Venti Fanfic Novels & Stories

ched with every move I made. Aunt Karina believes not only should I be strong with my powers but I also need to be strong fighting without them. I also missed Jeff a lot more than I thought I would. This mate bond is something I still don’t understand fully. I can’t wait to feel his arms wrap around me and feel his soft lips touch mine once again. ‘I can’t wait until we finally finish the mating process’ Anya said smugly. I couldn’t help but blush ‘yeah that too’ I said to Anya. She and I had grown to respect each other in this time as well. It was a nice change from having to literally fight with a part of myself. I heard some giggling from right next to me. I turned and met Viviana's eyes.

Vince said, and he jumped out of the bed. "Okay, Vince. Take a rest now. It's already midnight," Rebecca said to her son while staring at her son leaving Venice's room. Then she looked at Venice. "You too, honey. Go back to sleep," Rebecca said to Venice. Venice nodded and gave her parents a goodnight kiss on their cheeks. While Vince is going back to his room, he sees his uncle Alpha Bryan standing near his door. Alpha Bryan was staring at him. "Where is Andrea? I know you know her location," Alpha Bryan said to his nephew. Vince just looked at him, trying not to avoid his uncle's gaze. They are battling with gaze and Vince is the one who let go first. He looked away from his uncle's gaze.

Looking up at me from her upside-down position, Blanca's eyes met mine. I refrained from smiling amidst the pandemonium, but there was no denying that Blanca always managed to make life interesting. Out of all the Johnson kids, she and I had a special bond. On my twenty-fifth birthday, she had written an Avengers fanfiction where Bucky Barnes and Captain America were more than just friends. It had been entertaining as hell. "Blanca, are you ready to go?" I asked her, trying to maintain a composed demeanor in the midst of the chaos.

Victor POV Damon and I stand in the wreckage of Elana’s apartment, glaring into each other’s eyes. I hate him more than I could ever describe, but it isn’t because he was the last to see our father alive. No, it is because he holds Elana’s heart in a way that I never could. She may deny that she loves him, but I can see beneath her exterior. She loves him, even if she is too stubborn to admit it.

' His words echoed in her mind, stirring the familiar ache of divided loyalties. She typed furiously, weaving rhetoric about diplomatic restraint, economic sanctions over military might, painting Vardo's stance as reckless brinkmanship that could ignite regional fires. But each sentence felt like a betrayal. Vardo's body on that jet—his tongue claiming her, fingers stretching her ass—still haunted her, It reminded her of the hold he had. Yet Vince's hand on hers, the what-ifs of gentleness, pulled at her heart. Torn between brothers, one offering power's edge, the other a president's quiet strength. Her pussy clenched involuntarily at the memory of Vardo's dominance, even as she envisioned V

“It felt real. Like a vision.” Kane and Dax exchanged a worried glance, their bond with her humming faintly with shared unease. Kane reached out, his hand warm and steady as it covered hers. “Tell us everything,” he said gently. “Every detail you can remember.” Vivi recounted the vision as best as she could, her voice trembling as she described the child, the snow, and the shadows that had taken her. As she spoke, the bond between her and her mates pulsed with their emotions—concern, protectiveness, and a simmering anger at the thought of anything threatening her.

“Your life? With him? With the pack? You’re a lock, Angel a, a key, not a person. They’ll never understand you. But I do.” The visions shifted—Lucian, Killian, Mara, the pack, fighting, bleeding, dying, the Veil tearing, chaos swallowing them. I gasped, the mark pulsing, her lies—or truths—digging into me. The bond flickered, Lucian’s presence fading, and I felt it—a crack, not in the tower, but in me, her sinking deeper, the mark spreading, cold tendrils wrapping my heart.

My mind was on one thing, and that was to be in the arms of my Alpha. "Ouch," Azara rubbed the slightly sore pecan brown area. “It’s just that my Dad might kill him before we are even mated.” Venus groused with contemplation. She placed her elbow on the natural wood top of the white metal bistro table and sadly sighed as she rested her cheek on her palm. Alpha Vance had issues with Venus dating. Therefore, she has not had a boyfriend, unlike Azara who was dating Benji, who is actually a candidate for one of two Gamma positions.

Smiling when Vance kisses his forehead and Valen coos cutely. “Where’s Victor? I thought that he would want to be here, especially to report to the council that my handsome mate and I have reconciled.” I took the first spoonful of the oatmeal. Rionna chuckled, “Victor decided to give you some space based on how Vance wanted to rip his Dad’s head off.”

A fact which Vivian couldn't understand. "What are you made of? How can someone be so thick skinned? Can't you see no one wants you here. Not just here, they don't want Dante to even marry you. Its me who is a perfect match for Dante. We know each other so intimately. Compared to me, you are nothing. Just a canary and will forever be his arm candy" Vivian is trying hard to get a reaction out of Serene. And after that last statement, she did got what she wanted. But Vivian was not ready for Serene's reaction.