Zootopia Fanfiction Rated M Novels & Stories

Casper asked calmly as a plan began to form in his head. “Of course who hadn’t heard of it. The destructive rat who goes out during the day to steal foods from poor villagers after which he dug himself a tunnel to hide at night, till the day the victims agreed to get him. Long story short they placed a burning stick at the other end of the tunnel and the rat had no choice but to run out of the front hole for fresh air...” of course Zion would recite the entire thing. “I think we have a wedding to plan and a rat to catch guys...” he retorted with a sigh and left them standing there confused and bewildered, because they all knew he had a mate.

But Zoe retorted, “We can all be the star of the show, Zuri.” The duo were opposites, but they made me whole. I could tell them apart, yet they feel the same. My wolves began to argue, Zuri taking the highway and Zoe going as low as low could be. I ended up chuckling until Davien opened his eyes. “You are awake,” Davien asked, relief clear in his voice. But to my surprise, Zoe blurted, “He is as dumb as he is weak. I don’t want him as a mate.”

I smiled, “I would love that.” When we finished eating, we all walked to the tree line and changed into our animals. It was certainly weird having wolves and white tigers running together, but we all ran as I led the way, with my mate running by my side. When we got to my rock I stopped and looked around, trying to see if there were any nefarious souls wandering around. I didn’t see or feel any, then I heard my mate, “Are you okay, love?” I nodded, “I’m okay.” I walked to my rock and sat on it. Sebastian sat next to me as we let the waterfall spray us in the face. He mind linked, “This is really beautiful, love. I see why this is your favorite place.” I sighed, “It is, or should I say it was

' Regina grinned inwardly. "Who do you think you are to judge us, huh? You're no better than us. We didn't attempt to seduce our best friend's mate like you at least." Sophia said in a shrill voice. Violet stopped and gave her a' are you serious' look. Then she stepped closer, lowering her voice just enough for the sting to land as she said, "Didn't attempt to seduce our best friend's mate? Who are you kidding, girls. I know you don't seduce each other's boyfriends or mates— because you screw them. You drop your panties for each other's boyfriend behind one another's backs. Yeah, I don't do that. I can never do that because that's your thing, not mine."

she begged, and I sighed and asked her calmly, "Have you found your mate? What happens when you find him?" "I will reject him," she replied swiftly, as if she didn't want to be mated to anyone else except me. Zoey was beautiful, endowed, and curvy. She passed the Luna test, and my mother liked her, but Zion didn't like her. He felt on edge around her, like she was pretending to be nice on the surface, but deep in her heart, she had ulterior motives. You know, like a two-faced person.

I burst into tears again. "It was months before I met you. Rex and I were sure we didn't deserve a second chance mate. Mates are usually considered a blessing, and there was no way I was going to get blessed twice. Zoey didn't have any strings attached, and Rex was attracted to her pure white wolf. It is over for good." "And Tiana? Is she the pack slut you were talking about?" "No. She's Finn's sister... well, I may have slept with her a few times."

The mating bond hummed between them, a constant reminder of their connection, their love, their unbreakable commitment to each other. They had faced their fears, overcome their doubts, and found in each other the love they had both been searching for. Whatever challenges lay ahead—Zeta's revenge, the rogue threats, the dangers that came with Zora's healing abilities—they would face them together. As they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms, both Trent and Zora knew that their lives had irrevocably changed. They were no longer two separate beings struggling alone—they were mates, bonded by blood and love and the ancient magic that connected all wolves to their destined partners.

Her moans turned into something else, her face wore a look that she didn’t wish to see lest she would think she was someone else. “Yes, scream my name. I am your only mate. No one else is… ugh! Fuck, you are too tight,” Zoey groaned and he pulled out of her. Zara, who was panting hard with her entire body dripping with sweat and her crotch smelling of sex, was sacred that he was done. She had felt many bursts of pleasure but she was yet to be satisfied. Zoey seemed to have read her mind because he slid into her wet hole again.

It smelled exactly like Zac. “D-don’t you think we should go back to the party? They’ll miss you,” I murmured in a shaky voice as he pulled me into his arms once again. “Shhh,” he whispered against my ear. There was a sleepy quality to his baritone. “Just live in the moment.” I tried to. I told myself that he was my mate, that it was normal for mates to have sex—even though this was my first time—and that this wasn’t at all rushed. Then he was kissing me again, and I couldn’t think at all.

Damien Perspective "That was fun, wasn't it?" Zyros, my wolf, growled with satisfaction. "Not now, Zyros. I’m not in the mood." I stormed into my office, slamming the door shut behind me. I needed a drink. Badly. "Didn’t you see what kind of mate we got?" I muttered, striding toward the bar. "But she’s ours, Damien," Zyros insisted. "That’s all that matters. I’m happy that she’s finally with us." I rolled my eyes, pouring myself a glass of whiskey. The strong scent of alcohol barely dulled the overwhelming scent that still lingered on my skin. Her scent. "I wanted to mark her right now. I can’t wait," Zyros growled impatiently. "You’ll have to wait," I said firmly, swirling the amber liquid