Scp 049 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He finally had her. THE END

the guy replied, with a hint of laughter in his voice. Preoccupied with my self-indulgence, I was powerless to stop Finn leaving, my body was raging, shuddering under every stroke of my finger. I heard Finn leave the room, and the door close quietly behind him. I then heard the strangers shoes tap on the floor as he approached the bed, and my heart felt like it was going to leap from my chest. I felt so conflicted, my body felt alive with power and ecstasy, but my mind was still my own. What the fuck is this guy? I thought as I felt his leg brush up against mine, and another pulse flew through my body, making me moan out again.

Summoning my courage, I reached down and grasped him through his pants. "Len!" Scar yelped, though he made no move to remove my curious hand. I cocked my head coquettishly. "You want this, don't you?" My strokes grew bolder as I explored this intimate part of him. Scar's breathing came heavier, his voice strained. "Len please, you have to stop..." But I could tell his restraint was crumbling. "LEN!" Scar's sharp tone finally broke through my trance. I jerked back, blinking in confusion.

Trying not to look to hard, I couldn’t tell if they were indeed having sex, but it looked too close to call. Tears forced their ways from eyes while Scott looped chains around my hands, pinning them behind me in my weakened state. “Thank you, Fae Russo,” Scott called, his voice full of glee as he kicked off of me. “It was the perfect distraction to get her restrained.” With his odd words, the sight of my mate and the woman fell from my vision. The woods were empty where they once stood, the scene evaporating into thin air like it never existed in the first place.

Chapter Fourteen Nina My nails dug into the nails of my palm as hope and anticipation swells up in my heart. This is a step ahead , a clear indication that I’m going to be free and will be home with my family soon. I watched Alpha Aiden, following his cold yet calm and collected movements as he took the phone off his ear, pressed some buttons on it and placed his phone on a small vault on the left side of the dungeon. He tapped his hands and a white transparent board ,looking like a medium sized transparent projector, immediately appeared on the opposite side of the dungeons.

"Your okay now love, please don't cry" Fours soothing voice mumbled in my ear as I buried my face in his chest his thumb reaching and wiping away the tears that hasn't stopped flowing down my face. I couldn't stop shaking even when Four handed me his hoodie I was still shaking, not from being cold but from the events that only took place moments ago. I was almost raped, Dylan killed a man and I was now back with Four someone who I'd never thought I'd see again.

Chapter 31. Scar woke up early in the morning, she stretched and let out a small yawn. She sat up wondering how she got into bed because the last thing she remembered was sitting in Skye's car, she didn't remember anything after that. Her hand fell on her bedside table and she reached for her phone. Scar's phone immediately vibrated, and when she checked it she found a message from Skye. "Good morning Scar, I hope you selected well." it read as a smile crept up Scar's face.

The guy asks again, gently. “Yes, please,” Scar answers with panic, only to correct herself, “I mean no, it’s not taken.” “You are very kind,” The guy grins at her friendly. Putting his phone on the table face down, he settles on the seat next to Scar as he tells the bartender, “Something refreshing, thanks.” Scar lowers her eyes and takes a sip, calming her pumping heart that mistook the stranger as Sebastian. In that moment, she didn’t hate the idea of talking to him. What’s going on with her?!

"Make me forget her voice. Make me forget all of them." He groaned, his pace becoming a frantic, wet rhythm that made the metal cot scream against the floor. I locked my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, wanting to feel every inch of the man who had survived a nightmare just to find me again. "You're free, Scar," he gasped, his teeth grazing my collarbone. "You're finally fucking free." We hit the peak together, a violent, jagged release that left us both sobbing for air. We stayed tangled together long after the sweat had cooled, watching the tablet screen as Lydia’s video started to trend across every news platform on the planet.

that scorched the hem of her gold-woven gown. "Let go of it," I whispered, the words dragging out of my throat like rusty nails. I didn't try to pull her hand away. Instead, I leaned down further, pressing my forehead directly against hers until our skin began to fuse at the point of contact, our shared DNA creating a blinding, short-circuiting bridge of violet light. "You want the seed, #42? You want the inheritance? You have to take the dirt it grew in!" The Original’s eyes went wide as my memories began to dump directly into her pristine, unwritten brain.