Mass Effect Self Insert Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I feel it physically, my jaw splitting with the force of it, somewhere far from here, I hear beeping from monitors. I'm fourteen, and he's twelve making promises our older selves might regret, but it doesn't matter he's mine, and I'm his till the moon falls from the sky. “It has to be now, Kie,” his breath frost between us, “ Before they come, make us forget.”grabbing his hands between mine, I blow air from my mouth into them. I just presented as an Alpha 3 months ago, when I saw him and knew he was mine since he hasn't presented.

Just as she walked there, she came back few seconds after. “I need to go mate. Urgent issue right here. Bane had lost his self-control and my help is needed,” she mumbled and kissed me briefly on her mouth. I, already at the bridge of ecstasy, watched as she went. I inserted two sleek fingers into me and rubbed, thinking of my mate's body. What a total opposite of a perfect day! ------------------------------------------------ A/n Hey, guys!! How do you do? If you liked this chapter, I don’t mind a review. Thank you!!

I felt a surge of energy so powerful it threw Rowan and the Glitch to the floor. **[CRITICAL ERROR: NARRATIVE PARADOX]** **[SUBJECT: KAIMA IS ATTEMPTING TO DELETE THE MAIN CHARACTER]** **[SYSTEM CANNOT PROCEED WITHOUT MAIN CHARACTER DATA]** "I'm not the main character anymore!" I shouted at the void. "I'm the **Author**! And I'm ending this chapter!" I twisted the key inside my own heart. The marble platform shattered. The white light of the Cleaner didn't swallow us; it **shattered** against the golden light pouring out of my chest.

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—

“Every step, it’ll press right against that spot you love. Every shift, you'll feel precum roll down your thighs and you still won’t touch yourself.” I whimpered. “Father, please… I’ll leak everywhere. I’ll be a mess.” “Exactly.” He pressed the tip against my slick, stretched hole. “You wanted to be marked. This keeps you marked until morning.” He pushed it in slowly, letting me feel every inch stretch me again. “Oh fuckkkk.” I moaned long and broken, my thighs shaking. When the widest part slid in me, his name fell out my lips in a gasp. “Father Michael. Oh fuck.”

His spoken words about finding love ourselves seriously mindfucked me a bit—what the fuck is happening? "Not that I would reject my mate if I found them this week," Sleepy grins in his carefree way and spread his wings to soar down from my shoulder as we walk out of the maze. "I have a slight crush on Alyssa, but it's not more complicated than that, not yet," I shape-shift back into a human with Alyssa unconscious in my arms; Malia jumps down and reunites with her mother in the background. I can hear them celebrating and hugging each other, but my eyes are on Sleepy.

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.

His thumb brushed over my cheek, igniting sparks of affection that danced through my veins. “And I wouldn’t mind being worshiped,” I replied, my voice soft but laced with mischief. “Especially by my mate, the mighty Alpha.” He grinned wickedly, and in one swift motion, he had me pinned beneath him, his weight deliciously pressing into me. The sudden shift sent thrills coursing through my body, a surge of adrenaline that magnified the air between us. “Then worship you I shall,” Zane growled, his lips crashing against mine with an urgent hunger that left me breathless.

“Forget about the pack house. Lena needs to go home and relieve her ache.” I masturbate in my bedroom, thinking about my future with Antony and sure enough, a dick springs from where my clit was and I need to jerk it off before it will go flaccid, but I admire my bulge in the leggings I slip into and finally feel right in my body. “It happened…fantasizing about you grew it, sweetie,” I say to Antony. “Amina said our Alphas sent a team to bring your family here as soon as they stabilize your mom for the journey…look!”

He smirked and pulled my Nose between his teeth and bit on it. A sharp piercing pain ran through my body at his action. "Even if you Kill 100 more people, I would still want you with the same passion, i would still make love to you and then fuck you hard, I would still sleep beside you, with you in my arms. I would still dedicate my every breath to you". And in that moment I hated myself, before claiming his lips. Locking them together. *** Love Pia. Hope you all enjoyed the chapter.