Mass Effect Fanfiction Self Insert Novels & Stories

“And I definitely don’t need your permission to exist. I’m leaving this place. This whole damn street. You can keep your toxic morality and your fake virtue.” She turned and walked out. And I followed her because I always would. “We’re leaving and going back to New York. Living here has made me forget who I truly am. You couldn’t have come at a better time,” she said. “Anything you want, Yasmin.” “Call me Bianca. I’m done hiding,” she said. That’s what I’m talking about. **** NOTE: For the first time I’m entering an antagonist POV to give a deeper outlook on the plot.

Ray. Today started with waking up in the embrace of the most beautiful, most affectionate soul I’ve ever met and feeling like I got my fucking ink all over him. I felt like I was tarnishing him, digging him deeper into the black fucked-up hole of my existence until he’d also be submerged in it. Until he’d have no way out, like me. That’s why I didn’t want him to see me. I didn’t want anyone to see me. Because the moment they get past the perfect image to look inside, they’ll find a grimy, spineless piece of fucking shit whose worst enemy is his own mind.

“What? How is that even possible? The betrayal runs deep then. These people were supposed to be Alpha and Luna.” My eyes began to droop from sleep. I guess this might be some kind of sleeping drug. “You will have a lot to say when you're awake.” I heard her words before everything went blank. I looked around me and everything disappeared. I was back to the familiar pack and this time I saw myself looking slightly older than when I had last seen myself. I was in front of a cottage and my younger self was tending to flowers in the garden. I heard footsteps from inside the house and my mate walked outside with a pregnant belly.

Stars explode behind my eyes; my cock leaks steadily, hips thrusting into his hand. “You’re acting like a virgin bottom,” he says, pulling back to watch my face. “What happened to you?” “Does it matter?” I gasp, grinding down on his fingers, chasing that electric buzz. My internal conflict rages, I’m a woman in a man’s body, living my BL dream, but as the uke? Fangirl me is thrilled, but this isn’t canon!

Become what you were always meant to be. I shook my head violently, trying to resist, trying to reach for the remnants of myself, for the girl who had fought for love, for loyalty, for a world worth saving. But the blood moonlight seared my vision, my body, my mind. The Abyss pulsed faster, louder, until it felt like every cell in my body was being rewritten, remade in its image. “Kiran… Lucien…” I murmured, voice trembling. “I… I don’t know if I can…”

“Yeah. He talks to me nowadays, by the way “ He gives me a look as if I’ve gone out of my mind, then reaches for the whiskey and pours another one. “What the fuck are you saying, Stefan?” “I’m saying that I have an intruder in my own body, and I want to silence him.” “How did that even…” “My mother. She had a couple of miscarriages and sought the help of the world beyond to ensure I lived. She got herself a deal. And I got myself an asshole in my head.” “That’s fucked up.” “You think? As if taking over my wolf is not enough, he has been trying to get all in my business while I’m in this form too.”

Anger at myself for being so naive, anger at her for betraying my faith in her, and anger at the situation that had spiraled out of control. I paused in front of the window, now staring out into the night sky. My emotions were a tangled mess; streams of anger, betrayal, and self-loathing that welled up in me. I could no longer deny the bitter truth. I had been a fool once, entrapped by the innocent allure of a little girl many years ago. Today, that same girl was about to get into my head again. And I was stupidly falling into her trap. Even going as far as letting myself develop an alter ego, the disguise of the cloaked Lycan just so I cpukd have her.

MACE The weight of it crushed me. I fell to my knees in the illusionary room. The self-loathing was thicker than the tar had been. They were right. I was a monster. Everything I touched turned to ash. I deserved to be here. Jaynayah deserved better than me. Maybe... maybe she was better off with them. At least they wanted her power. I just wanted... what did I want? To own her? To fix my own broken ego with her submission?

My throat ached. My hands shook. “Lucien… if she’s inside me, then she knows where Kael is.” He nodded once. “And that means she’ll use him to reach you again.” “I won’t let her.” “You may not have a choice.” I turned away, looking at my image in the dark glass beside us. My eyes looked different, brighter, almost shiny. I didn’t recognize myself anymore. “Kael did this for me,” I mumbled. “Then I’ll finish what he started. I’ll break whatever tie she has on him.”

If the Blood Code reached full sync, it would overwrite the entire network — and her mind with it. I accessed the central console, typing commands at blinding speed. PURGE SEQUENCE INITIATED. TARGET: BLOOD CODE. CONTAINMENT REQUIRED: HOST ACCESS. The system demanded her confirmation. I slammed my fist against the panel. “Come on, amore. Say yes.” AMARA The code flooded my veins — electricity singing under my skin. I could hear Mateo whispering, his voice tangled with mine. You can’t erase me. We are one now. “Then you’ll drown with me,” I said through clenched teeth.