Six Of Crows Fanfic Novels & Stories

With the woman sitting in front of me and the replay of the memories of the battlefield incidents, I had troubles with my attention. “Captain…” I lift my head from the book and stare at June who is uncharacteristically quiet since I grabbed her chin and called her a pet name. Her cheeks flushed with a soft pink hue that made me almost want to do it again. I plant my elbow on the armrest and lean my chin against my fist. “It's Rhys.” Her cheeks flush again. The strap of her nightgown slipped off her uninjured shoulder and settled on her arm. The motion teases creamy skin of her naked breasts which are tipped with dark nipples. I know because I saw them and licked them so many times.

I said weakly as tears flowed freely down my cheeks. "I hate you! I hate you!" She screamed, her voice raw with emotion and exhaustion. Despite her prior determination, Vanessa collapsed in a puddle of blood. "I can't die, not here!" She screamed. I crawled towards her. "Get away! Stay back! Le-leave me alo-" She suddenly started gurgling and flailing like she couldn't breathe. She's drowning in her own blood, she's gonna die... I crawled towards her as she drew her last breath and lay next to her. Her dark red eyes stared lifelessly at the moon, the reflection making them look lighter, like when she was young and innocent.

However, compared to the evil deed that evil woman had done before, a punishment like this was just a child's play. After Jasper injured Sarah, he ran back to where Lil Six was staying. Lil Six had already received the news, but he acted like nothing happened when he saw Jasper coming back in a panic. "Brother Jasper, what happened to you?" “Six, I’m in big trouble!” Jasper told Lil Six about how he beat Sarah and made her lose an eye. “Six, I don’t want to go to prison again. I’ve just come out from there. That’s not a place for humans. I won’t get you involved. I’ll have to run.”

I let her grip me through my pants and spread my legs wider. "Sixth, Hapsburg Absinthe X.C with 89.9%! Are our livers still okay?" Hyatt asked tauntingly, an evil glint in his eyes. But none of us are interested in the challenge anymore; my focus is on the hand unzipping me as I turn my head and slam my lips to hers. "Okay, okay, folks! Nothing to see anymore!" I heard Hyatt announce and heard the complaint from the viewers, but I don't care anymore.

The smell of sweat and lust filled the air so thick it felt like smoke. Ashanti slid over Kai, her back against his chest, her body stretched out. He gripped her hips and pulled her down onto him. She cried out, her head falling back against his shoulder. I stood there, watching, my fists tight at my sides. My body burned again, my rage and hunger twisting together. Ashanti’s eyes met mine across the room. She reached out her hand, her fingers curling. “Come, Alpha,” she moaned. “Take me too.”

"Concise communication." Adrian looked at him. Cassian looked back. Adrian crossed the room and kissed him. When they pulled apart, Cassian rested his forehead against his. "What?" Cassian asked. "You make ordinary things so good." Cassian's hand found his. The bond warmed. Outside, winter settled quietly around the palace. Inside, there was a sweater folded at the end of the bed. Author's Note: Cassian absolutely kept track of which sweater Adrian accidentally stole. He spent the entire day pretending he wasn't emotional about it. Nobody believes him.

**** POV: Alaric He didn't decide to go to her. One moment he was in his room with his hands warm and the sixteenth pulling at everything underneath his skin and the next he was in the corridor outside her door and he didn't remember standing up or crossing the room or opening his door. He just was there. Aiden was already in the corridor. They looked at each other. Aiden's jaw was tight, his eyes slightly dark at the edges in the way they got when the bond was working on him and he was working hard back against it.

I stammered, shaking with terror. "Hmph. You've seen it all. Today is your last day, pervert," he said, his anger palpable. "I'm not a pervert! I'm your fan!" I cried, trembling. "A fan? Are you sure?" "Yes! I am... your fan!" I answered, even more frightened as Drex's irises flickered back to yellow. "Haha! But you ran away screaming when you saw the real me! That wolf was me, Drex Ethan! I am a Lycan!" He grinned, leaning in so close that he licked my cheek, as if tasting his next meal.

My calmness broke. "That's enough!" I snapped as I crossed over to Six and threw him on his bed. I climbed on top of him as he thrashed around. "Hai perso la testa, cazzo! You could have killed me with that goddamn thing!" "Fuck you!" Six grunted. "I thought you had a meeting with your little boyfriend." "You're acting like a jealous child. Do you need me to remind you who has my mind twenty-four hours a day? Who I am still obsessed with?"