Mirajane X Laxus Novels & Stories

“Looks like we’ll all be going together then. Because Janus would take control and rip his head off if you went with him and Xavier by yourself. What’s your wolf’s name, by the way? Janus was trying to connect with her, but the drugs you were on hindered us from doing so.” “Her name is Larissa.” She huffs a breath and crosses her arms in front of her. “Now that I have Larissa, I can’t guarantee we won’t wind up having sex Zane. You know how hot I am for you and how I feel about you. She’s already talking about taking a bite out of you. She’s quite taken with you and she hasn’t even come face to face with Janus, yes. You’ll need to earn the right to become my boyfriend, alright. You can’t swi

Miranda squinted at me in annoyance to my possessiveness. "We don't have a phone, but I can help with the bus. I am a mechanic," Lazarus added. "Great," Miranda clapped. "Let me go grab my tools," he said. "Do you want to come with me?" He asked Miranda. "No. She's fine right here,” I growled. She shoved me off. "You don't have to speak for me, you're not my dad." Lazarus stretched his hand out for her to take it. Miranda placed her palm in his and walked off with him.

Lucas Miatta’s words washed over me, weakening me totally. She was a virgin and I had accused of taking of a lover. My foolishness made me unworthy to stand before her perfect imperfections. Even I could not boast of being a virgin because lycans were very sexual peaked creatures. Virgins were rare to find in a world of pleasures like ours and yet my mate stood before me, with her virginity intact, the highest honour she could give me. I had acted irrationally, my jealousy had burned hot but now, I was left with the ashes of my mistakes.

I couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol, or the residual feelings of lust. But still, there was a prickling in my mind that maybe, just maybe, it was more than lust. I pulled my phone out, searching out the name of the one person I could call. The phone rang, and I started praying she would actually pick up. “Make it quick,” a familiar voice crackled over the line. “Blair!” I nearly shrieked. There was a pause on the other end of the line. “Maise? What’s wrong?” I took a deep breath, trying to organize my thoughts before I spoke. “Do you have any idea what it would be like if a werewolf met their mate, but it was a lycan?”

So she has only some hours left to flee. Omega Klaus woke up to a violent knocking on his door. He opened the door, rubbing his sleepy eyes, “Aikiz? Is that you? What do you want at this late hour?” “There’s a catastrophe, Klaus!” “Wait, what?! Get in!” Aikiz sat on his bed crying and shaking. He knelt in front of her, worried. “What’s wrong, Aikiz?” “The moon has just chosen me to be Luna.” “What?!” “And Brother Ruth tried to rape me…”

So I decided to direct all my anger at the culprit, not the victims of her evil acts. “You can leave, but expect your punishment tomorrow at the training ground.” I dismissed him and turned back to Mira. After Cole left, I fixed my eyes on Mira for like fifteen minutes before speaking up. “What do you have to say about the rogue that crossed the borders?” I asked her. Her hands trembled as she signed, "W... wh... at..." "Stop your stuttering, you liar!" I growled, causing her to jump slightly. She looked at me with unshed tears in her eyes, the fear evident on her face. "You don't even know who I'm asking about, right?"

“Are you seriously wishing that Heiji did something carnal with me?” “Well---" “Glad he didn’t.” My back straightened and I saw how Mira’s face turned into her b*tch mode when I heard that voice. I didn’t bother to look back because I know well who it was. “Funny how well educated you are, but you sure love – not just to eavesdrop, but also to cut in on someone else’s conversation.” Mirajane crossed her arms in front of her chest. I pivoted to face him. I was curious how he took that attack from her.

“I knew you were pretending.” Lana nodded, folding her hands under her breasts. “Okay? Do you need a gold medal or something?” Her voice dripped with mockery. Lana’s calm demeanor fueled Mira's anger. “You need to leave, Lana. You're nothing but a hooker. You do not deserve Kieran,” she said through clenched teeth. Lana rolled her eyes, stood up, and walked to her, closing the gap between them. Their eyes locked like lions about to engage in a territorial battle.

I smirked, my tongue laced with sarcasm. Lazarus let out a boisterous laugh, his hand curling around my waist and tugging me closer until I’m plastered against his chest, his skin searing to the touch that I felt it burning through my clothes. He captured my jaw, our eyes locked in a trance was saturated in volatile corruption “Ma Cherie, you never seize to amaze me.” Utterly hypnotized by the obsidian crystals that sparkled nefariously, drenching my soul in his darkness. For now, I’ve evaded his wraith, but something tells me that I won’t be so lucky the next time.

Liam crossed his arms over his chest, eyes locked onto mine with quiet calculation. “I keep telling you,” he said softly, “she’s the same as Mira. You see it too, don’t you? The same eyes, the same aura.” My jaw clenched so hard it hurt. Mira. The name slammed into my chest like an axe blade. My wolf howled inside me, grief and rage curling together into something feral and dark. “Don’t,” I said, voice low and vibrating with suppressed violence. “Don’t say her name right now.”