Six Of Crows Fanfic Novels & Stories

Roxy leaned close to June, brushing her lips against her ear. “See you later, sweetheart.” Then she was off with the blonde, leaving the spot beside me open for exactly ten seconds before Marcus slid into it. Aside from being my fuck buddy, Roxy liked women's too and did whatever she wanted outside my bed. I never cared. She kept things clean, we understood each other, and there were no feelings involved. I sat back, pouring myself a whiskey. Marcus smiled at the girl June. “So… June, right?” he said, moving forward, and resting his elbows on the loungy couch’s top close to her head.

I tightened my grip just enough to make him whimper. ‎ ‎“I bet he hid the marks so well you all didn’t notice,” I continued. “But he has welts and bite marks all over that soft body. He also has a praise kink… one I enjoy very much.” ‎ ‎Ayesha screamed in joy from her seat. “I did notice! And he told me all about that wild night. I guess some disappointments bring blessings!” ‎ ‎Adrian muttered, “He’s anything but innocent,” only to get slapped upside the head by Reya.

People still do it though, a lot of people don't have the moral decadence to uphold rules and regulations anymore. I spend the two days so happy that I'm sure everyone has noticed. It's almost like I was in the clouds. I did my jobs fast and without complains and was always smiling even when Aurora and her minions try their pranks or insult me. It didn't get to me anymore because I know in less than a month, I'll be the Luna and they're going to regret all what they're doing to me now. That's what has kept me going for the past two days. After the second day, things started going south. It started when I couldn't find Ryder. THIRD PERSON'S POV

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Fiona was always million miles an hour, firing on all cylinders. “Nikolay, no. Our mate is name is Felix. He didn’t say he had a twin but then again he doesn’t remember much from life outside working the brothel. And what the hell are you talking about Royal? The royals were killed ages ago. I can’t believe Nathan is my groom if Dad knows he will kill us both.” I said confused everything she had said was causing me to have a headache. Before her or I could ask anymore question we both heard a crackling in the woods. Fiona immediately put herself in front of me taking a defensive pose as a white wolf came out from the woods emitting a low growl.

“My best friend; you didn’t deserve the end you received.” I force down my own tears even though I know they won’t come; she can’t know how much her presence here meant to me. I can’t show her how much it will hurt to see her go. “I don’t even know what to say, Cat; I loved spending time with you but you need to go back to your own time,” I say and break off the embrace by placing my hand on her shoulders. “Hopefully I see you when you Ascend?” “Definitely!” she exclaims, and we hear a crash coming from the screen. We spin around, only to see Luka with Kai’s hand wrapped around his throat. He struggles against Kai’s grip, clawing at my brother’s hand.

June observed. Holding the beautiful gown, I felt a fleeting moment of happiness. But it vanished as I saw Damon walking towards us. It was like a slow-motion scene from a movie where the hero approaches his leading lady. My heart raced, but then he walked past me, placing his hand on June's waist and kissing her passionately. My heart broke at the sight. I averted my gaze, and Julie, sensing my distress, followed me to my room. As I tried to process the scene, I realized it had all been my imagination, a vivid daydream fueled by my conflicted feelings. Damon was close to June but not as my mind had imagined.

I murmured, “that it’s not even about them anymore? It’s about how they make you feel. How they pull out the ugliest parts of you, and you still keep crawling back like a sick little dog looking for scraps.” James stared at me. “You’re creeping me out, bro.” I gave a half-smile, not looking at him. “Just let me vent.” “But you only met the dude since like a couple of days.” I picked up my phone, browsed through my DMs without reading them, and stared blankly at the OnlyFans notification still sitting there. Anonymous69 posted. That was me. That was us. And I fucking hated it. “Get me another drink,” I said.

“We’ve got your back on the ice, Captain. But you gotta be careful. The fan club is funny now, but if we lose Game 6 because your head’s somewhere else… a lot of people won’t forgive you. Including your dad. He’s already calling around asking questions.” I nodded, staring at my phone as more notifications flooded in. The campus was completely split. Half were rooting for the enemies-to-lovers story, making edits and fan art. The other half was calling me a sellout and a traitor who was costing the Wolves their shot at the title. And somewhere in the middle was Danica — holding my gift, caught between two teams, two captains, and two very different futures. I opened our chat and typed a short

The return of normalcy after those three stolen days felt like a cage closing around them. Victor was back, full of stories from Chicago and new deals to celebrate. The mansion buzzed with staff and business calls, but underneath it all, Freya felt like she was drowning in two realities. One where she was her father’s cherished daughter. The other where she was Draven Cross’s secret obsession — the woman he fucked like he’d die without her, the woman he whispered “I love you” to in the dark.