روايات وقصص ضمن Renfield Fanfiction

My chest tightened, we were out of time. Renwick stormed into our dorm, his grizzled face stern, another professor trailing him. “Virex, Rhen, step aside,” he barked, ripping open drawers. My heart pounded as he moved to Val’s bed, lifting the mattress. A single vial rolled out, glinting in the light. The room went still, the air thick with dread. “What’s this?” Renwick said, holding it up, his eyes narrowing at Val. He froze, his breath hitching, and I saw his mind racing, searching for an excuse. My wolf surged, urging me to act, and I stepped forward, my voice steady despite the storm inside.

Wrenda pushed away from him, then went to the nearest tree, braced herself against it and said: " For fuck's sake stuff your prick in me and shag me rotten". She needed him. Riven started over to her, crunching over falling sticks from the trees in the woods they were in. He lifted her skirt and could see droplets of her juice glistening in the sun around the beautiful entrance to her fanny which she was pushing out at just the right angle for him to drive home to the hilt.

His fingers tightened on the parchment until it creased. “So that’s it,” Ren muttered. “That’s what he does now.” Darius had spent years choosing tradition over his son, Ren. Years choosing Bloodfang over blood. Years standing tall in council halls while Ren learned how to survive without him. And now has had taken a mate, not just any mate but a male mate. Ren laughed under his breath. Not amused or surprised, but shaken out of balance. He folded the letter carefully and tucked it into his coat. Ajax returned a moment later, stopping short when he saw Ren’s expression. "Something wrong?”

Arnold silently made a note to reward Rustom’s sister later. Because whatever Rejin was doing… it was helping. Irene looked healthier now too. Stronger. More balanced. Her connection with her beast had deepened noticeably. Exactly how it should for a proper shifter. Arnold started walking toward her without even realizing it at first. The second Rejin and Lena noticed, both immediately started teasing Irene loudly. Irene’s cheeks turned bright red almost instantly. And watching her try, and fail, not to look flustered somehow improved Arnold’s mood far more than it should have.

She explained. “I knew you were special; I had no idea…” Kilian said speaking in general. “You have the most beautiful wings I have ever seen.” Said Randolph. “The last fae I met was a fire pixie. His wings were a dangerous red.” He remembered out loud. “You have met one?!” Helga and I both shrieked together. Randolph, Lex, and Florence explained their friend, Renard, was a fire pixie. Kilian was soaking in all the information trying to learn more about his daughter’s powers. I expressed interest in finding Renard and having him come help us with Helga.

This was going to break us amd there was nothing we could do to stop it. I turned my head slightly just enough to see his face in the moonlight. He looked younger when he slept. I wanted to memorize this because in six days, I’d never see this version of him again. He will be Alpha Ronan again. A husband to my mother and leader of his pack. A man too important to be dragged down by a girl like me. And I’d be Wren the weirdo. Wren the unwanted. Wren the girl who’d been stupid enough to fall in love with a man who’d never love her back.

Her eyes settled on her son whom she gave a questioning look. “Yes, mother.” Ridian said confidently. “She is my mate. I haven’t been treating her well, but that ends now. It’s time for us to be happy the way the moon goddess intended. “I cannot believe this,” Camilla said. “So you knew all along that she was your mate but you still wanted to marry Jane? This is so shocking.” “Please reserve the questions for later. Marlon, bring those children.” Children? This time the shock was too much. My brain couldn’t take it. When I saw Ren and Rose, I lost all energy and collapsed. I only remember falling into someone’s strong and hard arms.

Hesper whispered to Rickard’s ear. However, Renfrew, who had his eyes fixed on the jellyfish, still noticed Rickard’s sudden appearance. “Daddy?” Renfrew’s voice was soft, but at such a close distance, it was more than enough to be heard by the ladies who caught up to Rickard. Unexpectedly, although Rickard looked young, he was indeed married and even had a cute child. The woman who was encouraged to step forward and ask for his contact number blushed, pulled her friends away, and left the scene in embarrassment.

“This is so delicious.“ Then all of a sudden, the door slam open and someone storm in. My breath seize as I snap my head back to see Varek, standing there like a storm about to break. Jaw clenched. Fangs gritted. His eyes are so cold, terrifying, lust filled and are fix on my naked body, then flick to my terrified face. “Riven… Rafe?!“ He let out a animalistic growl. “You whore! Are you fucking your younger brother's best friends?“