Mulan Fanfic Novels & Stories

This one thing was always annoying the females in the pack, especially her sister. They inflict many injuries on her, especially her face but somehow when they heal, all traces disappear. If not, Selena would have looked like the ghost in horror movies. Marcus slammed his mouth on her in a brutal way. His hand was still round her neck. The mating bond is a scum. Selena couldn't resist the taste of the lips even with how rough he was raving her. She came back to her senses when she remembered that he was getting married in a few hours. She then began to struggle.

“Okay, thank you.” I realize that she is only accepting out of politeness. I think she was more upset than she showed with his attitude towards my victory, from what they said he acted like an idiot and I have no intention of giving a scumbag male a hard time, but I also know that he felt very humiliated when I won, and it is because I know this that I am not making an affair with him, I prefer to let him deal with his wounded ego alone. Although Allan chose Mushu just because it was red, like Sarah's hair, Mulan's story is something that reflects what she has been living at the moment.

“Fall in love with this human? Changed the plans we've been cultivating for years? Forsake me and do what's 'right?'" With each statement, Lillian could feel Melania's power cover her skin like little pin needles. A soft whimper could be heard behind her, and her wolf reciprocated the feeling in her head. Lillian tried reassuring her mate that everything was fine, but her mind was too occupied. She felt a hand clasp hers, giving her a little relief. Melania scoffed at the display.

Author’s POV… ***ONE MONTH LATER*** Under the radiant sun shining over the Lunar Fangs pack house fields, Alpha Cillian led his sister, through a white-petaled walkway. Megan De’ Luca, who was about to take the last name of the man she was about to marry, was dressed in a beautiful white wedding gown, holding a graceful bundle of flowers with a pretty smile on her face. She and her brother walked towards the beautifully adorned altar.

Zane’s amber eyes burn, rogue curiosity turning feral. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he mutters. They know I’m a woman in Cillian’s body, but seeing me...her...in the flesh? It’s like they’ve been hit with a lust spell. My own desire spikes, pussy already wet at their stares. This is it, my ultimate fangirl fantasy! My harem, wanting me as me! “Don’t just stare,” I tease, voice playful, shedding Cillian’s shirt to reveal my curves fully. “Come get me.” The vault’s too exposed.

She added trying to convince Mulan. “We haven’t done it for ages. Come on.” She pleaded in her best pleading voice. Mulan let out a sigh. “Fine, but you owe me. No way am I paying for us both” Mulan said, giving in. “Deal. Let’s go.” Maggie replied. Mulan walked into her living room where they changed their work outfits into something sexy. “Show some skin girl.” Maggie said as she kept disapproving every outfit Mulan chose. Mulan ignored her comments and put on a red lace bra and matching panties.

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.

While Lucas was calling his father, Kurt Lowell was also on the phone with his father. Once the call ended, Mulan Lowell, a tall man with imposing height and a domineering presence, stared with cold eyes into the distance. For years, he had made plans and within a night, someone somewhere actually disrupted those plans. He couldn't wait to get his hands on Megan and whoever her new mate was. Mulan clenched his fists and popping sounds rented the room. He heaved heavily, reigning in his emotions. There would be time for anger later. Currently, he needed to make other preparations… Just then, his phone rang, and it was the person he had on his mind. Mulan snorted before picking up the call.

"You're mine. Completely. In every way that matters." "Yours," Adrian agreed. "And you're mine." "Yours. Always." They fell asleep wrapped around each other, the bond glowing steadily—stronger than before, deeper than before. Outside, storm clouds gathered. The Spring Festival approached. Lucian prepared his reset. But inside, Adrian and Cassian were fortified. Their bond had transcended everything now. Let Lucian try his reset. Let the story try to rewrite itself.

Xiao Chen stood up and said, "Miss Ye." Ye Mulian placed her hands on her hips and bent her knee to perform a curtsy. "Young Master Xiao." Ling Fei and Wan Yanyan's heart throbbed. They knew they stood no chance with Xiaoyue, a high and mighty fairy. However, they never expected there to be such an otherworldly lady in a desolate place like this. She had the charm of your next-door well-bred young lady. Ye Mulian wore a floral pin decorated with greenish-blue beads in her hair. The light from the setting sun outside filtered past her, giving her shadow an alluring charm. Ye Lingfeng smiled and made the introductions. "This is my daughter, Mulian."