Subspace Emissary Fanfic Novels & Stories

My head feels like it's underwater and my body feels like it's floating as waves of pleasure coarse through me. ——— "You back with us?" Nathan asks. I blink open my eyes and realise I'm sandwiched between them both. Marcus' hand is running through my hair and I'm holding Nathan's hand. "I'm back," I mumble. "I'm surprised you haven't broken your vocal chords, they probably heard you in the main room," Marcus says with a chuckle. "I was that loud?" "You always are when you go into sub space. A lot of screaming, a lot of mumbling our names," Nathan says and I blush slightly.

Demitri As I hold Alissia close, her breath soft and even against my chest, I can tell she’s still wrapped in a haze, not fully here yet. I know this state all too well—subspace. It’s that rare, deep place submissives fall into when they’ve fully let go, releasing control of their body, mind, everything. Her body is pliant against mine, and her fingers, normally restless and defiant, now rest limply over my heart, as if searching for an anchor.

The beta also whimpered, her head bent down, and hands clenched tight. *** Tell me what you think of the chapter? Damon is Rias mate…poor guy haha ***

*THE POSSESSIVE ALPHA IS STILL ONGOING* *REGULAR POSTING WILL RESUME 12/26/2022. Please check out Emma's Little Rebels for all the latest gossip, sneak peeks, fan theories, and character teasers. I hope you have had a wonderful time with your friends, family, and loved ones this holiday season. XOXO Emma Taylor P.S. I plan on doing a New Years' Eve flashback as well, completely free. ********************** ELLE POV Damon 11 and Elle "Ten"- Before The Spells

DEX "Coming from you, I can't even begin to imagine what that looks like. Whenever I think we're doing well, you shut down on me and run right back to Caroline." Ember sounded sad as she looked away from me. "Maybe it's best that this is almost over. I shouldn't have let myself get so carried away with this. I don't want you to mate me out of pity, or some sick sense of duty to me." My stomach twisted as she said it was almost over.

That she wasn't the only one that had only ever cheated with one person. "Yes, Cassie had to smuggle us out after Nathan shut down air travel between Terres Somnia and Warlanda," she said, allowing herself a frustrated grunt. Travel with Cassie, good. Frustrated grunt, bad. Emily had an interesting relationship with frustration. The more frustrated she was, the more under her skin it meant you were. It was her very complex way of flirting. Flirting with Nathan Dormer, very bad. "If it wasn't for Lord Hunter—"

I walked back to the reception and I met up with Emile who was talking to Dominic who looked at me and smiled. He said, "I'm glad you have your mate, did you tell Ty about us? He has been growling at me a lot," I apologized and he smiled, "It is fine, old news as long as he doesn't kill me." He walked away and I remember Ty probably saw everyone I slept with through my blood but Dominic was a power surge for Anuba, Jade said, "He was hot," and I said, "Shut up, our husband is hot," and she snickered, "Yes, our husband is hot, we even have a cute puppy," and Meadow said, "Leave Tank out of this." She said, "But that fool you have inside our husband, can't stand him," and I laughed saying, "Yo

Chapter 112: Embrace In the ethereal realms that transcended the limits of mortal comprehension, Isabella and Luca found themselves immersed in a chapter that defied the boundaries of time and space. They stood at the precipice of eternity, their souls entwined in an eternal embrace, as they witnessed the culmination of their cosmic journey. As they beheld the infinite expanse before them, their hearts swelled with a profound sense of fulfillment and serenity. They had traversed the realms of existence, overcome trials and tribulations, and now they stood as eternal beings, woven into the fabric of the universe itself.

I find myself completely gobsmacked, if there is anyone who'd know why everything is so blank between me and Emerson it should be my Beta. My gaze drops to the leather coasters under my scotch. I'd set it down earlier and haven't chewed it a bit. I stuck the bitterness up my throat and got my nerves wondering how she would be feeling disconnected from me. A girl like her with a brazen look, her eyes a rare colour, maltreated by her brother, he wishes to keep her and watch her in pain. She's not a threat, I convince myself. "I rejected her. . ." "As expected of a bastard like you!"

“It felt magical.” “Well… maybe?” Ember scoffed. “I guess I wouldn’t know what that feels like. I haven’t found my mate. I’m just here, mate-less and hospitalized while you’re out kissing magical boys.” “Oh come on, Ember,” Piper groaned. “I apologized.” “Yes, and I am milking it appropriately.” Ember pouted for two full seconds… then her expression snapped back to serious. “Now. You mentioned the Widow’s Bane.” Piper stiffened.