Red Rising Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Red let those magical braids unbutton the tight leather trousers and peel them down. Red still had a few bruises and scars from her recent scuffles, but Jane saw no flaws. All she saw was the perfect warrior's body, adorned by a noble, one-eyed face. Jane chewed softly on her bottom lip, waiting for Red to come to her. She didn't have to wait long. Red sat on the side of the bed, placing her hand on Jane's ankle, slowly drawing it up one leg past Jane's satisfied sex and up to her stomach. Jane giggled, making Red smile. The redhead leaned in and kissed her lover's bellybutton, running her tongue around that soft skin. She felt Jane playing with her red curls as she kissed each of the girl's

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The question landed hotter than a grab would have. “Yes.” His hand found the side of her neck, thumb resting over the place a claim-mark would one day sit. Not pressing. Just *there*. Maelis’s breath left her in a thin sound she hated and did not take back. Rhydian’s scent thickened—sun-warmed skin, bite, the particular sharpness of an alpha holding himself on a short leash. “You’re already running hotter than you were at the river,” he murmured. “Two days was a story you told yourself on the walk.”

As long as she was with me, it didn’t matter. “The whole Isla and Chance thing is a story for another day.” * The End* Do you want more Dionysus Rising? Let me know if you do and thank you from the bottom of my heart for reading! I love you all ❤️

The closer she and Emmi are to connecting full time, the closer I am to having that moment with my mates. “Yes our mate. We need you inside us,” Emmi and Phoenix say as one. When I settle myself between her thighs, I can see her blue eyes flickering with flames. The perfect combination of my mates. The moment I slide inside her, Phoenix’s flames engulf me. I feel her love through the heat of her flames, feel how I’m stoking the fire within her and Emmi with each stroke I make, bringing both of us to the point where we will explode together.

The woman standing on the dais lifted her hands and smiled at the group before her. Sara flew around in the vision and moved in closer so that she could focus on the woman standing upon the dais. When she moved in close, she could see the red hair and the deep green eyes. The moment she learned the woman’s identity, the entire vision rippled and faded away.

“Don’t talk to me about survival. I’ve clawed my way out of my own damn grave.” You’re escalating beyond tolerance. She leaned back, arms folded, eyes bright with defiance. “Then raise your tolerance.” Her rival mate appeared in the doorway—shoulders tense, jaw set, eyes crackling with warning. He was the only one who could match her stubbornness, the only one who ever tried. “They’re closer than you think.” She didn’t look away from her screens. “Good. Saves me the trouble of chasing them down.” Third twist. Her screen flashed—a live feed, grainy but unmistakable.

“You are enjoying this way too much. Acting all territorial like I am yours now just because you made me come once.” Riven lifted his head his chin shiny. “Yeah I am. Sue me. No one else gets this. No one else gets to see you shaking like this or hear those little sounds you make. It is driving me crazy knowing I am the first.” He slid two fingers back inside me slow while his mouth went back to my clit.

Daniel breathed against his lips. Liar, Rigel thought. But he kissed him back anyway. The Blood-Red Moon At some point, exhaustion finally won. Their bodies remained tangled together, their breaths syncing, their heartbeats slow and steady. The world outside felt distant, almost unreal. And then— The sky shifted. Far beyond the bedroom walls, the moon rose higher, its silver glow slowly fading into something else. Something unnatural. Red. Deep, blood-red. Like an open wound in the sky.

/ Talon argued, the annoying voice of reason piping away at me. “Doesn’t this seem like a gathering of too many unfamiliar faces? Who vouches for every single man here being trustworthy?” “I know what you mean,” she said with a whisper, the lower her voice the more I forgot about everyone else on the dancefloor. “So many strangers…The Rising Star Beta’s, they just stand out from their yellow eyes don’t they. Amazing…” she whispered. “If you’re trying to make me jealous…” I whispered, loving the little pinch of my shoulder she gave me between her fingers. “Silly Alpha,” she cooed softly, that warm feeling washing over me with pure joy.