Elorcan [Mature Scenes]

Elorcan [Mature Scenes]

  • WpView
    Reads 513
  • WpVote
    Votes 12
  • WpPart
    Parts 2
WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing8m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Mar 13, 2021
WpInfo
Fanfic
Throne Of Glass
IT STARTS WHEN THEY WERE IN THE CIRCUS AND AFTER LORCAN WASHED ELIDE'S CLOTHES... • • • excerpt • • • "I don't want you or anyone to go there," she said quietly. "I need to." he countered. "What does Morath have something so valuable that you are willing to sacrifice yourself to get it and risk being caught by that...that demon?" she almost sounded angry now. Almost. "I told you. I'm doing this for my queen." "She must be very terrific then," "Yes, she's terrifying," "What?" she searched his face. He swallowed, "I don't expect mortals to understand, " Mortals. She was one. And he shouldn't be smiling at her like that. As if they had forever. As if he was a love-stricken fool. Like gods-damned Whitethorn. • • • • • • • Note that this is a fanfiction(oneshots). All places and characters belong to Sarah J. Maas. There are no OCs in this book.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Mafia AU ToG
  • Somewhere Over the Rainbow
  • Bonds of Light and Fire
  • The Princess of Terrasen
  • Life after the War - A Throne of Glass Fanfic
  • 𝐀 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐬
  • Stuck In Hell With My Enemy
  • Autumn Burn
  • A Court of Mortal Love (ACOTAR Fanfic)

Here is my spin on Throne of Glass but Mafia style! "Aelin looked at the man who was her enemy. He represented everything she hated about this world they lived in. His green eyes stared back. Full of hate. Yet there was some lust lost in the deep green. His silver hair striking against the black of his tuxedo. She had to remember that the gala was neutral territory and she couldn't gut him as they danced around the ball. His eyes roaming her body. Trying to find her weaknesses." "Rowan looked down at the golden beauty. She was heir to the most dangerous mafia family in all of Erilea. She was nothing like Lyria. Who was soft and musical. Aelin was a wildfire wanting to escape her compounds. Yet he watched her dance with her chosen partner. The brown haired young man. Sam was now watching from their families table as he brought Aelin around for one final spin."

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines