Trails Of Cold Steel Fanfic Novels & Stories

Chests thudding and blood boiling extremely hyping and rising towards their boundaries of restrictions. Arkael kept on clasping Zadkiel’s palm on his, unwilling to let go. The warmth radiating from it warms his frozen heart, slowly melting every frosty bit of it. The tainted parts brightened a bit, he could feel it! The loneliness, despair, coldness, and hatred nonetheless faded a little. Solace... Arkael felt it flowing his every nerve as well as the guy in front of him. The surrounding was too peaceful... Zadkiel unconsciously tightened his hold on him too. The sparks and heat coming from their clasped hands made him shut everything around to oblivion.

She didn't know the man's name but she wasn't bothered by that because it would be easier to forget about him than her knowing his name. "I'll love to be your guest, " Daniella giggled. The man roared with laughter, leading her towards the direction of the set of rooms that were at the topmost floors of the club. As soon as they got in, clothes were hurriedly removed and Daniella found herself standing naked in front of him. His length was huge which just made Trina growl happily. "Like what you see." the man grinned. "I love it." Daniella chuckled. Daniella chuckled, taking the reins as she pushed the man on the bed. She climbed him, pushing in as she felt his huge length enter her swiftly.

When he started to move the bed moved with her as he pumped and drove hard and fast into her, grunting like a man possessed. Arric couldn't think, he had lost the ability; the only thing he was cognisant of was the intense pleasure that was coursing through his bloodstream. He had known it would be mind-blowing nothing though prepared him for the intensity of it. He felt her beast and Steelclaw did too. She was a beautiful mixture of gray and white fur. Her gray eyes were beautiful and entailing just like Eirika's. Their connection was explosive. He felt tears burn at the back of his eyelids when he saw, through her mind's eyes, her fears and the horror she had endured. 'We will protect you.

Marcus wanted me humiliated. Fine. I stepped forward, steel rasping free. “You’ve hidden behind chains and dungeons. Let’s see how you fare against me.” Marcus’s grin widened. He drew his blade with a flourish, the metal catching firelight. His soldiers jeered and howled, the sound echoing in the courtyard like a pack of jackals. The clash was immediate. Steel met steel with a crack that shook through my arms. He was fast, faster than I remembered and strong, every blow calculated to break me down piece by piece. Sparks spat into the night as our blades locked, slid, and struck again.

When he pulled up outside her apartment, the night felt strangely calm after the storm of the day. She gathered her things. “Thank you… for trusting me with this.” He nodded once. “Get some rest. Tomorrow won’t be easier.” She hesitated before stepping out. “Sir?” “Yes.” She paused, unsure why the question mattered. “Do you think… we’ll find who leaked it?” His gaze darkened slightly. “We will.” There was something in his tone, certainty mixed with quiet anger. She nodded and stepped out of the car. As she walked toward her building, she felt it again.