Renfield Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

The tone when he tells his Followers to do something. "Fine!" Melinda huffed. She was still enjoying herself and the tone Ren used on her sent a dark tingle down her spine. 'I will just have to order you to do something next!' The Nightmare Manual opened up more to the princess. Especially when Ren made contact with her body. "Aah!" In her fretting, Ren's nose brushed against Melinda's body. At a very sensitive location that had never been touched before from the little fooling around, they did before. Clothes were usually in the way and Ren barely let him touch down there.

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?”

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.

Unknowingly, Vivian bit her lip and said to Renne, “Please get him to leave as soon as possible. He’s in a very dangerous position.” “I have no way of reaching him. He didn’t leave me any contact information.” Panicked and pissed, Renne lost her control and threw the photos in her hands on the coffee table. “What’s going on?! I just feel like an idiot now!” Her action was overly loud enough to catch everyone’s attention. Even Wade shifted his gaze to them despite the distance between them. Vivian paused in shock with two big eyes staring at Renne. Fortunately, Renne was quick at responding and immediately twisted the conversation, “You are my best friend. How could you seduce my fiance? Sham

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."