روايات وقصص ضمن Witcher Fanfic

When a wolf sleeps with someone, her scent lingers on him for days, just like his lingers on her. There’s no trace of Luciana on Dante. And that absence makes my hungry wolf go feral. I start unbuckling his trousers in a hurry. “You are my mate,” he says. I don’t know if it’s the heat or the desire running wild in my blood, but the words make something inside me stir. And just like that, everything that happened the week before fades away. I give in to the need. His cock is in my mouth seconds later. I breathe against him like a starving thing, throwing myself into it.

Felicia was tasting her patience. Felicia closed her eyes and chanted. What Hunter saw next made her change into a naked Ciandra. ** Beta Garrick had a candle in his hand. It was falling on Alpha Hunter’s thin body. Alpha Hunter was repeating over and over, “My daughter is dead. I can’t help you.”

“Anyway, I came here to tell you to reconsider my offer. Give me some of your blood and I will return your pregnant mate. I think it is an easy choice. Ok, I will leave now and come back after a couple of days to get your answer.” The witch said brightly, then she turned around again, but suddenly a huge brown wolf jumped in front of her, making her stagger back. Then the wolf shifted back to human and Cyrus was snarling as he advanced on the witch, who tilted her head to the side and regarded his naked body. “Where is Aryan? Give me my friend back.” The alpha roared at her and she sighed before pinching the bridge of her nose tightly, then she glared at the male.

* Demon asked. I nudged him playfully and he knew I wanted to run, As we ran under the full moon, the wind rushing through our fur, I felt a deep connection to my mate and his wolf, Demon. We were one, our spirits entwined as we chased the night. The forest was alive with the sounds of nocturnal creatures, and we reveled in the freedom of the wild. After a while, we returned to our private spot, where Ryker had set up a romantic nest of blankets and furs. He shifted back into his human form, his eyes burning with desire as he looked at me. I, too, shifted back, my heart pounding with anticipation. Ryker took me in his arms, his lips claiming mine in a fierce, passionate kiss. I melted into h

He knelt beside me, his strong arms pulling me into his searing embrace, his long fingers stroking the back of my neck in that familiar, intimate way. In my presence, he seamlessly switched back to the sweet-talking, devoted "mate" who would do anything for me. "Elara, why did you wander off? I'd go mad without you." "I was praying to the Moon Goddess," I lied, pointing toward the moon, which was shrouded by clouds. Ryker swept me up into his arms and strode back to our cave, then bent down to kiss me deeply. His breath smelled of pine, his tongue parting my lips with possessive force.

“It’s okay if you don’t, love. You are a witch and not twenty one yet, we may not feel it for years, but I am yours, no matter what.” Skyy laughs, “Demon, were you jealous that I was taking your girlfriend?” The mischievous glint in his eyes twinkling as he kisses my hand then runs off into the crowd. “That kid is going to be the death of me,” Damian chuckles at his half sibling’s taunting. Damian’s POV

He didn't want any stranger to approach his girl. "You can help?" Luca finally responded with his cold tone. Luca is an Alpha who doesn't really get too close to his own pack member, including this witch. “Yes. Of course. Before it's too late…” the witch said making the three of them realize that they were too sad and mourn because they feeling lost. Their mate can still be saved and live together with them. Luca put his girl's body back on the bed and let the witch approach her. The witch then placed her hand on her forehead and took a deep breath before closing her eyes. Her head tilted up a little bit like she was looking at far way.

“It’s giving… futuristic fuckboy. Very on-brand for you.” I don’t move. I stay exactly where I am—leaning against the doorway, arms crossed, expression blank. The perfect picture of Alpha control. Inside my head, though, it’s a different story. I picture her on her knees in front of me instead. Those same fingers wrapped around my cock, stroking slowly and teasing while she looked up at me with that same smile. Only this time her lips are swollen, cheeks flushed, mascara streaked because she’s been choking on me for the last ten minutes.

' Not even once did he look at me as he drove a spear after another in my heart. My vision became blurry, a wave of nausea hitting me. My legs suddenly became weak making me reflexively hold onto the office desk for support. I was suddenly feeling lightheaded, but I wasn't going to give up easily. This was my mate, a bond between a witch and a werewolf let alone an alpha was unheard off. So there wasn't backing out now, for my sake I hoped he wasn't planning on rejecting me. 'Ryker please, I want to make it up to you. You..'

as if he were some long-ago gentleman and she a lady strolling through a ballroom rather than two-foot-deep snow. “How did you feel when Sarai chose to protect me rather than stay true to you?” There was truth in her words; she believed that Sarai had made a choice. From the hesitation in Asil’s steady footfall, he heard it, too. “Was that what she did?” he asked. “She loved me better than she loved you,” the witch said. “I am her little butterfly, and she takes care of me.” Asil was silent for a moment, then he said, “I don’t think you’ve been anyone’s Mariposa for a long time.” The witch stopped and switched abruptly to Spanish. “Liar. Liar. You don’t know anything. She loved me. Me! She