to sacrifice the seer, and I know where she is now, Jenni March, the alpha’s daughter, the newest seer, the one that can make my power whole. Once that happens, I will be unstoppable, I’ll have control. I’ll be able to put an end to this whole fucked up situation, get rid of the mutts and the leeches. Then the witches will be the superior species here again. It’s our time to shine.

In a hushed moment, he tossed me onto the bed, and I clung to the sheets, eyes wide as I watched him begin to unbutton his shirt. “Spread your legs wide for me,” he ordered, and a flicker of memory flashed through my mind—Guinevere’s words echoing in my ears. I should just do whatever he says, he has tons of experience in this field. Also part of me was desperate to surrender to his desires. I obediently spread my legs, exposing my pus*y fully to him. Eren took off his shirt, revealing the sexiest body I had ever laid my eyes on. It was perfect with well sculpted abs and claw scars running around his chest. The claw scars seemed deep, how did he get them? It must have been life threatening.

“What if she’s dead?!” * Eirene sat in the chair with perfect posture. She forced herself to stay composed, even though tension had now spread throughout her body. Yoren stared intensely at her from across the room, arms crossed over his chest. His cold aura filled the room, making her swallow repeatedly just to speak. “I never imagined...” Eirene said softly, trying to remain calm. “...that my blood would be valuable enough for an alpha to want it.” Yoren frowned faintly. His sea-blue eyes sharpened as if he wanted to drown her. He wondered. Does she not know who she is? Why does she underestimate her own lineage?