Maleficent Fanfiction Romane & Geschichten

he said looking away from me, as he walked back away to his car that had intercepted the road, the chauffeur wounding up the window to drive away. I missed home, the crystal moon pack took much more than my usual proud self, and the high and haughty princess of Asteria stood no Chance against Alpha Zeev. The few days at the dungeon made me hate Fenrir the more, why did she get to be in the arms of that perfect Alpha, the image of her sleeping as peacefully as I never had in his embrace further repulsed me. I drifted back to sleep and didn't wake back up until the screams of my mother who had turned frenzy, her face filled with worries.

Someone with a less poisonous personality. "Yes, we do," Catherine countered with a malicious smile. "You need to leave Arthur. You're nothing but a low-class breeder. Any one of a thousand women could do what he's paying you to do, and I won't have you near him. Not anymore. You will go now, and you will not ever darken the door of his house ever again."

the other said. “What if the alpha asks?” “We'll say she died and we buried her,” they concluded. My heart plummeted. What? They wanted to abandon me here? My fingers twitched. “We can't do that. Did you see the way he looked at her?” One asked. “He held compassion in them, and I've never seen the vicious lycan looking at any woman like that.” My stomach sank. I was mated to a vicious lycan? I stifled a gulp, feeling my stomach twist into knots.

The stench of blood was so overpowering that it made her feel nauseous. "This is the first time I know that there are lycans who don't like to drink blood," said a female servant. "Plus, she can't walk fast, and she is very weak," added another maid. "Why are you glaring at me like that? You dare?" snapped the maid. Alexa wiped the blood from her face with her hand. The maids' treatment was too much for her. Even though she had never looked for trouble with those servants. "Women don't know themselves! Don't think you are a servant of the king. You can do whatever you want. Don't dream!" said one of the maids.

Fiona immediately put herself in front of me taking a defensive pose as a white wolf came out from the woods emitting a low growl. “Fifi, NO!” I yelled jumping in front of her putting my back towards the beast. “Fiona, this is my Felix. This is where we first met, in our dream world. This is our mate.” “CeC, if he is our mate then why is he growling?”

“Every 30 seconds they move to different locations. They’ve definitely got a powerful witch. And I think I know exactly which one.” A dark look crossed her face and I could sense a tension in the air. Ah. She must have bad blood with this witch. Well, I want the witch dead, so Sybil can have her when we get my mate back and kill every one who had anything to do with the kidnapping of my mate. Sybil’s fingers hovered above the trembling map. “Just.. stop.. sliding,” she muttered, suddenly slamming her palm down over the cluster of runes like she was forcing them to stay still. The paper beneath her hand flared with light.

I tried to walk past them, but Meridith grabbed my hand pulling me back roughly and I lost my balance as the bucket of water dropped from my hand spilling its contents on the ground. It took me sheer will to hold myself together before I fall flat on the ground. "We were not done talking to you." Meridith said with utmost hatred. "Who do you even think you are?" Juliette asked. "Lucifer's favorite or what? Just because he graces your bed more often than ours does not mean he prefers you to us." Sia said with so much viciousness. I curved a smile. So this was what this was all about. Pure jealousy. Pure jealousy over what I hated. What I would love to change in the whole world if I had the op

"You're mine. I'm here. I won't let anyone take you." The voice pierced Arthemisya like a small light. Arthemisya staggered in the white dimension where we fought without any physical form. "What is he doing…?" Arthemisya muttered in frustration. I smiled weakly. "Of course. I've mastered it," I replied in my mind. Arthemisya groaned angrily. "You're crazy! Free Tiger—" "You're right, Arthemisya. It's lust that builds strength." I looked up at the ceiling, my feelings transcending the heavens. "You're just a thing of the past. I'm Tiger's life now."

It might be a delusion, similar to the one I'm experiencing at the moment. “Stop!” I nearly scream at him. “What?” he wonders. Once more, he is in my head and is unconcerned with what I previously told him. I gnash my teeth. I ended up shouting at him, "Stop gazing at me and STOP GETTING INSIDE MY HEAD," which was a poor decision. The crazed lycan glared at me while flashing his pearly white fangs. His eyes are permanently shifting between crimson and a rich oceanic blue.

She bared her fangs at Kellen who howled into the night in return. Underneath the Delta's paws was the dead body of a maid, who had her face torn off and her limbs dismembered. Daciana stared at this in horror, her fingers trembling as she slowly brought her gaze to the Delta's eyes. They were pitch black. Which meant... "She's under the influence of a dark magic spell!"