Renfield Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Ren said calmly as he faked a regrettable smile. “What are you doing?” I asked in a panic as Ren grabbed my wrists before pulling me against his hard chest. “If you don’t agree to help me then…you’ll be my favorite concubine. Nothing more and nothing less,” Ren stated firmly before he forced his warm lips on mine.

“Two kingdoms nearly torn apart. My court shattered. And now you say this human girl, who has a wolf, is the victim?” Renald’s gaze bore into Micah, and Micah refused to look away. The room held its breath, glancing between the two. Xenia lowered her gaze, her shoulders trembling with effort not to break. But Renald’s voice faltered as his eyes dropped to the subtle swell beneath her tunic. His fists clenched at his sides, closing his eyes for a moment as if he was trying to keep from saying something. When he opened them, the fire in his expression had dulled–but not disappeared.

How can he say that after all those times he tried to hurt me? “All I need you to do, is to try convince him you like him. All the Alpha’s think you have a relationship with him, so maybe it shouldn’t be too hard for you to convince the actual enemy,” Ren tells me, chewing on the edge of a cube of mango. I bite the edge of my lip, convinced that he is messing with me at this point, knowing what is going on. However, he remains serious, looking at me curiously to see if I will agree with his idea. I simply nod slowly,

I explained as I pulled the cuffs on the chain link to the trellis. "I'm not ready, Ben." Rena tugged at her wrists, but there was no need for readiness in this game. She shouted my name in a blasphemous tone. "You know what, Ren? Most of the BDSM theories circulating among writers are misguided." I took a long object from the drawer that was a very feminine color, pink. Rena could cum many times just from the vibrations. "Ben..., what are you doing?" She glared again when I slipped her long skirt off her legs without taking off her shoes.

he said while unbuttoning his shirt. “Do you have a fever again?” “Nope.” I just swallowed. He has already removed two buttons. His eyes were fierce and full of desires. “Since you're my wife, be responsible and reasonable with your offers.” Last button... Suddenly, the door opened. It was Rhen. Her eyes widened when she saw us and gasped. Hah, bitch didn’t know how to knock. SEAN!!! @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update)

The surrounding patrol members lowered their heads instinctively. Edgar clenched his jaw. "She is your fated mate. She is the Luna of our pack." "She is not!" Ryan roared suddenly. "How many times do I have to say it? She is not my fated mate! She's just a timid, jealous Omega who spends her days pulling pathetic tricks for attention!" His dark and dangerous gaze locked onto Edgar's. "Don't you seem overly concerned about her?" Fiona shuddered at just the right moment and pressed against Ryan's chest. "Ryan, how could someone die so horribly? I'm scared."

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Ren kept calling me but I was lost in her, all of me, completely. “Who the hell are you staring at?” Ren comes closer to me, shifting his gaze to her following the direction of mine. “Wow. Violet hair.” He mumbled. “She's mine.” My lips warned him. He was a bit startled. “You never cared about girls. Is she special?” “She is the button girl,” I answered. “What? The button girl.” It was almost like he fell from the sky. Ren knew about her and everything that had happened at the Red Lake.

Riley didn’t pull away but his words had an edge to them. I closed my eyes, just feeling the sparks flowing between us. He hadn’t even let me touch him in wolf form. Refusing me at every step. At least, for now, he was letting me touch him. I’d take full advantage of it for as long as I could. “Riley?” He hummed this time. “Was every place you were sold to like the Reinfeld’s? Or the Black Fang pack?” “The what pack?” I tried to remember what the document said. “Presa Negra?”

Five years ago, I disappeared without a trace, leaving my mate Alpha Rene Beck to believe I was dead. Now I've been found. And Rene isn't the young man I left behind anymore. He's stronger. Colder. Crueler. More dangerous. The kind of Alpha who can command a room with a single look, and make my body remember exactly what it felt like to belong to him. But for him now, I am just his runaway mate who shattered him and vanished without explanation. And he is just the Alpha who calls my 4 years old boy a bastard, who has no idea he's looking at his own flesh and blood. He drags us back to his pack and informs me that in four months he's marrying my half-sister, the woman who helped ruin my