Rhett And Link Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I muttered. Dorian exhaled sharply, shaking his head. “It doesn’t make sense.” His voice was still controlled, but barely. “This isn’t how the mate bond works.” “You’re not the moon goddess.” His eyes snapped to mine, and I saw something flicker there, guilt. Rhett ran a hand through his hair, stepping back like he needed distance. “This is insane,” he muttered. “I thought—” He stopped, looking at me like he didn’t even recognize me. “I thought it was just me.”

Every attempt to hurt Rhett had been born from a lie I told myself because grief was too frightening to face. I felt sick thinking about it. I felt sick thinking about the attempts my own people made on Rhett. The way I had fed their hatred. The way I had allowed them to see him as a target. My chest tightened until it felt hard to breathe. I needed to fix it. I needed to stop it now before anything else happened. I pushed myself out of bed and stood on unsteady legs. I placed my hands on the edge of the table and took a deep breath. My mind reached for the southern pack chief through the mindlink. The connection opened easily though my voice shook.

"She's... the dimensional collapse pulled her through. I can't sense her anywhere." "Then get her back!" Rhett snarls, lunging toward Celina with desperate fury. "Do what you did for them!" He gestures wildly toward us, his control completely shattered. "Create another projection, another ritual—I'll be the anchor! I'll go into that place and bring her home!" "Rhett—" Celina begins, tears streaming down her face.

Rhett Holy shit! I never expected this! Rachelle gives me head before breakfast and lets me play with her tits while her brother licks her ass. “Just wait until we get to Dominic’s place, Ray-ray!” Trent moans. “Rhett is getting punished for telling me about all this without getting permission first, but the shower room is amazing. The whole place is amazing!”

"Get yourself ready and we'll get to it." As she walked to the door she said, "I may want to borrow that nighty, but I can't promise you'll get it back. Rhett likes to rip them off of me with his teeth like an animal. He's into role playing kinky fairy tales. That little red number will go nicely with our little red riding hood night."

But beneath it—something else pulsed. A whisper. A growl. A dark, ancient echo threading through his mind. Mine. Mine. Bring her to me. Rhett snarled, shaking his head violently to silence it. The bond was reacting—overreacting. Twisting. Something was wrong with her. Something Livia had done. He smelled blood. His vision snapped into focus as the rogue sentries guarding Livia’s hideout came into view. Two wolves lunged. Rhett didn’t slow. He hit the first one so hard its body flew into a tree. The second slammed into his shoulder, but Rhett spun, jaws locking around its throat, lifting, throwing—

Havermouth, Present Time, 1.5 weeks after Retaking Havermouth From the Van Helsings “Fuck, Heath,” Rhett’s muttered complaint was half-hearted and followed by a smothered moan. “Oh…” The mattress moved as he rolled onto his back complaint with Heath’s seduction. Aislen felt the blankets lift, letting in cold air, as Heath rolled to cover his mate and slid down Rhett’s body, nipping and kissing along his torso.

I try to link to her, but there’s nothing. “Oh, don’t bother trying to link to her. Her blood is full of wolfsbane,” Rhett beams. Walking toward her, he then fists her hair, making her look at me. My jaw tightens as I stare at her. “Look at this? So pathetic,” he growls. “So what? You did all this so you could please her? Couldn’t find another bitch to fuck?” I ask with a smile. I know something about Alaric. If I want to ruin whatever they have planned, I will have to use him.

I could see it in his eyes. "You're thinking about it, aren't you?" Liam muttered, his voice dropping lower. I glanced at him, hesitating. "Thinking about what?" Liam leaned in slightly, lowering his voice even more. "The guy in the shadows. Helen, this wasn't a coincidence." I swallowed, arms folding over my chest. "I know." We both turned toward the kids. Rhett was awake, staring at his hands, flexing his fingers like they belonged to someone else. His little sister curled against him, whispering something too low for us to hear.

“When… Before you lost your memory, Rhett had been calling me his ‘mate’ even though we’d broken our matebond. Why is that?” He was quiet as he ‘spoke’ with Rhett, but I could see him grimacing, and I was sure he had gone pale due to whatever ‘torturous’ words Rhett was telling him. I had to stifle my laugh and pretended to wait for his answer with curiosity. Give it to Rhett to lecture him on all the things he had done to me. Hayden swallowed and cleared his throat before answering with his voice instead of through our mindlink, “Rhett has always chosen… regarded you and Lexi as his mate, and… he always felt a bond with you guys; that’s why he could feel whenever you were in danger.”