Novel & Cerita Renfield Fanfiction

“Let’s get you back to the pack house.” “Riven.” I say, causing both of them to glance my way in confusion; so I add, “my name is Riven.” “What a beautiful name.” He smiles, gently pulling me with him. “Oh this is going to get pretty old pretty fast.” Anton whines, following us closely. “I can’t help it.” Jamie chuckles, “she is perfect.” Anton fakes anger. “Yeah make it worse for the guy who hasn’t found his mate yet.”

Renna's POV. I lay sprawled across his chest, his arm loosely draped around me, and his fingers tracing idle patterns on my shoulder. His heartbeat was steady beneath my ear... nothing like the rush that had carried us here. For a long time, I said nothing. It felt safer that way. If I spoke, I was afraid the spell would break. But the thought was already there, whispering. He’s married... It didn't seem to click to me until we'd done what we did.

"Really? Is that what you think happened?" "It's a metaphor," Elion lied. "For the adrenaline." "Uh-huh. And this one? 'Anomaly 16: The Eggs. Exact replication of childhood memory. Memory implantation?'" Kieran flipped a page. The sound of the paper tearing slightly was deafening in the quiet room. "And my personal favorite," Kieran read. "'Hypothesis 9: He pays for the miracles with his own life force. He is fading.'" Kieran closed the book. He tapped it against his chin.

The sound of leather shoes on the tiled floor suddenly echoed, immediately catching the attention of the two beautiful girls. “Foster Dad!” Fiona exclaimed, delighted to see Ralph back early. Ralph walked towards Fiona, reaching out to gently touch her hair. Unlike usual, he didn't ask about Fiona's well-being but looked at Ernesta and said, “Do you study programming languages too?” Ernesta looked up, evaluating her foster father. As the male lead of this world, Ralph's appearance was impeccable. He had golden hair, shining like silk, neatly trimmed, revealing his perfectly sculpted face. His blue eyes, deep like the ocean, reflected intelligence, sharpness, and a hint of mystery. His body w

The roses, tulips, and the beautiful fountain sought her attention. “Will you enter or not?” Vincenzo asked in his usual impersonal voice. Rachel nodded twice and followed the mafia. ‘This is the call against you. Vincenzo Siemens, I will make you suffer every bit I cried while leaving Andrew.’ Rachel swore and entered the mansion behind him. Diana was waiting for her child since she couldn’t get to spend much time with him. She ran to Vincenzo, hugged him, and patted his back to showcase her love.

Reynold said impatiently. "You're the stupid one. I can't walk fast. I also don't know where your trail is," Alexa replied, not accepting it. Reynold rubbed his face roughly. "You really are a pain. What kind of lycan are you anyway? So weak!" "That sucks! I'd better get back to sleep again." Alexa is about to go back to her room. However, it was prevented by Reynold. "Follow me!" Reynold immediately took Alexa's hand and led her away.

I tell him, leaning on the seat. “I am not spilling my love life to a mysterious stranger.” “We are friends now,” I nudge him playfully in the shoulder as he takes another turn. Red spends the entire ride talking about Rowena, for a cold-hearted person like him, the way he talks about her showcases how much he loves her. But he hasn’t told her yet, which is in fact more gruesome. Red persuades me to stop at home and get changed, maybe even have a shower and even though I need to see Enrique, I agree with him on that part, we stop at a nearby hotel and I take a shower, Red already grabbed me new clothes.

Remembering Ren had use of tendrils, her nose started to bleed just a little. "Ha..ha.. ha.." Melinda started to pant as the orgasm she was holding back started to build to a fever pitch. The Nightmare Manual, no longer circulating as it was beaten back by Ren. Letting Melinda contend with him all on her own. "..Ren.." Mewling a little, the princess started to move against his hand as her eyes squinted, looking at him. Almost to the point they were about to close. Hands gripping the bedsheets as he sped up, then stopped all of a sudden.

His chest clenched at the taste. Matilda’s lips curved upward. “Good boy.” He slammed the empty glass onto the table, anger flashing in his eyes. “Now speak. What nonsense were you saying about a Lycan?” Matilda leaned closer, her voice low, sharp as a blade pressed to skin. “So you have no idea… that Fenrik’s girlfriend is a Lycan.” The words cut into him like claws. Rhunar’s body went rigid. Heat rose in his chest, his fists clenching so tightly the veins stood against his skin.

I wanted to hit something; smash it to pieces just to blow off some steam. Roderick lowered his head in disappointment. I couldn’t see his eyes, but I could stare at my own reflection in his spectacles as I stopped in front of him again. I was so angry. Dangerous. I hated the image before me. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, settling myself. Kenton cleared his throat, hovering at the edge of the room. He could read me just as well as Rod could. “You know, Ren, you haven’t even told us much about your mate. What’s she like?”