Tauriel And Kili Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Dearest reader you may want to skip this chapter TW torture and murder. Be advised I don't always included TW this is a dark romance read. This next few chapters we will be heading into Sila's story enjoy. We finally get to know what he's been up too since he got sucked into that portal. Spoiler: It hasn't been fun. Silas POV:

Her lips crashed into mine, her fingers tangled in my beard. ————————————— Laura A primal growl ripped from Talon’s throat as my back hit the wall. I felt his body press against mine, hot and unyielding. His lips moved from my mouth to my neck, trailing fiery kisses down to my collarbone. I gasped, arching into him as his beard scratched deliciously against my skin. “Talon,” I breathed, my fingers tangling in his long hair and tugging gently. He let out another groan, the sound sending an intense heat swirling into my core. His hands gripped my thighs, holding me up effortlessly as he ground his hips against me. I could feel how hard he was through his jeans, and it was making me dizzy with

KIARA. Damon slammed a fist into my desk, leaving a dent. His eyes left Kaleb’s and turned to mine. Seeing him move forward, my heart skipped a beat. “Enjoy this while it lasts,” he spat. As he turned to leave, Kaleb's hand shot out, yanking him back by his collar. The fabric ripped. “I don’t care what the Alpha thinks,” Kaleb growled. “Kiara is my mate. Soon to be your Luna.”

Aurien shifted his weight, turning his gaze to the star-studded sky, indifferent but tolerant. “She knows she carries your child,” the warlock spat vindictively. “She says to me that there is no one here for Liera so much as the crown she will wear. What do you think she means by that, taradrakyn?” I felt the rip pass through the dragon, and his head dropped from regarding the sky. He lifted his wing, examining me for wakefulness. I lay limp, warm and relaxed within the nest of warm furs, observing their conversation with the distance of a child watching a puppet show.

By the time the sun was high in the sky, the danger was over, and the earth was burned black. Kilian didn’t speak a word as the dust settled. He just walked over to her, his eyes wide with respect and a raw, wild hunger. He reached out, his hand shaking as he touched the warm skin of her arm. The feeling between them, once a weak line of sadness and desire, had turned into a huge blazing fire. He pulled her back to the Alpha’s private rooms, his hold strong but changed now—he wasn’t dragging a loser, he was claiming his queen.

The tension between them was palpable, and the cool night air seemed to mirror the uncertainty in the room. Mobali couldn't help but reach out to help Kaerlia with her disheveled hair, but she swatted his hand away with a glare. Her defiance was clear, and the unresolved emotions between them were like a silent storm. "If you're trying to get me to refuse Velia and Eron's mating, it won't work because I've already given my blessings and permission for them to stay in Tasmarei for as long as they wanted," Kaerlia declared, her icy blue eyes radiating anger.

Khailis was in cloud nine; She had only been so happy twice in her young life: the first was when she was chosen as the Second-In-Command of the Royal Imperial Guards Coalition at sixteen after winning the swordsmanship competition for five straight years, and the second was right here, as she took her first debutant dance with his beloved, Gavil. She blushed deeply as she thought of the word ‘beloved.’ She never thought that she and Gavil would turn abruptly from friends to lovers in just a short span of time after confessing to him that she liked him. She could still remember how she attempted to give him a pie laced with truth serum and failed miserably. Weeks before asking him out, she b

I answered curtly, crossing my hands across my upper body. Aurora looked at her friend with shock evident on her face, a scoff followed that. “Did you see that? She just talked back at me.” She told her friend, looking back at me with all the anger and hate she could muster. “Look, I became rogue because of Killian, I want him that bad. Even death can’t separate me from him. Just desist from whatever it is you think you’re doing, it won’t end well for both of us.” She said.

Killian, please, help me. It was a last plea to the man she truly loved. She had fought with everything she had, but her Fae magic was still locked inside her, and she believed her Wolf had abandoned her. Eros could feel her weakening, watched the glow of her magic fading, and he let out a low growl of triumph, tighening his grip he thrust harder feeling his own release nearing. He had won, she would be his at last, he bared his fangs and scraped them over her silky white flesh scoring the area he intended to bite ramming his cock deeper. There were loud gasps and even screams as Killian appeared and wrenched Eros off Tegan, throwing him at his guards so hard they went down like a p

My heart dropped when I saw Talia, standing right outside the door. Anger rose up within me. Just how persistent was she going to be. Once she caught a glimpse of Killian, her eyes lit up. She ran up to him and beamed at him. “Alpha, I have been waiting for you. Do you want me to bring you coffee like I did yesterday-“ Kilian pushed past her and my eyes grew wide. “I will not be needing that, so do not come to my chambers tonight.” The firmness in his voice made my heart leap for joy. I turned back and smirked at Talia. Anger flashed across her eyes and she looked like a vein would pop out from her forehead due to how angry she looked.