Rhysand And Feyre Novels & Stories

The only thing that should make him suspect it's me has been changed now so I step forward boldly and offer my hand in a handshake. "Dragmir Fenrir, at your service." He nods and plants the most flirty smile he has in his arsenal on his face as he takes my hand. "Rhysand, of the northern Lycans. Eager to have you." I take my hand back and watch him get into the car. Safira is deathly still when I look at her but she's noticed it too. I get into the car and keep my distance from Rhys. I think the playing field just became a tad bit more even.

He looked like he was dead. The Lycan King killed him. That was the first of many scary things about him. I couldn’t trust him. Yet, there was something about him that captivated me. He had saved my life. It could only mean that he didn’t want me dead. I took his hand. The Lycan King helped me to my feet and made me stand next to him. “Kilian,” he said, facing the Alpha. My knees almost gave in at the aura and authority in this man's voice.

“Get a life, granny sourpuss.” By the time we reached Rhaedros' private chambers, I had so many questions. And also - why was his hand still holding mine? As soon as we stepped inside, he released me and turned to the guards. “No one disturbs us.” “Yes, Your Majesty.” They chorused and exited the room quietly. When they were gone, Rhaedros turned to me. “How are you feeling?” I blinked, unsure of how to reply but I settled on one. “My feelings? Well, I feel like I was assaulted by a Lycan”

Even Valen stopped fighting, and stared at me wide-eyed. I bent lower to Zyros, my hands shaking. I tried but I could not stop the blood. My tears fell on his chest as Valen dropped his sword, and rushed towards us. He carried him quickly to the horses and looked back at me once. “We have to leave. Now.” I wiped my face, nodded, and followed him. We mounted the horses while Valen held Zyros in front of him, and I rode close behind. I noticed something in my body with the way I now felt, it was like some of Darius’s strength was inside me now.

More fireworks exploded in the distance. "Do you know what I was reminded of when I saw you for the first time?" Rhys didn’t answer. "A Panther. You are just like it. Dark. Dangerous. Deadly." And I saw something snapping in his eyes. Rhys let out a low curse, turned, and yanked me to him, and I only had time to draw a quick breath before his hand fisted my hair and his mouth crashed down on mine. My arms wrapped around his neck, my body pliant underneath his. He tasted like mint and sugar, and at that moment, it became my favorite taste in the world.

Raven “I’m sorry,” I said wryly, my fingers trembling around the contract. “You want me to pretend to be your… fianceé?” I have to be imagining this, I thought. Surely what Nathan and Dani did to me made me turn insane and I was in some kind of stupor back home. Not only had I washed up on the shore of the Lycan lands, but I had also discovered that I was fated to a Lycan prince who was already betrothed, and now this…

Rafe apologies as he takes a step closer to me. “Why what happened?” Axel presses. “Unfortunately by the time we arrived, Aida was already in her full heat and both boys….” Alpha Ray couldn’t even finish his sentence. The commotion that follows is in true lycan style. I see Lance reach for Rafe and hold him by his throat, but what surprises me next is that Rory is also held by his throat, not by Axel…but by Ricardo. “You dared to try and touch my brother’s mate?” Ricardo seethes in Rory’s face. I can see the colour drop from both Rory and Rafe’s faces. Lance backs his brother with an almighty roar that results in new born baby cries from upstairs.

I'd have never seen myself making a timetable for sex with someone I never thought I'd be intimate with… especially not her. “How far have you gone with the books?” I asked, and she shrugged, reaching past me for the book. She covered my face with her boobs while reaching for the book, and I instantly lost it. I licked the rose between the two of them, feeling my cock harden. “Oh, I'm sorry.” She said, settling back into the bed. “It's fine.” I responded, watching her open the book, covering her body. “Well, Estelle and Maleki are kind of having a battle in the Queen's head for dominance.” Hyacinth said, and I slowly grabbed her thigh. “Although she clearly likes Estelle more, she's conflict

Vaelrion Distance had once felt like a slow starvation; now it felt like hope-forged torment. Boston had reshaped their bond. He watched Lyra step into her power the moment she left Alaska—miles aside, she had entered the life she was meant to live, and the bond answered in kind. With every passing month, Vaelrion’s strength grew alongside her confidence.

I struggled to comprehend what Yaris had just told me. Before I could process it, a sudden sharp pain shot through my arm. Glancing up, I noticed Yaris and Connor both staring to my right. Instinctively, I grabbed a golden band on my wrist. As I held it tightly, a slender blade started to emerge, transforming into a gleaming golden sword. I turned to look in the same direction as the two Fae males. At that moment, another sharp, gray stone was hurled from behind the rose bushes. I couldn't see anyone, but I heard strange, unintelligible chatter. Suddenly, a small round head topped with a faded red hat appeared.