Novel & Cerita Red Rising Fanfiction

YONA His eyes pierced through mine, becoming hard specks of ice as he drank me in. My feathers were ruffling in response to his scrutiny, as though trying to reassure him that it was ok. I slowly turned to fully face him, our eyes never leaving each other. Both of our hands moved to our chests, and I knew before I felt it, a soul tie, with Cain. I saw the rejection in his eyes, and felt my heart splinter at the same moment. Of course he wouldn’t be interested in fulfilling this, he had his one true love; a woman I could never compare to nor take the place of. Did I truly expect him to be happy? To fling himself into my arms and whisper sweet nothings in my ear? No. Cain was a man born of vi

one’s mere wish but instead for knowing that not everything is based on what you want or what you think will make you happy, I also heard only a certain set of people gets to see her.The descendants of the man that pushed in the river, the descendants of the man that saved her and those who need the truth, I don’t know whose set we fall into, but what was it that you wanted that made her appear? Mine was to be a quiet and normal boy, living without the pressure and constantly reminded that I am the perfect son and I still need more to be perfect.” Phil asked me.‘Oh I told you to remember, I wanted to be a boy and I needed to run away and leave a nice life, I had the offer right in front of

“You tell me you don’t want to be caught alone with me. Then you appear at my door? What is going on, Ana?” Ana breathed heavily as her body prepared for what his kiss promised her. She resisted, groaned as her thighs clenched. Their eyes glowed red with their response to each other. Fangs predominantly showed between both their swollen lips. His hips ground into her pelvis, enticing her unreasonable desire for him to couple with her. Ana’s mind instantly jumped the track, and she couldn’t remember why she’d come to his room.

“This also might be useful information for me now!” “Well, you ended up getting over that crisis pretty quickly. And I don’t mind talking about sex but I would prefer the specific examples to stay out of it, thanks. I’m pretty sure I’m going to meet Fenellere again and I really don’t want to be thinking about Yanyan’s oversharing dick information when I do.” It was Aian’s turn to groan and he covered his bright red face with his hands. “You guys suck.” Sam cackled. “Nope, but apparently, you do.”

His gray eyes are quite captivating. Alright, I admit, his eyes are beautiful with those hints of ash accentuating their sharpness. "Is there something wrong, Aurelya? Why is your face turning red?" he asked, making me touch my warm cheeks. Is my face actually red now? Damn, how did that happen? "Are you fantasizing about something with me?" he accused, truly making me angrier. On what basis does he have such thoughts? Stupid jerk. "Are you crazy? Why would I fantasize about something like that with you?" I retorted, getting even more annoyed. On what basis does he think of something like that?

She whirled the glass she was holding with an impassive expression, the ice cubes clinking as she did. She felt the couch dip beside her before the heat of Wilson's leg seemed to transfer through his jeans which pressed against her bare knee. The huskiness of his voice was amplified by the sensuous surroundings, making it sound as rich as chocolate. "Is something on your mind?" Wilson asked. Fiona sighed before eyeing Eunice. She was starting to envy Eunice's carefree attitude. "Someone I dislike has become my direct superior. It's such a pain, really," Fiona replied.

"I never stopped caring." "But you stopped choosing me when it mattered." She gently withdrew her hand. Outside on the terrace, Daniel approached her again. "You made quite the impact tonight." She rolled her eyes. "Still playing the charming vulture, Daniel?" He smirked. "You wound me. I merely came to congratulate you." "Cut to the chase. What do you want?" Daniel's smile faded. "To join Phoenix Rising." Natalie raised an eyebrow. "Since when do you care about broken women?"

I reached out, my trembling fingers brushing her waist, pulling her closer even as I fought the urge to break her. "I promised," I choked out, the sarcasm finally returning as a last-ditch defense mechanism. "I promised... you'd make me repeat those words... in a real bed. I'm not... breaking a contract, Iris. I'm an accountant's husband. I know the cost of a late f*e." A ghost of a smile touched her lips, even as tears tracked through the soot on her cheeks. "Then pay the debt, Darius. Stay with me." The red in my vision flickered, the violet light in my veins dimming for a heartbeat. But the world wasn't done with us. From the trees below the outcrop, the first of the "Red Mist" shifters e

Travis’s jaw ticked, a movement so subtle, but caused fear to latch onto my breath and not let go. Ronan stepped closer to me, and his ocean scent washed over me, clearing my head. I raised my chin. “You’re not my Alpha.” “We’ll see about that,” Travis said, and I felt Ronan stiffen beside me. “What do you want?” Ronan asked Travis yet again. “All I want is what belongs to me.” Travis’s eyes pinned me in place. “I don’t belong to you,” I said, not breaking eye contact with him. We continued to stare one another down, waiting for the other to give in. His Alpha power pushed into me, and I nearly gagged. It was strong, and once it would’ve forced me into the ground, but not anymore.

I fell back to the ground and closed my eyes again. My son hated me. My husband wanted another woman. I was done. Maybe I should just give up. When I drifted closer and closer to total darkness again, there was a scent of a wolf drew closer. But not rotten stink like those rogues. It was the scent of vanilla and whiskey, warm, rich and intoxicating. Then I felt myself being lifted. Strong arms gathered around me and held me close to a warm body. I forced my eyes open. Just barely. A face swam above me — jaw like cut stone, dark eyes wide with something I couldn't name. Shock. Recognition. Hunger.