Rimuru Tempest Fanfiction Novels & Stories

’ Speed’s anger briefly gave him control over my fingers, tossing the utensils I was holding and catching the attention of Migumi who got interrupted talking with Tara. ‘Do it or I will force more control over our body!’ My wolf’s threat made me squeeze my eyes shut in pressure. Why is he doing this to me?! "Migumi," I said, my voice was low and husky, my eyes locked with hers, "may I have this dance?” ***** (Author’s POV) Migumi’s lips carved into a soft smile as the gentle prince offered his hand to her. She looked into the man’s face, a hint of unwavering trust visible in her eyes.

Laurence's POV: I moan as I found the last few bites of sushi Rei made and started to eat them up, giggling at the taste. Thank you Rei! I heard Toru exploring the kitchen, pulling down a thing of rice and dumping it into a bowl. "Rice~" He laughed and started to make it, humming happily. I looked over at him as I ate away at my sushi. Emile walked in and paused when he saw us before going to look around the cabinets for something to eat. Toru eyed him down then tackled him into a hug and growled playfully at Emile, nipping at his ear. Emile laughed and hugged him before dropping him and decided to cook himself some ramen, doing it on the stove, adding natural ingredients with the noodles. T

Murry knew what he was going to say. "I know, I know. Again," Murry muttered and closed his eyes. "I got it." This time finding the thread was easier because Keltrix was still deep into his dream world. In his mind, Murry strolled up to the viewing window and watched. His cheeks heated. Kel was going all out. He was kissing as if his life depended on it. The alien was touching Dream-Murry exactly like in the bathroom. Their mouths were locked together. Dream-Kel's tongue shaft was driving in and out of Dream-Murry's mouth. A tentacle was wrapped around Dream-Murry's cock, sliding, and gliding. Up and down. The move was hypnotic.

Remy: “Come on, storm queen. We’ve got one more year to be normal before the world remembers we exist.” I lace our fingers, three blackbird beads clinking softly. Celeste: “Normal sounds perfect.” The crown above my heart gives a lazy, contented spin. Outside, the valley steams gentle and warm. The sky is blue. The future is wide open. And for the first time in forever, nobody is trying to kill us, crown us, or drown us. Just high school. Just us. Let’s make it the best year yet. (The storm is resting. But she’s still smiling.)

******** One by one, the people left the palace except Rumi. Rumi couldn't believe her eyes. She was smiling widely, she knew it was Storm who was whistling and when she saw him. Her eyes were glued to him and couldn't tear her stares away from him. She couldn't believe this was Storm, he has grown over the years, muscles and so, so handsome. The people were quiet when he had appeared not because of his skin color, but because they were in awe of his beauty, his eerie eyes that didn't seem to notice her was all she could think about. The only thing which had marred this god on earth was the faded finger claws in his left side of his cheek. But when he had beckoned that girl to come and he ha

The floor was icy under my feet, and the chill shot straight up my spine. Professor Trent adjusted his glasses. Behind the lenses, his eyes narrowed as he looked me over from head to toe. "Did you poison the tiramisu? Actually, save it. You can explain yourself to the police. The college's stance is clear—your grad school recommendation is revoked and reassigned to Andrew." He paused, the corners of his mouth curving downward. "Someone with a character as rotten as yours doesn't deserve it." Rustling sounds spread through the hallway. The doors of the neighboring dorm rooms were all cracked open. Seven or eight heads stuck out, and a couple of people already had their phones raised.

One of the servants took the wheel from Father. As soon as I opened the door and stepped out, I felt all eyes on me. Pack members were standing at various corners of the yard. Some pretended to be busy, but their eyes were on me. Even some of them, who were about to pass by, stopped in their tracks out of curiosity. "The curse has vanished. I never thought I’d see Miss Moonveil’s beautiful face again." "Does that mean she can return to her former position?" "What about Young Alpha? Wasn’t he once betrothed to his mate by the elders?"

The Weight of Fate The tempest had cleared, but its remnants lingered in the atmosphere—thick, moist, and oppressive, like the exhalation of a world on the brink of collapse. Aurora found herself at the boundary of the devastated courtyard, the stones underneath her boots still slick from the rainfall. Although the sky above the Moon Temple was now clear enough for a few stars to emerge, it wasn’t clear enough to dispel the enduring darkness that seemed to shadow her relentlessly.

I promised, pulling Tempest closer, feeling her heartbeat keep time with mine. “This realm... now it’s ours.” ***** TEMPEST 1 MONTH LATER... I dream of drums and fire, of night hunts and desire burning in my veins. Memories of that wild festival night make my core throb. “Mmm...” I moan, feeling caresses between my open thighs. My clit vibrates, worked over by rough fingers prying my folds apart. Wet strokes of tongue slide over my pussy lips, wild breaths huffing against me in the dark.

"Just call me: Mrs. Kim. I've been Raiden's nanny since she was just a baby. I'm also in charge of every task in this house. I'm the only housekeeper in the household." Lumine nodded. "Why is it only you, Mrs. Kim?" The woman sighed with worry about the reason. "Raiden has a trust issue and I was really surprised she brought someone into the house. This is the first time she brings a friend home." Trust issue? First time bringing a friend? Lumine queries in her thoughts. Knowing that somehow made her feel special. The Raiden Morningstar that everyone feared has brought her to her mansion. The first one to step in among the millions. She considers this chance and herself lucky although being