Mulan Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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.

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.

“I am here because Max is my mate—my true mate. I am his Luna. And I would never return to a place that was nothing short of a nightmare. A pack where the so-called ‘family’ treated me like I was less than dirt. Where I was nothing but a target for their cruelty.” I didn’t need to look at Riana to know her reaction. I could feel her anger burning from across the room and hear the sharp intake of her breath as my words hung like an accusation. “That’s not true!” she snapped, stepping forward, her voice trembling with barely concealed rage. “You’re lying, Milana! None of that happened!” Turning to her, I allowed myself a slow, deliberate smirk. “Oh, really?” I asked, tilting my head as if in m

Jovanno escorted Tulip out of the mansion but not before casting one last curious glance back at Miliani. Miliani was exhausted after organizing her things in the enormous room. She lay on the edge of the bed, her legs dangling off the side, just below her knees, not quite reaching the floor. As she gazed up at the ceiling, her feet swayed back and forth, her mind wandering aimlessly through her thoughts.

I switched to see Mulan and Patricia in turn, they are like twins with both blonde hair, and their height is only slightly different. "Don't expect more, you're not as beautiful as they say" Mulan sarcastically smiled at me. Different from Patricia, who only smiled sweetly. I replied to Mulan's words with a bland smile. I'm afraid to say wrong "Mulan? Watch your attitude," said Mira. Mulan rolled her eyes lazily as her mother rebuked her. Well, this already reflects that life at Raka's house will not be easy. "Hahah, and meet Raka's grandma, to be more precise my favorite mother" Raka's mother quickly shifted the situation.

both married could betray so shamelessly and still find pleasure in it, then tonight, I would find out what that felt like too. “I, Marceline Valemont, will experience that too.” With that vow, I opened the car door, stepped out, and walked straight into the club. The moment I stepped into the club, the loud music hit me, the lights flashing and glowing everywhere. My eyes shifted around, trying to adjust to the brightness. I wasn’t here for the young boys running wild on the dance floor. No… I wanted a man. A mature man. An older man. My gaze drifted left and right, scanning the crowded room. Then I saw him.

Melania said as the air in the room seemed to drop in temperature, "before I get angry." "It seems our plan has changed a bit," Lillian said, bowing even lower. "Mason has…" "Found his true mate," Melania finished for her. Lillian looked shocked as Melania laughed. "I've…met her. Feisty little thing. Her spirit is strong, which is good for us. Though, I'm disappointed you waited so long to tell me." Melania cut her eyes at Lillian, who fell to the ground. "Forgive me, Luna," Lillian begged, waiting patiently for whatever punishment Melania would duel out. Melania simply dismissed it.

“Why do they all sound like weird warrior names?” Cheyenne’s eyes gleamed. “Oh honey. You’re gunna love Mulan. Spoiler alert: she saves China with a cricket, a dragon, and the power of badassery. Honestly? Mood.” Serenya slowly smiled. “Alright. I’m listening.” They talked. They laughed. After their final round of sparring and more back-and-forth banter that could’ve fueled a sitcom, Cheyenne called it. Serenya was sweating, flushed, and—though she’d never admit it—having the time of her life.

She looked like a little girl asking for a candy. Meng Zhilan couldn't help but be jealous.Despite being engaged to Mo Yuhan for a long time, the man had never once glanced at her but now he is doting on a random woman? How could she let that happen? He was even wearing such casual clothes for her.Meng Zhilan had never seen him in anything but suits. She smirked as she looked at Tang Li and said "Let's have a shooting contest.The one who scores more point will win." Tang Li wanted to deny but when she opened her mouth, she said "Alright!"

“But, oh, you will tell me the reason. I give you today as a pass. I won’t be so compliant next time.” The sound of the slamming door is thrilling and satisfying, yet not enough to quench the pain boiling in my chest. I never knew agony could drive so deep. How would I, though? I’m the Fanning princess. Even as my sister would take over my mom’s factories, I got freedom. And I was satisfied. How many can say they married the man they loved, attended the school they wanted, and could have whatever in the damn world pleased them? I’m Mellow Fanning Lupin, the second daughter of Country Zee’s president.