روايات وقصص ضمن Kanan And Hera Fanfiction

"I hate it. Can you imagine me as a painting?" Kane exhaled slowly, gaze sweeping over her face, her lips, her ridiculous drunken seriousness. "...Yes." Mona blinked. "Yes?" His voice was deep, unwavering. "I can imagine you as a painting." Her heart did something stupid. "Stop that." Kane smirked. "Stop what?" "That thing you're doing," she accused, waving her hand. "You're making my heart beat too fast. I feel like I could faint." He leaned back, completely at ease. "Well, princess," he mused, "my heart beats fast too."

Then Kai appeared. He walked toward me in the ceremonial dark green that marked him as Alpha, and for a moment — just a moment — I let myself believe this was real. That two years of waiting had finally led here. Gemma pressed close to the surface of my mind, quiet and hopeful in a way she rarely let herself be. “Eliana Hart,” Kai said, his voice carrying over the clearing. He reached for my hand, and I gave it to him. His fingers closed around mine, warm and steady. “Tonight, before this pack, I claim you as my Luna.”

Hera looked me in the eye and ran her hand down my chest and straight to my cock. She knew just how to pleasure me. I had trained her in such ways. To always be silent and obey my wishes. I was sex-starved needed release and she looked just like Juss. For a moment I could pretend it was her but my conscience was against it. I closed my eyes as my heart battled with my body. "I love your body Eggust." Hera purred again and it was like a bucket of cold water was thrown over my head. She wasn't Juss and she could never be.

She just stared ahead, a muscle working on her jaw. “You see nothing. You merely—” Hera sniggered. She tugged her arms away from her. She gave her the most contemptuous stare she could muster before walking once again. The little Janna uttered a small, squeaky, “Help!” but Hera merely glanced at her, coldness apparent to the surface of her purple orbs. Without another word, she went inside the elevator, feeling the day should have been finished sooner.

Kalias could feel the energy coursing through his body, his skin tingling with anticipation. The scene before them began to change, the trees fading into mist as a new image took shape—a throne room, grand and opulent, with marble floors and tapestries that depicted ancient battles. In the center of the room stood a younger version of Kalias, his hair still black, his eyes full of life. And beside him was a woman. Beautiful, with long blonde hair and a smile that could have lit the darkest of nights. Hera. Kalias’s chest tightened as he watched the memory unfold. He had been so in love with her once, so blind to the danger she posed. The bond between them had been strong, or so he had though

How is she making me feel like this? "Alanna Rivers from the human realm, do you take and accept our king, Zeron from the G'yak clan as your other half, husband, lord and king?" Hera asks and Alanna smiles, her gaze unwavering. "Yes, I do" she proclaims and my heart jumps in my chest.

"The forbidden nature of our love runs deep, Hera. It's not just about convincing our packs; it's about challenging centuries of tradition. But I won't let anything come between us. Our love is worth every obstacle we face." Hera smiled, her eyes filled with a mixture of love and gratitude. "I believe in us, Davien. We're rewriting the story, challenging the norms. Love has a way of breaking down walls, and we're proving that every day." As we stood under the moonlit sky, I felt a surge of gratitude for the woman by my side. Hera was not just my love; she was my partner in a journey that defied the odds. Together, we faced the challenges, knowing that the forbidden nature of our love was not

The longer Hera lives, the shorter Cassandra's life would be. Cassandra can inhabit anyone, but she has to prepare for that body before inhibition. The preparation will take around two years. But Hera is a white Lycan. She is pure and she doesn't need to be prepared like others. Cassandra can inhibit her body the moment Hera is killed. 'If this wedding gets delayed or she changes her mind about marrying Leo, I can still blackmail her and force her to open that portal using Leo. Hera cares for Leo as much as she cares for Logan. So she doesn't need to get married to Leo' she thought as a slow smirk graced her lips.

She glanced at Lance's seat a moment ago. "Sorry Lance" Hera said sadly. She saw a piece of paper and read it. "Hera, I love you. I know it's forbidden. I know what I feel for you is wrong in so many ways but I can't help it. My heart is naughty, it keeps on beating for you. My heart keeps on shouting your name. Loving you is the best thing that I've ever done in my whole life. If loving you is a sin I would rather be a sinner. I will wait for you tonight no matter how long. I hope you show up to me because I miss you so damn much." Hera read while crying.

“Look at you, all cozy while gossiping about your little escapade with a stranger.” Gitana struggled to keep her cool at the sight of the two laughing women. They seemed completely carefree. Meanwhile, Keia’s mind was racing with excitement, and the thrill of love was sparked by Hera’s romantic moment. Gitana felt a wave of nausea as she picked up on Keia’s thoughts. Hera glanced up; their eyes met, and she was trying to peer into Gitana’s mind without realizing it. Gitana, however, was fully aware of what was happening and shot Hera a fierce look.