Xenoblade 2 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Literally starting from scratch. "I understand. My name is Katya. You don't have to worry about the vessel. I have absorbed it from the moment it escaped in your body. It was hard to maintain your own soul while eating his. It taste bitter as well." Ritian praised her. "Job well done, Katya. He deserved it." "Do you hate Wenren, Ritian?" Ritian fought with the need to twist his head and look back. He hastened himself and thought, 'The villagers won't let me out once they caught me.'

She cried out as she was yanked back down to the ground. A ripple of purified rage, wrath and ferocious hostility clouded his vision. His eyes turned blacker than midnight, and his twin hearts hammered erratically in the centre of his chest, threatening to burst out through the thick layers of his heated flesh. The crowd laughed and it only heightened his animosity toward those who stood in his presence. "How cute..." Alpha Helix snarled. "The rogue has feelings for the Alien." "His name is Zeb and he is a Nightengale warrior! You all won't be laughing by the time he is done tearing your precious Clovis apart. Limb by fucking limb!" Clohe added as she yanked on the collar around her neck wit

she said, placing her hand over mine, “that sometimes love makes us do things that push people away.” I flinched. “You think this is my fault?” “No,” she said quickly. “I think you were desperate. And someone took advantage of that.” My heart started pounding. “You think Lena did something?” “I know she did,” Xenia said calmly. I stared at her. “How can you be so sure?” “She’s powerful,” Xenia said. “And power like that doesn’t come without a price. She didn’t just take Griffin from you. She changed him.”

Owen had always been someone who lived on the safe side, and the right side. "Bye, little bro," I said as I pushed the phone inside my pocket, when Blaine finally came back. "I know who is behind this. The asshole," Blaine said with a growl, as I quickly jumped off from Shade. Shade lifted his head peering down at Blaine. "Who?" "Tyrell Raven." "You mean Xanthe's brother?" I winced as I stared at Blaine and Blaine's eyes gleamed as he nodded, his eyes flashing in irritation.

"You are a ghost, alright. A phantom who stole twenty-five years of our love. Garron, find her. Find Seraphina. Bring her home. We have a lot to make up for." I watched them turn their backs on me. They didn't even say goodbye. They just walked out of the room, their scents of cedar and iron replaced by the bitter, cold draft of abandonment. I was left alone in the white room, the monitors still beeping a rhythm that no longer felt like a heartbeat. "So, the high-and-mighty Stormriven lineage turns out to be a fabrication? How... inconvenient for you, Xender." I didn't turn my head. I knew that voice. It was smooth, dangerous, and carried the weight of the Varkane Dynasty. Lucien Varkane was

He collapsed to the floor, trembling uncontrollably. "What's wrong?" Xandra asked with a frown. "She's gone," Simon replied blankly with lifeless eyes. Xandra showed a triumphant smile and said, "Isn't that perfect? Now, no one will stand in our way. Since you've dissolved your mate bond with her, make me your new Luna. I've already planned everything. "Our marking ceremony will be under the ancient tree, blessed by the Moon Goddess. I want the biggest and most beautiful ring. Next, you'll buy me another villa…"

With a simple acknowledgment, Blaze joins her on the bed, and with a tender yet possessive gesture, he encircles her slender waist with the warm cradle of his arms, bringing her into a steamy proximity that melds their bodies together. In this enamored stance, her back finds a secure haven against his firm and reassuring chest, a sensation that sends ripples of tranquility and rapture through her. The curves of her ass find a gentle perch against the region of his groin, a juxtaposition that ignites a subtle current of desire and licentiousness between them. Astrid experiences a delightful combination of tingling sensations and fluttering butterflies in her stomach, an embodiment of the comp

Xienma, Cassie, and Xavier stepped into the labyrinth, their hearts pounding with a mix of excitement and trepidation. Xienma's eyes widened as she caught sight of her reflection in the first mirror. She saw herself and Xavier, their hands entwined, walking through a lush, verdant forest. The sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow over their faces. They laughed and played, their love for each other evident in every touch and glance. It was a vision of a perfect life, one where they were free from the shadows of their pasts and the looming threat of Drax. "Xienma," Xavier whispered, his voice filled with longing. "This is what we could have."

“Pray tell, Alpha Jaxon.” “Believe it or not, within the Dark Flame warriors was a woman named Sable. Turns out, she is my second chance mate.” I finished. “Your second chance mate is Sable Embers?” He asked.