Vault 69 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She has created a machine using sap, crypt stone, and crystal fragments to give it a very rough, thick, and bumpy outer surface. She attached wiring to the bottom curved part of the horseshoe shaped U-BAR to make the machine vibrate and move in and out of both my holes. I start to sweat and become nervous as Lady Candice moves behind me and pushes me down. I scream out loud from the force of the impact from the U-BAR entering my ass and pussy simultaneously.

In front of Malakh, he sprayed thick ropes of hot cum all over Vythea’s face, painting her face with his seed. “Take him along,” he let his cock fall on his breeches. “Lock them both. I’ll deal with them later.” Malakh staggered backwards, and tears glistened in Vythea’s eyes as she clasped her burning groin together. Rhazien blinked. Narhkul didn’t move, like he couldn’t believe what unfolded before him. “The Vault, my king?” Thornek took a step forward. “She’s likely not to leave the same.” Gorvane hissed. “You heard me.”

Mable took a deep breath and asked, "Tell me, what do you know about what happened six years ago?" Anthony chuckled and glanced at the hidden camera in the corner before speaking. "I know that six years ago, you were kidnapped by Aust in Santaviz. He injected you with Necro venom. I also know that after escaping from the laboratory, you had a sexual encounter with a man."

Chapter 12 Sinful Union Content Warning: Mature content. (Diana’s POV) The mattress of Valefar’s bed was like a slab of hot stone, but it didn’t matter. Valefar kneeled between my legs and I wrapped them around his waist. He broke from my lips to kiss down my neck, over my collar bone, between my breasts.

But before I could do anything drastic, Darren wrapped an arm around my shoulders as he watched his brother's struggle like he was a jester performing; I looked at a random piece of dirt on the ground instead, grabbing his hand upon my shoulder. As much as I hated him for what he let his Queen do to me, I still hated to hear him suffer just the same. It sounded like he was dying, and each breathless gasp crushed my soul more and more. But I knew if it were anyone else; I'd care much less. But this man. This monster... Is my fated mate; I'm the Alpha's Fated mutt. And that's the only reason I wished for his suffering to stop. When Vaylor’s lungs finally registered that he wasn’t breathing, he

The knot was locked at the entrance, preventing her seeds from escaping the entrance. Vance’s eyes had gone back to their natural colours and were now looking at each other with exhausted features and tired smiles. 'I love you Vance' the girl whispered, tired to use her voice again. 'I love you more Purple' the Alpha said with a soft chuckle as he leaned down to press a soft kiss on his mate's forehead.

"A chair with a built-in whiskey dispenser and a very loud, very annoying 'low battery' beep. It screams 'I am a broken man who has given up on life.'" I stared at the contraption. "I hate all of you." "We love you too, sir," Miller said, unfazed. "But Ava is right. If you show up in a wheelchair, draped in a blanket like a Victorian invalid, they’ll spend the whole night gloating instead of watching their firewalls. It’s the ultimate Trojan horse. Except the horse has a 12-core processor and enough C4-equivalent digital logic bombs to level the Vance servers." Ava stopped pacing and walked over to me, her eyes softening. She straightened my collar, her touch grounding.

Maybe love, trust, or fear. His jaw clenched, that wall he always hid behind cracking just enough. He nodded, fingers grazing my wrist. That touch sparked heat in my chest, love and war mixing like fire and gasoline. Me, the stubborn hacker with a second chance; him, the alpha who didn’t know how to let anyone in. It was quite the love story. Together, we were unstoppable, or so I hoped. “One,” I mouthed. Selene’s laugh sliced through the rain. “You’re done, Vera. That shard’s mine, and your little love story won’t change a thing.”

CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE: KILLING SPREE GRANT POV ⚠️ WARNING: CHILD ABUSE / GRAPE / TRAUMA THEMES It’s weird, calling your daughter to ask if her friend is back in the hostel, yeah? But it’s also wrong — so wrong — for that same friend, my own girlfriend, to send me a voice note about how fucking Luca Vitellio is her “one true love.”

lilacs , I turned to see Kiara standing there with her hair dripping wet and wearing nothing but a towel. Alec howled in my head begging me to get closer to her. I took a step closer to her and licked my lips. I wanted to taste her, she was close enough I almost could, thanks to the heightened senses. “WOW I swear this mate bond is freaking ridiculous. One minute you’re normal next you’re acting like a sex crazed animal. If this is what finding a mate does to you I’m good” Viviana said behind me sitting on the bed. Shit I cringed a bit hearing her say the last words. This might not be as easy as I thought it would. Charles will have his work cut out for him. I turned to face Viviana “actual