Novel & Cerita Red Vs Blue Fanfic

I will definitely come again. Jane still shuddered at the memory. "Jane?" Ben called her. Jane gasped and saw Ben was crouched down already. That time, Jane also claimed to be Thea because she was annoyed that Xander's attention was always on that child. But after that bloody incident, she heard Ben taking revenge on Thea for her. Jane thought that Ben could protect her if that person comes again. It was better to be next to someone who is obsessed with you than the other way around. It was safer. Thus, Jane openly showed her favour toward Ben which he accepted ecstatically.

But he decided against it, trying to fight the thoughts burning through his mind. Ryan had been in love with Elian since they were teenagers. He never forgave Luciano and Michael for what they did to him. Every scar, every nightmare, every broken piece of Elian, Ryan had seen them all. He saw Dex as nothing more than a temporary obstacle. He was determined to steal Elian away, even if it meant destroying the marriage and starting a war between families. Elian belonged with him. He always had. Just as he was finally about to say something, the music suddenly changed to a slower tune. Dex appeared like a ghost, his tail imposing figure looming beside them.

She said in a disapproving tone, “Come on, Raven, you're cute little crush Freddy is even going to be at the party. Don't you want to impress him?” I blushed lightly, remembering Freddy Gregor; his family was mid-rank but had strong ancestral ties to the Alpha family. He was one of the few boys who talked to me in school and didn't chuckle indecisively when I walked past. We also sat right next to each other, and he even helped me pick up my pen once when it fell. Breeze wasn't impressed by him and insisted we wait for our mate, but I liked him, and if I wasn't just being delusional, I think he might like me a bit too.

Then I pulled him against my chest and held him there, one hand spanning the back of his neck, the other resting low on his spine. “I know,” I said against his hair. “That’s why we’re doing it properly.” We stayed like that while the morning light slowly filled the room. The notebook sat on the nightstand, full of everything we had both admitted while Ren was still soft enough to be completely honest — including how much he loved being forced open around me and how much further he wanted to go. Later, Adrian would turn those pages into a contract. But damn, my boy's words are such a turn on. He likes getting fucked while sore? And even wants something bigger up his ass...I bet my fist is on

“You’re such a stick in the mud. But whatever, suit yourself. I’m going tomorrow after work to check it out myself.” I nodded. “Yeah, you do that.” I sat at the kitchen table eating my pasta watching as he wiggled excitedly in his seat. “I can’t wait. I wonder if they fit their stereotype. Pale skin, formal clothing, knife-sharp fingernails, pearly white fangs, and super speed. Maybe I can find myself a vampire boyfriend. That would be so cool!” I chuckled at his excitement. “Go for it. Whatever helps you sleep at night. Feel free to use the guest room. You know where everything is.”

Max Senider knew that the human who lived with The Red Rock Pack Beta's family was his mate the day he turned sixteen. Knowing she was too young and that he was soon going to be sent away for his Alpha training; he left town, secure in the knowledge that on his return she will be of age and ready. Gemma Lockhart was only fifteen when her best friends brother and her crush left town to start his Alpha training. Growing up knowing about the supernatural and convinced that Max didn't feel the same way, Gemma tried to move on. But all is not what it seems. Is it too late for the Alpha to claim his true mate?

I say as I try to go away. "No. Come here." Rudra says as he sits me bed and attacks my hands. I try to hide my smile as he tries to find his name which is going to be difficult. "Did you find it?" I ask him twenty fifth time in last ten minutes. "I think we are seeing the same thing. You will know it when I will find it." He says as he get frustrated. Obviously, he wants to see my dance and I am wearing his favourite colour on me today, dark royal blue. I look at him as he scans my hand from top to bottom and then turns it over and over gently.

Or was it something more sinister—a desire to make Damian jealous, even though she knew she had no right to such feelings? As Alex stepped back, his gaze lingering on her, Blue felt a surge of conflicting emotions. She was caught in a web of her own making, torn between the safety of a genuine friendship and the tumultuous storm that was Damian. The thrill of his possessiveness, should she succeed in making him jealous, was a temptation she couldn't quite shake. And as the shadows lengthened around her, Blue wondered if she would ever find the strength to break free from this tangled web of desire. "I'll be heading out then." ________________________________

Richard said to me, I could clearly see the anger burning in his eyes meanwhile Alpha Darian remained silent possibly because he knew that everything Richard was saying was the truth. "You see Elena, Darian is just the perfect photocopy of our father, ruthless, heartless..." "Don't you dare compare me to him Richard, the same way that you hated him is the same way that I hated him and I was never happy with the way he was treating mother; so stop portraying me as the evil person here," Darian said to Richard while fuming in anger "Sorry bro, I take back my words," Richard apologized.

As reluctant to admit it as she was, she was starting to lose faith in what imaginary structure existed to reward the good and punish the bad—she had begun to accept her fate. “Now, why don’t you come back to lunch with me? I’m sure your parents are missing you,” As Richard released her, Blue finally allowed a small exhale of relief, hand nursing her arm and eyes sheepishly avoiding his. She her knew, deep, deep down that Richard was fishing for a confession, not her company. Surely, he didn’t enjoy being around her all that much—she did little to serve his ego and even less to engage in basic conversation. Her company meant only one thing of importance to him; that she wasn’t with Vincent.