Legolas/aragorn Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The surrounding patrol members lowered their heads instinctively. Edgar clenched his jaw. "She is your fated mate. She is the Luna of our pack." "She is not!" Ryan roared suddenly. "How many times do I have to say it? She is not my fated mate! She's just a timid, jealous Omega who spends her days pulling pathetic tricks for attention!" His dark and dangerous gaze locked onto Edgar's. "Don't you seem overly concerned about her?" Fiona shuddered at just the right moment and pressed against Ryan's chest. "Ryan, how could someone die so horribly? I'm scared."

And I know in my heart that everything I have given you, I will never be able to give to others, not even to Tim. I love you. You are my dearest, and that is why even when I try to open my heart to others I ended up being unhappy and uncontented. Because I'm still looking for you. Even though it's been a long time, I still miss you. I love you, my love. Your Wife, Ara ***** Present Day... BELLA wiped away her tears again after reading the last page of Ara's diary. They did not grow up together but they are close to each other. She just didn't know that there was this kind of secret that her twin sister was hiding that would really touch her heart.

he asked, pretending to be in deep thought. "You're worse than him." Raziah spoke out again and Aragorn nodded his head in agreement. "I agree I am the worst, I'm the baddest and it's not my fault you failed to see right through me. I love you Raziah I won't deny it but we are not meant to be. I am meant for greatness." He told her and then he dipped one of his fingertips on her slit throat and licked off the blood on it. "But then again, I can't let this blood to waste." he added and his fang came out and he sank them on the same throat.

Climbing over him, I straddled his chest, looking down at him like prey that I refused to let escape. I whispered, “I hate you, but I can’t lose you even if I want to. You’re mine. I, Elisse La Rovan, am the mate of you, Alpha Dario Dravenhall." His hands gripped my hips instantly. His voice was a low, dangerous warning. “Elisse …” “What?” “Don’t play with me,” he snarled, his fingers sliding to my waist. “You can’t push me away and then crawl on top of me like this.”

During the rapid fall, that fragile embrace caught me. Though I couldn't feel it, I knew it was him. The young werewolf pressed his forehead against mine. His usually translucent face was now lit with a satisfied smile. "Carly, I love you." His voice echoed deep inside my soul. Then, his body began to dissolve. From his toes upward, he turned into shimmering particles, vanishing into the raging wind. Just before he disappeared completely, 18-year-old Ronan left me one last message. "Don't forgive him."

"Little Luna, your beta went running off to coddle his little mistress. He clearly doesn't deserve your tears. Why don't you let me keep you company instead, and help you forget?" Arabella tilted her head away, her gaze colliding with Samuel’s long, phoenix-shaped eyes, which burned with dangerous, untamed heat as one eyebrow twitched upward in a mocking, yet intensely magnetic smirk. Staring at that face—so terrifyingly similar to Richard’s, yet infinitely more powerful—a sharp pang of grief flashed through her mind as the memory of Celeste and Richard echoed in her ears. With a sudden, desperate surge of defiance, Arabella reached out, grabbing the lapels of Samuel’s silk robe and pulling

Killian turned his gaze on me, and just like that, the humor vanished from his face. "Aria is my mate," he said. "Do not touch her." I wasn’t sure who he was talking to, but I didn’t have time to wonder. Killian reached for me, his thick hand closing around my wrist, yanking me forward so hard that I stumbled just to keep up. I looked back at Lucian, searching his face, silently pleading for him to save me. “I am sorry, Albena.” Lucian mouthed with his soulful gaze on me. Something else was there too.

Not to delay, her suspicious-tinged glare fell on Duri, who was waiting for her to follow him. "Why? Do you have any other plans?" He interrogated her, awakening her from the confusion. Hanging between doubt and confusion, she forgot about the date and shook her head, "No." "Let's go then!" He dragged her to his car without waiting for her approval. Up until they reached the destination, her conflict dripped over the dragon ring. "Was that an illusion?" She asked herself in her mind. He brought her to the equestrian center. "This is the place I find peace," looking into her eyes, he revealed.

Thank you for giving me a surname when I didn't have one," I said to him, tears welling up in my eyes. I couldn't tell what he was thinking because he didn't show any emotion when he looked at me. "I, Lotus Wettin, Luna queen of Crescent Moon pack, and all 150 packs that comprise the werewolf kingdom, reject you, Arthur Wettin, as my mate and king from today onwards."I have nothing to do with you anymore, and I have no obligations to you; you are free to do whatever you want,you " I told him.I could tell he was in pain by the look on his face."You are free to get a woman who is not barren"I added the last word which made my heart ache more.

The leaves rustled like soft laughter. She lifted a hand and placed it over my heart. I did not feel skin. I felt cold. “You chose me,” she whispered. “You promised me a life. You promised me a crown. You promised me forever. And then you gave your soul to a stranger.” My jaw clenched. “She is not a stranger.” “She is a wolf.” “She is my mate.” “And I was what?” Loralai’s voice sharpened. “Practice?” It hit like a blade beneath the ribs. Quiet. Precise.