Vox Machina Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Only his mech was destroyed. But would Victor let Malcolm live? Of course not. Victor stomped on the abdomen of Malcolm's mech. The entire abdomen of the mech was flattened, like a pancake. Malcolm, who was inside the mech's abdomen, naturally couldn't survive that attack. "You think you can contain my Funnel? In your dreams," Victor scoffed. Even if Victor didn't stop Malcolm, Malcolm couldn't have taken his Funnel away. Malcolm couldn't even handle the strength of the Funnel itself.

If I hadn’t grabbed his arm, he’d have fallen. The strange game of shoots and ladders paired with a barrel of monkeys aside, I’m just glad to be with him again. I don’t feel right when I’m not at his side. I suppose that’s the bond talking, but I’m okay with that. I’m sure when he’s out of this coma, I will not feel the need to be as attached to his hip as I am now. So, for now, I’m okay with being the clingy mate. He needs me, after all. “So these weird game theme levels. Are they a construct from your mind or Melania’s?” I asked as we reached another platform.

“I thought you’d still be at it.” “Grandfather said it reflects badly on the pack if I’m not here.” Anthony said. “I just really wanted pancakes.” I admitted. “I’m thinking of skipping it.” Daphne said. “I’ve got a Mate, they won’t want me.” “I heard the vampires don’t believe in the Mate Bond.” Anthony said. “I don’t think I would if I didn’t see it everyday.” I admitted. “It does sound like something out of a sappy romance novel.” “Please don’t say that to the vampires.” Daphne said. “That won’t help.”

Adrik bends down towards the screen, resting his hands on the table to support himself, and reads thoroughly. Darwin became immobilised when he noticed hands beside his hands. And, with a shivering voice, he said, 'I-I don't know anything about you, I swear I - I don't know you're suffering from V-m45...' "I mean, I don't know, oh god, what am I saying?" Darwin began babbling. "Stop!!" babbling words, and now explain to me what this V-m45 is.' Adrik questioned him in a rough tone.

The external rumble of the heavy machinery combines with the internal buzzing of the toy to create a surround-sound of vibration that rattles my teeth. "Oh, god," I moan, my head falling back against the detergent dispenser. "Spread your legs," Echo whispers. "Trapping the vibration. Grind against the metal." I widen my stance, my feet sliding on the linoleum. I push my hips back, grinding my clit against the toy, which is being rattled by the machine. It’s intense. It’s raw. It’s industrial-strength pleasure. "The machine is working hard," Echo narrates, his voice dark and rhythmic. "It’s churning. Spinning. Just like you inside. You're churning, Mia. You're dripping."

A blind, mindless, armored corpse fueled by the very substance they claimed to holy-purge. Malachi”s split jaw didn't unhinge”it had been wired shut with thick copper thread. Instead, a sound tore out from deep within his pressurized chest: a horrific, wet, mechanical screech, like a steam whistle blown through a bucket of fresh blood. He lunged.

You wouldn't put your fellow vampires in danger," Mithras tells me and I nod at him. We leave the Ventrue headquarters afterwards. In my mind, all that is running through it is the idea of Rejecting Clara. That would be a very big sacrifice. The moment she entered my life, everything changed. She just came in and then run away with half of me. If I was the same Damien whose family Fabian destroyed fifteen years ago, I would have rejected her without any second thought. When we enter the house, Luther and Victoria welcome us with worried looks on there faces. I just walk past them and walk upstairs. I know the others will explain everything that happened to them.

Archer said. “By then, Micah was begging God to end his misery and take away his worthless life. But God needed him to stay alive, so this time, he created a woman using his fangs, Una. Micah’s second wife. Remind you, Micah and Serith weren’t mates, but since Una was created from Micah’s fangs, she was born with a mate bond and a mate’s bite mark on her neck. This time, God programmed Una to be submissive and feed Micah’s male ego enough for him to stop pleading for death,” father said.

he said shamelessly. Vinca couldn't make heads or tails of what Damont said. Instead, she stood and ran towards the lady wanting to scratch her face off because she felt she was the one who was out to ruin her relationship. Damont couldn't take it anymore, so he hit her unconscious, and Vinca saw black. ***** "You said she would be awake in three days, what happened? Why is she still in a coma? Frost asked.

(Myka POV) After my father leaves me with all these people that I don’t even know that my anxiety started to overwhelm me. I looked over to see the one that is called Micah that I was told he is my twin brother and I think the guy next to him is my mate. A part of me wanted to go over to them, but I was too scared to do so. I just back myself to the corner of the room sliding to the ground wishing that I could reach inside of me to talk to Delmira, my wolf. Sadly because of this stupid collar that she’s latterly trapped inside of me where I can’t even speak to her. It’s like a part of me is lost when they do this to me.