Mass Effect Fanfiction Self Insert Novels & Stories

Suddenly a picture of Petris came in to my mind as my lips curled up into a smile that is when i slapped myself hard across the face. What the Fuck am i doing? She isn't my mate. But why do i feel a pull towards. her as if i know her. But if we were mates than wouldn't i have known? A part of me wishes.....well actually every part of me wishes for her to be my mate but she isn't and i need to get that shit inside my head. Shrugging of all the thoughts i closed my eyes and went to sleep. End Of POV .................. *The next night*

"Madison and I have always been open. You're the one who's always scheming and playing dirty." "Ed—" Edward stiffened suddenly. That had been Younger Me speaking. I pressed on as if I'd lost all strength, saying, "I don't want to stay trapped in the past anymore. I don't want to stay trapped here." I didn't want to keep waking up every night from nightmares filled with a baby's cries. I definitely didn't want to keep living like some kind of criminal, prone to the curses and humiliation of anyone. I had been telling the truth when I said I really had gone back to my own room. But why had no one believed me?

I don't know…maybe I just wanted it to be real. It wasn't hard to know that the the main character was obviously a self insert on Leon's part. I wasn't disgusted or disappointed in him. Quite the opposite actuallly. I was captivated. He had a whole, depraved internal life, a landscape of desire that had nothing to do with the perfect Pastor’s son everyone else saw. And I was like that too. “I thought you'd be at school,” I finally said, my voice smooth, masking the storm in my head.

Boundaries. Constraints. Trying to define her. “…Primary node unstable.” “…Reinforcement required.” The pressure hit her instantly. Not on her body. On her identity. Like something was trying to rewrite her— from the inside. “…You’re not me,” the voice continued. Mara’s eyes narrowed slightly. “…No,” she said quietly. “…But you came from me.” Silence. Because that— was true. The system didn’t exist before her. It grew through her.

Damien raised his hands slowly, eyes on the flickering screens. “You know,” he said, lips curving into a grin, “you’ve got the wrong person.” The man frowned. “What?” Damien’s grin widened. “She’s the dangerous one.” Records Chamber – Moments Later Margot’s voice warbled through static as Ava’s virus consumed the system. “You’re erasing decades of power. Do you even understand what you’re doing?” Serena blinked back tears. “I’m giving us back our future.” She pressed the final command.

Alpha Axel; A low growl escaped my lips as I stepped out the door Stomping my feet angrily, I made my way to my office, where I was immediately met by my Beta, Jeffery. "What's wrong?" He asked as he stood up quickly from a chair, eyeing me warily. My hands swung forward, and I sent the table tumbling over, the files flying all over the place. "Fuck!!" I tugged at my hair, "She doesn't recognize me, Jeff. She doesn't feel the mate bond."

Noah was stronger than me, so halfway through the fight, I was already bleeding and barely breathing. But at the last minute, with a dagger to my throat, he smiled one last time— and stabbed himself instead. He was only fifteen. That was my breaking point. After that, I became brutal. Almost heartless. So meeting Amaya, whose light was the complete opposite of everything I had become, felt like some kind of sick joke. A punishment. A reminder that I wasn’t worthy. Even when her father reluctantly gave her permission to date me… Even when I could openly hold her in my arms, whisper in her ear, kiss her without restraint—

All my sense returned back to me as I inwardly cursed myself for mistaking his love for Petal. I feel like a sponge being mangled of its liquid as my few tears quickly turn to steady streams. I use the pillow to quickly wipe them away. And before they can return, I roll over and moved away from him. Despite his displeased groan, I wrapped the quilt around me. He looked at me,"Why are you leaving?" I wiped the trace of tears off my face while I replied," You mistook me for someone else. I'm not Petal.. I'm Maze," Agony bubbled up in me, while unintentionally my voice broke.

"You’re hiding behind the 'Architect' because the 'Man' is too afraid to fight for a tomorrow he can’t control." I knew I couldn't beat him with logic. He was the one who built the system; he knew every backdoor and every firewall. But the Soul-Lock had given me something he hadn't accounted for: I didn't just have his memories; I had his shame. I closed my eyes and dived into the link. It was like stepping into a hurricane of black glass. I ignored the sirens and the red flashing warnings of the Stasis Protocol. I went deeper, searching for the core of his obsession—the moment he decided that my autonomy was less important than my heartbeat.

And the second Maya’s name lit up his phone, the spell shattered like cheap glass. I can still feel his fingers inside me, the way he curled them, the way he owned every sound I made. And I hate myself for how much I wanted it. I hate that even now, standing here alone in this metal box, my clit throbs at the memory. “Stupid,” I mutter under my breath. “So incredibly stupid.” The doors slide open on the lobby level. I force my legs to move, heels clicking across marble like I’m someone who has her shit together. I’m not. I’m a mess. A wet, furious, self-loathing mess.