The Mandalorian Fanfic Novels & Stories

“There are three of us. Only one of you. This is how it ends.” He stepped forward. “I kill your mate. You watch. Since you killed mine with claws, it seems fair to let Vireya shift and return the favor.” Fear should have taken hold. It should have crushed me. Instead, there was nothing left to give. The way I felt, death sounded like rest. “And after that, we kill you,” Mordane continued. “We take over the Obsidian Night Pack. Ronan will tell everyone it was an accident. He becomes CEO of the Bancroft empire. Your right hand. The man everyone knows you trust.”

“While you’re making me your damn sex slave, you mean?” His eyes widened. “There will be sex, but you aren’t my slave. I’m not into anything too kinky.” Mandy shook her head. “I’m not reassured by your promises or your words, but what choice do I have?” He gave her a half-smile. “Indeed.” ***

The last time Mandy checked, almost everyone in the school knew that Daniella didn't appreciate any lady close to her dad. Drawing a long breath, Mandy shook her head helplessly as she got off the bed. She wouldn't blame those ladies, would she? Any lady with clear eyes would definitely flirt with Liam Brandon. He was just too hot and if she were not Daniella's best friend, even she would have begged earnestly Liam to fuck her without mercy. “Come here now, babe,” Daniella called out. Mandy quickly put on a big smile as she strode fast to where Daniella was standing. She thought in her mind that if by chance Daniella heard her nasty thought towards her hottie dad, then she wouldn't hesitate

Mandy’s face froze. Even Levi, as a bystander, involuntarily furrowed his brow. Fresh blood continued to flow, staining half of Mandy’s body red. Her arm drooped weakly, then her whole body softened, her face pressed against the ground, blood gushing from her mouth. “... Lucas...” The man knelt beside Mandy, his face pale as he looked at her, then grasped her hand, writing in her palm, “This dynasty must perish, the Moore family’s army must die.”

Thus, Mango was caught off guard by him and she looked helplessly at Nathaniel. Dylan was Nathaniel's best friend, judging from Nathaniel's level of acquaintance with him, they should still be a buddy of their whole lifetime. Furthermore, what Dylan said was right as Mango could not come and go freely. However, she had just taken over the Dark Night Empire. If she were to let Dylan in so soon, would Madam Ye disagree with it?? Thus, Nathaniel obviously knew what Mango was thinking.? So, he whispered, "This brat is perfect in every way except for his love of money. You can think about the Fallen Paradise later. There's no need to give him an answer now."?

To my cousin. Mandy Hill. She was my father’s brother’s daughter. She was a disgrace to our pack. She was a traitor, because she had been whoring around with every damn warrior of the pack, messing with our reputation. Not only that, she became obsessed with Ezra, who was my father’s nemesis. And that was the tipping point. My father expelled her from the pack. Mandy got the chance to join Ezra’s pack. And three years ago, Ezra accepted her in his pack.

“Forgive me, Alpha Marcel. I’m just desperate to see Mandy. I promise to not cause any commotion if you let her talk to me even just once.” “She’s not here.” “That’s what we’ve been telling him, Alpha. But he doesn't listen,” the guards explained. “Where is she?” I asked. I could barely hold my spot. My world was spinning from worries. “So you never heard about Mandy’s marriage? Well, it’s smart to not let you know. I don’t want to embarrass ourselves in front of Alpha Lucas.” “Marriage?” “Yes,” he answered, completely straight and bold. “She got married today. And now she lives in the Black Moon Pack with her husband.”

I'm so happy my life is changing for the better. We have a blast talking and getting to know one another more. We just click. I claim them as my older brothers, and they are so sweet and funny. I hope for the best for them. I hope the moon goddess shows some compassion for Guy and gives D the courage to tell Derek that he's his mate, finally. We're just finishing our food, but I can't help replaying my daydream in my head. "Hey, Mands is thinking dirty thoughts," Duke says as I blush uncontrollably.

Slow and teasing until she was shaking, then hard and fast until she screamed. Her nails raked down my back, my teeth marked her shoulder, her thighs, anywhere I could reach. I lost count of how many times I made her cum—only knew that every gasp, every clench, every broken plea fed the fantasy: Kianna beneath me, around me and mine in every way that counted. By the time we collapsed, sheets twisted and ruined, the sky outside was starting to pale with early dawn. Mandy curled against my side, tracing lazy circles on my chest, whispering about round two in the morning, how she’d never had it that good, how she’d wait as long as it took for another night.

Xyla hissed but fought back the pain when blood came out and dyed her collar red. “Hurts, doesn’t it?” Mandy leaned down and looked at her, smiling eerily. “Too bad this isn’t enough. I’m going to give you a day you’ll remember for the rest of your life.” She raised her hand, and four men entered. Xyla’s expression froze, and she was pale as a paper. Mandy grabbed her by her arm, pushed her toward the men, and looked down at her. “Yorrick doesn’t like it when other men touch his toy. If I destroy you, Yorrick will give up.”