Toriel X Sans Novels & Stories

My life is already messed up, and I am a shame to everyone. "I, Torian, the future Alpha of this pack, reject you stupid Lola as my mate and sever all bonds between us! I REJECT YOU! " His voice rumbled like thunder, breaking through the core of my heart and spreading that kind of pain which leaves the body numb and the lips clamped all over me.

Solana’s hooves kicked up spray as she dashed alongside Koa and Maddox, the twins giggling and squealing at the chaos while Darion clutched a half-melted marshmallow like it was a trophy. From the far end of the beach, a familiar silhouette approached, cutting through the sunlight like a shadow with attitude. Kensavion’s arms were crossed, feathers ruffling in the warm breeze, his expression an unintentional mix of grump and pride. “Told you I’d find you,” Tora called, shielding her eyes against the sun. “If you so much as breathe wrong near my twins, I will hunt you down across three realms. Consider yourself warned.” Kensavion held up his hands, palms outward, and gave her the faintest smi

I had no idea something so sparkly could be so intimidating "Tiernan has long been accepted into this court, and I will not be disgraced by listening to him defend his place here. He is a Twilight fairy, Torquil. You know that and have embraced it up until the moment you saw him embracing my daughter." "Don't you think she should be with a true Twilight fairy?" Torquil asked instead of conceding. "You mean like Conri?" I smirked; earning a nasty look from both Torquil and Tiernan. "What? He's a bargest, right? That's one of the few true Twilight races." "A lesser race." Torquil frowned, completely confused and completely ignorant of his elitist attitude. "He's not a Twilight sidhe."

"And you play so well." "Thank you, Watson," Ariel said smiling. "I played in college." Watson nodded his eyes sparkling with interest. "I'll have to tell Master Connel," he said. "He'll be impressed." Ariel nodded, "Who's Tori?" She asked finally, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Tori Laurent, Master Connel's ex-girlfriend," Watson said, dusting the shelf. "They were together for a long time?" She asked her curiosity about getting the better of her.

Tori said between bites, “if you wanted us to stop sparring with him, you could just say so.” “Or not,” Rori added with a grin. “We’re doing you a favor. Wearing him down, humbling him. Keeping him from inflating into some terrifying tyrant.” I arched a brow. “Humbling him?” They both nodded solemnly. “You mean, making him so annoyed he might actually combust?” Tori choked on her steak, laughing. Rori nearly spilled his goblet. They might tease, they might cause chaos, but beneath it all, I know they cared.

The delicate touch of Tritan's fingers grazing over a small cut on Finrir's palm broke through his reverie, reminding him of the vulnerability he felt. Unable to contain his desire any longer, Finrir intertwined their fingers and pulled Tritan close, aiming to share an intimate kiss. To his surprise, Tritan turned his face to the side, but instead of rejection, Tritan wrapped his arms around Finrir, exploring the expanse of his back. In that moment, Finrir's eyes widened as he felt the hint of his own arousal brush against Tritan through the wraps they both wore around the upper part of their tails. Tritan momentarily stiffened, but his unwavering determination to examine every inch of Finri

he said to Rhett, who looked down at the vibrator that he held and then looked up with a slow smile. “We have not been formally introduced,” Talen’s smile was wicked as he began to unbutton his shirt. “I am Talen Gawaine, of the Concordia. And you are?” “Heath Gale, Cameron Edison, and Rhett Salem of the Les Guerriers Sanctifies Triquetra,” Heath had recovered sufficiently to respond with his normal aplomb. He lifted his chin. “We have an accord with the Concordia.”

Lorenzo followed his twin but took three steps in my direction instead of one. "No. I don't." "You are provoking us, Tesoro. Very very badly. You are doing something that calls for the beast in us and that beast will devour you, sweetheart." He growled in a gravelly voice drawing closer to me. His twin was still left behind, but I could almost feel him since he was just an arm's length from where I stood glued to the ground. The sexual tension in the bedroom skyrocketed I could almost taste them in my mouth. How did they even taste like?