Sander Sides Fanfic Novels & Stories

There was a slight commotion behind Hunter as Sandy broke through the crowd, rushing to Hunter’s side. A shot of anger fills me as Diana growls deep in my chest. I don’t know why I should feel angry at seeing Sandy inspect Hunter for injuries, clinging to him like wrapping paper. The mate bond is almost broken between us, so I shouldn’t feel jealous. But the sudden memory of Hunter’s searing kiss from hours before fueled my growing irritation. True, I do owe Sandy a big ass whooping, but now wasn’t the time to expose my true identity. I caught her hateful glare when she realized who Hunter left her for. I smirked and flipped her off before turning back to Damen to continue dancing.

he said. I immediately swallowed and shook hands with him. "Zekailah Anderson," I said softly. She smiled at me. It was as if I had seen him but I had forgotten where. Damn! I was startled when someone grabbed my waist and took my hand away from Sander. My possessive husband. "She's the one who needs you, she's my wife so stay away," Zac said softly. Sander suddenly chuckled. He just shook his head as he laughed at what Zac said. Great! Now he is feeling jealous. He already knew why I was jealous in the past.

Darion's hand found mine and held it without making anything of it. "There is one more thing," Soren said. The tone shifting back to careful. "The thread being fully open in you now. It will not close again. You cannot go back to the fraction you were using before. You are what you are, completely and permanently, and the world is going to feel that." Soren paused. "People will be drawn to this sanctuary differently than they were before. More of them. From further away. Because the thread recognizes itself and you are the clearest signal it has had in centuries." "The sanctuary becomes something larger," I said.

She's mine,' Sandro mentally said, after he got back to his seat. While Demie at that moment, she can feel the stare of the man that is driving her crazy. This is bad for her. The thought of giving her cherry to Alastair is fading. But, she won't change it. She doesn’t know Sandro's status. At his age, he may have a girlfriend. So she will not change her mind.

What is Sander doing here and with that Damien of a guy, did they knew each other since. But Sander's next words made me felt like I have been dipped in ice. "How was life with you mate? Didn't go well huh" he was literally grinning from ear to ear. He stopped above me pulling me up by my long hair, staring at me coldly. "Lilac, Lilac Lilac, did you really thought that I would leave you alone with that rogue alpha?" I shivered...if I thought Sander was an animal before, now he look ruthless and vicious like he could just waste my life any instant.

Sandy answers. “Okay then, but ready yourself to see broken faces of your dates.” Sandy’s mouth hangs open, wearing a shocked look on her face. “You can’t do that, Phoenix, and you are scaring her away.” I hold his hands. He snorts. “Why are you doing this?” Sandy asks. “You are my sister, haven’t figure out yet?” I hit his arm. “You’re being sarcastic, Alexander Phoenix!” Sandy scowls. “Do you know who they’re planning to set you up with?” he asks.

"Yes, grandma! Thank you!" I had once asked Sander what sort of agreement he had with his grandmother. Sander that about his future mate. It turned out that Sander asked who should be his mate. As soon as he mentioned that Lady Clariscia was going to be his fated mate soon, I could have sworn my jaw dropped at that time. "Our son will become her second mate, right?" I asked, turning at Desmond while I was breastfeeding Saoirse. Our children were playing in the garden. I already told him about it. Desmond was amused once he learned that Sander could never forget Lady Clariscia.

My arm was in a wrist splint temporarily because it was still hurting despite how many days it had been. “Are you sure that it’s Xander and not Leo? Because I definitely want it to be Leo to be worried for me instead.” At my statement, Sandy places her hands on her hips and gives me a look. Geez, can’t she let a girldream, even just for a second? For famous idols, they sure know how to crush someone else’s dream. “If you guys want a report, you can get it from Stella.” I decided to change the subject.

“Introduce us to your lady friend, Derrick. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her here before.” Derrick pulled her forward, squeezing her hand. “Honey, this is Lucas Holt, Cole Madison and Ren Holt-Madison. Guys, this is Sandra. She is mine.” The simple introduction sent warmth all the way to her toes. His matter-of-fact way of saying she was his. He was saying publicly that she belonged to him. That he was her Dominant and she his submissive. If she thought she would ever be embarrassed to be introduced this way, she now knew she was wrong.

“Please don’t stop.“ My lips curved into a thin smile as I slapped my belt against her skin. The pain blending perfectly with the pleasure. Our laughter echoed through the room, as Sarah’s moans intensified. In no time, our dick pounded inside her walls simultaneously rotating from her vagina to her anus and back. Her cries filled the room as we drilled her pussy till it was completely spent, and there was no energy left in her to hold on. After the party, we went home, looking very used up. "Imagine if it had been with Nadia," I suggested. "Then let's make it work," Sandro said, sounding very ecstatic. "We will torment her until she has no hiding place," he added.