Novel & Cerita Mew Mew Power Fanfiction

I saved the document, slammed the laptop shut, and threw myself onto my bed with a groan that probably woke the tap-dancing guy upstairs. “Why can’t real life have werewolves?” I whispered to the ceiling fan. “Just one. One decent alpha who doesn’t ghost after he finds out you like pineapple on pizza.” My phone buzzed. Mia. Mia: Trivia tomorrow? u in? Me: working late. maybe next time Mia: ur always working late or “writing ur spicy wolf books” live a little!! Me: My wolves are living enough for both of us. She sent back three eye-rolls and a string of hearts. Mia’s the only one who knows I write. She calls it my “sexy fursona hobby.” I call it cheaper than therapy.

Or maybe it was because, this close, I could see the golden flecks in his green eyes. Or maybe it was his lips. They looked particularly soft and there was a little sheen of sweat on the bow that drove me crazy. I wanted to lick it off. It could have been any of those things. Either way, what I did next was particularly embarrassing. I moaned.

Neither the chilled watermelon nor the cold air conditioning could cool the heat in my body. Damn it. I suddenly hated my photographic memory. Those two pages I saw in Kane’s room kept replaying in my head. It was a fanfiction. The female lead was me. The male lead was Wane. It was normal for fans to ship me and Wane. But who told me CP fans these days were so bold? The fanfiction’s plot was this: Because I complained about a werewolf couple fooling around in public, they cursed me—I would have to spend eighteen rounds in bed with my Fate Mate to maintain my human form. Otherwise, I would turn into a pig.

I’m Mellow Fanning Lupin, the second daughter of Country Zee’s president. But fairy tales are mere delusions. They’re colorful... even blinding. Until the sheaths come off and worms writhe in the distaste of a painful reality. Zeath Lupin and I have been married for two years. We are the perfect model couple. Always trending for the right reasons. I thought we were in love. But maybe not. The pretense only had a quick run under a storm we couldn’t catch its prints—I couldn’t catch its prints. Now that I’m caught up with it, I’m stepping into its deep footprints. Squelchy ones that trap my legs in the mud like a sinkhole.

Alicia POV Staring at the woman reflected in the mirror, I smile to myself. If things go according to my plan, I'll have Damian where I want him and that bitch Mia, she can go to hell for all I care. When I started going out with Damian, I didn't know that I'd end up falling in Love with him. The aim was get close to his family, ànd get access to Mia. We knew of her powers way before she even turned eighteen. Our dark magic did us the favor.

It then speaks to her in some ancient language. "I AM BACK MY LOVE.MY LOVE AKKUSA". The mummy then puts his hand on her face and leans forward to kiss her. But she regains herself and push him off. She then takes time to let her mind to be processed and comes back in reality. "Whoa whoa man .I am not your LOVE and i don't even know WHO YOU are rather than THE MUMMY TITTLE. So please let me go and i promise I will make it a blind eye.please?"

Mia's POV "There is nothing wrong with what you are doing," Lila said, pacing back and forth across the small room like she was the one with a decision to make. "You just have to sleep with someone you do not know to save your mother. One night, Mia. That is all." She added. I sat on the edge of my bed, watching her pace, and said nothing because honestly, what was there to say? She made it sound so simple, like picking up an extra shift at the restaurant or selling an old textbook.

Fiction ( Julie & Remliel ) ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ S Y N O P S I S Ever wonder what happened to Autumn's friend Mey and Ty's friend Hunter? Here's their (love) story. Since the very first time Hunter Jones laid his eyes on a petite Asian girl, Mey Wang, he couldn't take his eyes off her. The resident bad boy is willing to duck his nose deep in Harry Potter books and learn every spell known just to get closer to the Potter-head girl.

Stars danced in my vision. I gasped, clawed. “LEAVE ME!” I choked. And then—chaos. Guards stormed in. Torches flared. Shouts filled the dungeon. They tore him from me, chained him again. But his eyes? They never left mine. And his words— “I will ruin you… in ways you’ve never imagined.” They sank into my bones. I stumbled out, chest heaving. But my lips curled. Because now… I had woken him. And Xavier Rheon Valerian was mine to burn.

MEGAN’S POV Six years later, I was no longer the love-stricken and timid Megan—not anymore. I became the most powerful and admired lady all over New York City. The faceless Moon Heiress every pack wanted to join forces with—well respected and successful. I’ve not only become powerful, I was fearless. Ready to take over my rightful position as the Alpha Queen of my Moon Royal Pack and the Moon Heiress of the werewolf packs, I came back to New York City to dominate and not be controlled.