Mercy X Genji Fanfic の小説・ストーリー

He gets angry easily, but his anger was because she still wasn't accepting the fact that she doesn't belong to the world she's putting herself in. She saw him frowned immediately she utters statement like, 'I don't deserve this' I'm just a nobody. He hated it when she was like that and Mel was starting to feel extremely comfortable with him. They had opened up to each other about a few things that night. Mel had revealed to him that she wanted to be strong and not just take her son back, but be able to live freely without fear. If possible, she wants her enemies to fear her. She mustered this courage when he told her he wants to be hers and her son's protector and when she asked if he really

There was no turning back when the bow was opened, so there was no reason for the erect c*ck to retreat. The thick genitals were as aggressive as others, grinding the opening of the hole, squeezing a circle of soft flesh, and were poking inside bit by bit. Pain... Zenna couldn't control the trembling of her body and there was a faint sob in her throat. "Be patient, I'll be gentle", Daniel kissed her lips and stroking the soft plumpness with his palms, trying to relax her body. "Hmm...", Zenna's eyes were so painful that there was a layer of water, but she still tried to control herself. However she failed.

My hands shook as I touched the metal. Suddenly a hand hit the locker next to my head. I jumped, turned around and found Rose standing there. Her eyes looked different; they were cloudy frantic. She was holding a dagger so tight her knuckles were raw. "You think you’re special Mercy?" she said, her voice shaking. "You’re a sacrifice waiting to happen. He isn't saving you. He’s getting you ready." Before I could scream the lights in the locker room went out. It was dark. I felt a pain, on my throat the prick of a blade. A voice, deep and old spoke in my ear

One grabbed his arm, another drove a boot into his knee, and the third—a hulking figure with a jagged scar splitting his brow—lunged at his throat with iron claws. Xander fought with everything he had, his body shifting as he tried to break free, teeth bared, each move a desperate attempt to survive. For a moment, he thought he might gain the upper hand—a sharp snap, the satisfying crack of bone—but there were too many, and the ravine offered no escape. Pain exploded in his side as a blade slid beneath his ribs. The world grayed, and the scent of his blood filled the air. He fell, half-shifted, his claws scraping against the rocky shale as the mercenaries dragged him to the ravine’s edge.

Not physically— Mentally. Arguments turning into screams. Identities colliding. Some fell to their knees. Some laughed. Some cried. Some simply stood still. Ethan stepped back slightly. “This is insane…” Daniel looked horrified. “She’s fighting herself…” Rachel shook her head. “It’s worse than that.” Genesis Zero finally spoke. “It’s a system correction.” Mercer’s voice was low. “No…” Replacement turned to him. “You lost control.” Mercer’s eyes darkened. “She is not ready.”

In the next instant, all the masters from Flying Eagles rushed forward and launched an assault on Alex and the rest. Alex was struggling at this moment. To protect Geronimo Melvis while fending off so many attacks, even with his unusual cultivation path that could kill a Nascent Soul in seconds, he was still handicapped right now. It was fortunate that Jade moved and blocked off most of the attacks launched at him. Jade had already said she would kill anyone who made a move against Alex. However, she had also been Flying Eagles’ commander for thirty years and had a deep affection for them. So, she didn’t really want to hurt any of the members of Flying Eagles.

“And I must say again that you were good out there. Simply amazing. So, see you tomorrow?” “Yes, see you,” Genie raised her hand she walked away. Walking outside, Genie let the anger she had been holding on to wash over her. How dare he? She had not expected him to be discreet but how could he?! He knew how much she did not want to be seen as someone who could easily be bought. She had refused him over over again and he still told Max that all he did was borrow her? It solidified the fact that she had been right. He did not care one ounce about her. All he cared about was how he could get what he wanted, no matter how.

Then he stopped himself, because he knew exactly what it would cost him to push any further, and he didn’t like the answer. A quiet exhale left his nose as his pride held on for one last second, then finally cracked under the pressure. “Sorry,” he spat, no trace of regret in it. [Keep pushing me, Scars. See what happens. Just one word from me and Xavia is gone for good. Let’s see you play king when you are completely broken.] Xavia? Who the hell was that? Mercer had never mentioned that name before, and there was nothing about her in the file I’d read on Scars. But one thing was clear. She meant something to him.

My attention was diverted by a message from my father that appeared on my phone. Alpha: Don't return without achieving something. I grunted in frustration, gripping my hair with my hands and letting out a pained cry. I couldn't believe how terribly the night had unfolded. It felt like I had lost my entire world. My own pack wouldn't accept me if I didn't comply with my father's demands, and Gen perceived me as the monster who had taken her virginity. As I closed my eyes, tears threatening to escape, memories resurfaced of a time when she had been beside me, offering solace as I cried in her lap. How could I have inflicted such harm on someone so kind?

And still, something inside me ignited. I sobbed. “Stop! Jeremiah!” He didn’t listen. And something inside me burned hotter than pain, far more superior than my sane thoughts. “You don’t deserve my mercy or my fucking cock. You only deserve to be punished and taught a lesson.” ____ A. Gupta