Ladynoir Fanfic の小説・ストーリー

Anisia frowned. Turning around, Nevan took his human out of the cupboard and placed her down the ground. “Now happy?” The Lycan Prince uttered to his mate, who sent him a glare before turning her gaze towards Mindy and Nero, who were still peering at them. “Mindy, see you finally got the father of your future babies,” Anisia spoke out, widening Mindy's eyes whereas her cheeks flushed red when she saw Nero looking at her with a small smirk on his face.

I don't know how many times Adrian chanted these words, but they kept on coming each minute as he knelt by the bed side and looked down at his beautiful daughter. The prince of Cosmos hungrily latched on my right nipple and sucked noisily. I was too engrossed in his beauty, I hardly heard any word Ferris said until she repeated them again. "Names, my Lord? Have you thought of names?" Her voice was higher this time. I looked at Adrian and nodded. "He's Dylan." Name of a strong and loyal Lycan. Adrian spoke softly. " She's Ferris."

She rolled her eyes and answered the call. “What made you call me, demi boy,” she said, arrogantly. “Stop calling me that and where are you?” said Daniel, annoyed. “Why? Are you feeling horny demi bemi,” she said. He rolled his eyes from the other side because he knew it was not possible to get a positive answer from her. “Listen Daciana, it is very important. I need your help,” he said. “Son of Narricissus, who shares his traits is pleading with me,” she was playing with his ego, something she enjoys.

I mouthed. While we were on the way, I kept thinking about what would happen when I got there. I know some of them will recognise me. Especially him. Our scent will be the same since we did not break the bond before. After I got exiled, I’m still collecting news about them. From the past to the latest events of their lives. Collect every piece of information about your enemy. Four years ago, I heard he got coronated as the new king of Lycans. Mother Kiara was invited to come, but she didn’t go. And two years ago, I heard he got engaged. While his father, he left the territory with his wife a year ago.

I mention, rubbing her feet hoping it will help her relax. "Ryder's right, our kingdom is safe, and I have no doubt Dagon will show up tonight, he wants Odin too badly and he wants Raven even more," Liliana adds. My stomach churns at the idea of this man wanting my friend. I know he wants to hurt her because of something her lycan did in a past life which is sickening; it's not like Raven is responsible, though I know she would have done the same as Ruby.

So this must be… “Gotcha!” he exclaims at a small figure who was hiding behind a bush. “Aaaa!” A blonde girl falls out of the bush and lands on her bum. She is startled that he caught her so easily! The girl is around six years old with shiny golden hair which is almost as bright as the sun. Her doe-like amber eyes are full of shock and she pouts at her friend. “This is not fair!” she protests. “I was supposed to scare you!” “You cannot beat a Lycan Prince!” Alexei boasts. The girl only glares at him, feeling irritated. She tries to scare him everyday but he always catches her.

FELYNDRA Nyxora already knew about me, and I wondered what would happen next. Perhaps I should have listened to Nightbane and not attended the party, but somehow, someway, my defiance brings me joy. I was no longer the woman hidden from the other woman. Yes, I am a vessel for Nightbane’s child, but I am also his mate. I have found the better punishment for this powerful man who treats me like trash. I will leave with the child he wanted to have so much. I will go far away, where he can never find me or the child. “How long until the child comes?” I looked over my shoulder at Selene. Rita and Selene had yarn and pins in their hands. Lately, they’ve been knitting, reminding me of the time I wa

I couldn't appreciate that because Beta Robert was walking so fast that I had to catch up. "You will be a big asset to the lycan king…to us but the lycan king will talk to you personally for your role here," Mr. Cunningham. Role. I've never thought I could make use of the gossip I've heard back when I was at the packhouse. Everyone in the Eclipse Castle had their own role before they embraced the comfort inside the castle. Warriors. Slave. Courtesan. I just hope that I will be a slave or a warrior because I would kill myself if the lycan king wanted me to be one of his filles de joie.

Jaxson raised the battered photo of the giant footprint with trembling hands, his voice hoarse and crying. "Please... please look at this!" His eyes were red as he begged desperately. "A month ago, during the northern blizzard, several powerful Lycans took my mate!" "She's terrified of the cold and has no healing ability. She can't survive being tortured by rogue Lycans! If you would just order an investigation into which of your people did this... If you can just give her back to me, I'll give you everything the Stonecrest Pack has! My life, my territory, it's all yours!"

I squeeze my palm, my heart hammering against my ribs. Daniel had targeted Nyra so precisely—had he put sentinel spies on my inner circle? "I don't want to do anything," Daniel sneers, though his face pales slightly as he takes in Leonidas's towering, lethal posture. "I just want to make you writhe. I want to make sure your life in this dominion is a living, breathing torment." "You are sick!" I growl, my inner wolf baring its fangs. "I am a rejected moonborn heiress from a fallen pack. Why do you waste your energy on me?"