Onward Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Each day that passed in that long torturous week, I feared him breaking his parents rules more than I feared breaking them myself and getting punished for it. I still cringe when I think of the ways he touched me. The skin his fingers grazed and the ones it gripped without the tenderness I have always known him for. And I never want it to happen again. Only that was just wishful thinking. I knew I had it coming when I noticed the shift in the atmosphere of the house and the pack has a whole. The long torturous week has finally come to an end and the Alpha of the Onyx Moon pack was visiting with his family. It became more real by then—the fact that I was still not gone before they arrived an

He no longer experiences unrequited love! Noura is going to the cafe tomorrow. It means they won't be in a long-distance relationship anymore. Orlan is very happy. Although it is undeniable, maybe they will have a long-distance relationship again. If Orlan doesn't remember, Noura is a vampire and princess from the Appalachia Kingdom. The first time they met, he must have brought his mate to the pack so they wouldn't have to experience an long-distance relationship like this. This is really torturing him.

As a consolation price, I did write two more chapters of The Luna’s Prophecy that I wrote a few nights ago. so chapter 2 and 3. they're still drafts, and things might change. but for now, I'm thinking of Orion to be mixed race. I haven't decided what race, though, lol. but not completely white, and in my head, he kind of looks like Chris Brown or Zayn from One direction. this tattooed guy, with a nose piercing. but tall and muscular. I am trying to find the perfect picture, but I am unsuccessful until now. so maybe once I do publish the story, I'll change the way he looks.

Gurmisran answered immediately, "It's not unreasonable at all. Great people won't care about trifling matters and we must be cruel for your grand ambition. She'd better be obedient and don't cause any trouble because we won't change our plan for an insignificant person." Ornard fell into dee thought he hung up. He had never had any sense of allegiance and loyalty in his dictionary. Veronica was just his pawn and he had to find a way to deal with her now that she was going astray. Angel suddenly called him as he was deep in thought and complained tearfully, "Woo... Uncle, I was beaten up! I'm covered in wounds and I've been disfigured!" Ornard's heart ached when he heard that Angel was injure

Dawn's Pov. I couldn't get that scene out of my mind all day, I just kept thinking about it again and again. I think I am attracted to Uncle Hunter, and that's why I am feeling jealous of his fiancee Bianca. He has got such looks that anyone would get attracted to him within a second. But I can't let anyone know about my attraction, especially not him. I seriously need to get a boyfriend to get true love, I also want to be happy in life like others. But where will I get a boyfriend?

The pressure was crushing me. Rand stepped closer to his uncle, giving him a disgusted look, before his golden eyes went back across the line to his kin. “You heard her, Ash, Father, you need to go. Onie is the Luna of Mountaintop, what she says goes. Leave the boundary and go home. I’m sorry Mom, Vivi. I’m so sorry that things have to be this way. I love you both so much. But The Moon has blessed me with a true mate, and I will not live without her,” said Rand.

“No, I am not going anywhere. You don't have any right to tell me that.” “This is my house, Zamani. And you are making me uncomfortable.” I scoffed. “Says the man that unhooked my bra. You would have fondled my breasts if I hadn't stopped you.” “Are we still on and about this subject?” Orion walked towards me. “Yes, I was about to fondle your breasts. So what?” Fucking pervert. “You are so shameless, Orion Blackwood.” “Says the girl that threw herself at a naked man.”

She knows that other than them interacting like siblings this way, Orion won't let her get close otherwise. The moment they had during their late night walk was just a once-in-a-lifetime luck. Expecting it to happen again is a wish that is far-fetched. April planned on going at his pace, believing that if he truly felt something for her, things would slowly fall into place. Or maybe not. "Until forever," Iver replied her and Orion gave a nod in agreement. "So how do you plan on convincing Mom and Dad?" Iver asked, continuing his conversation with Orion.

He had erased Marcus from Noah’s mind, he had marked his territory in public, and he had felt the warmth of Noah’s skin under his own. The obsession was no longer just a hunger; it was an all-consuming fire. And as Noah chattered away about silk and Paris, Orion simply tightened his arm, drawing the "sweet" uncle closer into his side, knowing that very soon, "nephew" would be the last thing Noah called him.

Her fingernails elongated into obsidian claws, her teeth sharpened into fangs, and with a sound of tearing cloth, a pair of powerful wings flared from her shoulder blades. Orion felt the change instantly. The bond between them, usually a one-way street of his dominance, suddenly roared to life with a twin flame. It hit him like a physical blow, and he lost every ounce of the control he usually prided himself on. He didn't wait for the enemies to reach her. He slammed into her mid-shift, his body a blur of muscle and scales as he drove her back against the trunk of a massive tree that stood near the edge of the courtyard.