Mass Effect Fanfiction Self Insert Novelas e Histórias

It was hard to believe that was the same man who had once promised to love me forever. As I struggled to my feet, my right ankle throbbed with real pain. However, Caleb's deepening frown told me he thought I was faking it. I let out a bitter laugh. I said, "You know why I'm here. Should I read your chat history with her out loud for everyone to hear? "And Sheena, are you so desperate for a man that you must go after my husband? You're even calling him Daddy—how disgusting can you get?"

"So we’ve already lost her?" "Not lost," Simon said, turning toward him. "But suppressed. Deeply. This wasn’t hypnosis or a single implanted trigger. They installed a structural rewrite, a complete psychological repatterning with built-in redundancies and reinforcements. It’s not one suggestion on a loop, it’s a whole system. Self-sustaining. Self-correcting. And it’s made to look like her, sound like her, even move like her. But the emotional reflexes, the instincts that should be hers, they’ve been overwritten."

I turn around. I gasp. Mom and I gaze instantly collides. My gaze shockingly and unexpectedly collides her. Sister Hermonie also stands beside her. They pass me unhappy and displeased looks. I ignore them. I care less over their thoughts and views towards that guards ill treatment. Am currently a mad alpha. Am not myself. My true self is currently shackled within my heart's deepest region. I desire and crave my mate alone. I desire Hermonie. I desire her safe and healthy return.

she mocked. I flashed a crazy smirk on my face. “Yeah, there will be more blood in my hands,” I agreed to her words, making her brows furrowed slightly. I glared at her. “Blood of your kind!” With a final, powerful strike, I drive my fist into my dark side’s chest. The proxy let out a shriek, her form shattering into a thousand points of light. I watched as the fragments of my dark self swirled around me, then began to merge into my body, filling me with a warmth I have never felt before. The warmth spread through my veins, strengthening my heart, brightening my soul.

♡VIRANICA POV♡ days are passing I'm not feeling any discomfort here they're taking care of me like I'm princess moreover I'm hating myself because I'm letting another guy to touch me but why I'm not able to push him I'm becoming insane with him why I'm liking his company with me what exactly my stupid heart is thinking why he entered into my life to ruin my life like this isn't it enough of my suffering I throwed the bedsheet away and throwed every toy I broken the playstation I'm hell angry I'm angry on my self

Fragments cutting through false memories until you no longer knew which version of yourself was real anymore. “I genuinely believed Mason saved me once,” I whispered. The room went painfully still. Even now saying it aloud filled me with shame. “I believed I owed him gratitude.” My throat tightened. “That’s why I tolerated so much.” My mother made a broken sound quietly. “No…” “Yes.” My voice cracked softly. “The memories Kai implanted made me believe Mason rescued me from a brothel after I’d been abandoned.” Sebastian swore under his breath. My father looked physically ill. And Matteo looked murderous. “They made you hate yourself,” he said quietly.

i pulled out of the parking garage and thats when my story ended Abigail hit the side of my car and now i sit in the air looking at my body as I’m in a coma. Truth is I was given a choice i can come back but theres a catch it’ll be months and i have to go to other realms and save them before I can so now I’m stuck with a choice.

My awareness is a battlefield. Two hundred forty versions of myself locked in civil war over who gets to be me. And current-Mabel, the one who opened the gates, who said let them through, who thought she could handle reunion, is losing. Drowned out by variants with clearer identities, stronger convictions, less compromise wearing them down. I’m disappearing inside myself. “Mama, fight!” Dante screams. “Don’t let them erase you! You’re the one who survived everything, you’re strongest!” But I’m not the strongest.

"We broke into his private files before the guards caught us. Matthew isn't forty. He isn't our father’s brother. He’s around our age. He was admitted to the advanced combat program fifteen years ago as an infant. He lied about everything to make us think he was our uncle." "And the loop didn't kill him," Silas added, his fists clenching tightly at his sides. "The feedback radiation hit him directly. His cells destroyed themselves, and then they just... knit back together in seconds. He stood right back up and laughed in our faces. He said he was also cursed. He claimed he's completely immune to the machine." The room went entirely still. The seer didn't say a word, but her face instantly ch

MATT “Brother,” I whispered, crying out. It was hot, so freaking hot, like I was being smelted like iron. I gasped, my body writhing on the bed. I felt the shift taking hold. My body ignited with a fiery heat, like a fever coursing through my veins. I was consumed by a sudden, creeping sense of sickness. It wasn't supposed to be like this. I'd watched Jay differentiate into an alpha. This wasn't how it looked. My muscles ached, and my mind became foggy. It was as if my cells were rewriting themselves, reshaping me from the inside out.