Ryn Fisher Novels & Stories

We had dated for years, so I already saw it as a normal thing to get him to me any time I wanted him. I waited for a while till my left foot froze. The moans hadn't stopped. I heard the voice of a lady. It came from the same room. "Fuck me just the way you tear Annie's pussy wide every Friday night," the strange lady kept moaning and I felt a thrust was forcing her to do that. "I wouldn't treat you any less," Damon muttered, his voice sending a cold chill down my spine. "But you even mistook her to be the wolf princess. Annie doesn't allow me in bed."

Perfect place to hide someone you didn't want found. As I moved through the underbrush, my mind betrayed me by dragging up memories I'd spent months trying to bury. The rejection ceremony. Racheal's face. The way her silver eyes had dimmed when I'd spoken those words. *"I, Alpha Mike Freeman of the Crimson Moon Pack, reject you, Racheal Snyder, as my mate and Luna."*

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

“Come here, and I want you to meet Ry.” Then a beautiful girl walked in wearing a pink corsage dress. There was no question she was not Skip and Arella’s. She was a mix of them. Her hair, the shape of her face, and of course, those eyes. I’d talked to her over the video cam and had seen her pictures, but her being in front of me was a justification and a living proof that she truly existed. I knelt in front of her and took a closer look. Rynna felt shy all of a sudden, but able to smile at me.

Zachary praised with a smile, “That’s my wife, so clever.” “Who would do such a thing? It’s truly ruthless and evil. It not only disrupted the dynamics within the Fisher family but also strategically took down Hunter Clark and Celine Fisher. This move has left Madam Fisher in great turmoil. “I have never been to Jensburg myself, but Liberyt has told me about how audacious that impostor Celine is and how she has been confrontational toward Caroline. She even ganged up with others within Fisher Manor to go against Caroline. Arrogant people like her tend to make enemies and incur the wrath of others.

I went closer and sat beside her and as I sat, she held my hand and started to look straight into my eyes, which creeps me off, well, kind of. "Seraphina Agni, my child, my granddaughter, the fated child of Ignatius and Tana, I have dreamt of you." As she spoke, her hand that was holding mine, started to squeeze it hard. She's strong for an old lady, I must say.

Except the son of a bitch was Kevin Mendez, striker for the New York Red Bulls, who got caught cheating on her with an influencer with a fake ass and a blue check. “I gave him everything, Fi,” Raina sniffled, slamming the empty glass on the table. “EVERYTHING. Canceled girls’ trips, missed Beyoncé’s concert, sat in the stands in the rain just to watch him play. And the guy trades me for a bitch who posts ass stories all day? I’m destroyed, girl. Destroyed.” Fiona refilled her friend’s glass, then her own. Straight whiskey burned her throat, but it was a good burn. The kind of pain that distracted from the real pain.

Still, I’ll need to do something about him, he’s been on the council for centuries, and many Alpha’s are fond of him. I can’t kill him because that will change nothing. “I understand, councilman Gerald. From here on, I’ll try to earn your allegiance and respect,” I nod respectfully. His eyes widen, and his jaw tenses. I don’t know if he’s more angry or shocked, but I signal Elias to continue. “As I was saying, Freya is a powerful nymph wielding two elements. She was stopped once before by someone you have all met – Lucinda Carson,” murmurs spread throughout the room, but as quickly as they started, they stop when Jaxson releases a throaty growl.

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

I asked with my cup of tea in my hand. "No shit, Sherlock." She replied with a cute annoyed face. Faine is a beautiful Asian woman with sarcastic comments. She's pursuing to be a teacher in economics, her personality was nothing like me, she was bubbly and outgoing with everyone, social and you feel at ease around her; it's like she's an angel purifying your soul.