Mass Effect Reaction Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"He got to you because of me. I should have been there. I should have done things so differently, and if I could go back and change that, I would undo everything. I would burn hell to undo everything, Rory." She ran her fingers through my unruly hair. "I know you would," she whispered. "I love you. I just wish I could forgive you. I'm getting there. I promise." The air between us felt soft and tender. I leaned into the motion of her fingers, sighing as she murmured sweet words. My phone buzzed with a message. Max: Enemy at the gates. We're at war. Damn. That's when we heard the voices. "Are you smelling that?"

“We aren’t connected anymore.” Something about the flippant tone of her voice sets off my anger. I stand, my voice sharp in the silent room. “We are connected. Maybe now more than ever.” Amora stops by the bathroom door, her fingers wrapping around the doorframe as she turns back to roll her eyes at me. “Oh, yeah? How do you figure that? There’s no more mate bond. You made sure of that yourself. Now you’re just a bunch of assholes whose drama I keep getting caught up in.”

“And Dean?” “He was composed. Respectful. But his eyes said everything. He hated seeing Reid here. Hated what it meant.” Mia nodded slowly. “Well. You’re officially living in a fanfiction trope.” I groaned. “Don’t say that.” “Okay, okay, serious Mia is back,” she said, sitting upright. “How do you feel, Fals? Really?” The question cracked something in me.

Can’t have that. So I let them think we’re winning. I use a glamour to make the sounds of battle—the shouts and pain—seem like it’s coming from the wolves, not us. Let the demons believe they’ve got the upper hand. They can see you through the trees, Josefina pings me, and Alex says you look hot in that armor. He sent me a mental pic. We may need some post-battle roleplay. Anything you want, my love, I reply with a smirk. Gods, I live for this woman.

If he was going to kill me anyway, then he deserved to be frustrated, his efforts all in vain. And so what if he'd sent his most trusted beta to get me? And so what if they'd centuries or however long it was? He got to wreck my life and gain immorality? Fuck that. I blinked multiple times, trying to get the change to stop. I wasn't going to show his other puppet something that'd confirm their suspicions. His breath hit my face as he drew my hand down from my eyes, pushing my face up. I opened my eyes and allowed my gaze to meet his.

He became my everything—and in doing so, I betrayed you, my own sister. I heard faint voices from the corridor. One was Elijah’s. He sounded angry, arguing with someone. I stepped outside and saw Mason, bloodied and defiant, standing before Elijah, who burned with fury. I didn’t know what Mason had said to provoke him, but it was enough to push Elijah to the brink. I could see his body shifting, his wolf threatening to emerge. Without hesitation, I ran to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. My touch was enough to calm him.

Ara. "Alpha, she is awake." She informed me. I knew very well to whom she was referring to. It's been 2 weeks since the incident happened. My wolf, Neo, had shut himself down the moment I rejected her. But I knew he'll get used to this new life. I nodded and closed the door. "2 weeks she had to rest. weak" I heard Alexia spat out her hatred for Thalia. I went in for a shower. I had gotten tired of her (Thalia's) rambling long back. She talked way too much, she was so reckless and dragged me everywhere she went.

My mind was going through a vicious cycle of questions that had no answers. "Kia…" Mom said softly. "Let’s take him inside." Rafael said, gently. I didn’t want to move away. Mom pulled me back and Rafael lifted his brother. I could barely stand, my energy was completely depleted. I reached out to Alejandro, don’t leave me… please… My vision spun and I felt myself fall forward before darkness welcomed me… ----- TWO DAYS LATER… The devastating aftermath of a battle was never one of happiness… We had won, yet I felt nothing but remorse for our losses.

the woman in an angry tone but did not raise her voice. Ara was then quickly felt so alarmed. "O-Oh no ma'am, please, my parents will be very angry with me. Another thing, am I not the real victim here? This man has humiliated me!” at the last words she said Ara was unable to hide her anger for Daniel. "Maniac!" she added then sharply stared at the man actually who did not smile and yet, still had in his beautiful eyes the intense amusement for her.

**[Seraphine's POV]** Yet, within the depths of my suffering, a blaze of determination ignited. I clung to the love I held for Cassian, using it as a beacon amidst the darkness. With every ounce of my being, I summoned the power of time, envisioning it as an impenetrable shield against the onslaught. The battle in my mind unfolded like a cataclysmic clash of titans. /Boom!/ The impact of our psychic struggle echoed in the very core of my existence. I fought back fiercely, my mental defenses fortified by the unbreakable bond I shared with Cassian.