Into the box || A DUNE FIC
- LECTURAS 4,906
- Votos 104
- Partes 9
Contenido adultoConcluida lun, nov 10, 202545m
Feyd-Rautha x Margot Fenring
It's been a while since he's seen her. Since she made him put his hand in the box in the dimly lit room of her guest quarters. A test. He had laughed in the face of pain. She remembers that laugh well.
Another event, another request from the high priestess that she attend. The night is warm and thunderous as she enters the looming structure. She knows what she has to do, but desire coats her every limb.
Todos los derechos reservados
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Quizás también te guste
Things To Do At Night
It has been three years since her fiancée, Arsion, heir to the Duke of Hastings, left as a knight. Finally, along with the news that Arsion is returning, the rumor that he is going to become a holy knight! 'I can't leave it like that!' Ariel, who was thinking about how to prevent Arsion from becoming a holy knight, accidentally finds a sex education book called. "Sion, I'll teach you what to do at night." A holy knight can only be a man with a pure body and mind. So, Ariel tries to lead Arsion down the path of corruption so that he can't become a holy knight...... 'But what do we do next?' The problem was that Ariel also didn't know what to do at night. * * * "Riel." Arsion called her name affectionately, straining her fingers. Then Ariel's body wiggled and tightened his. The intense pleasure caused Arsion to slowly move his back again, groaning low. "Ah, whoa, whoa! Si-Sion!" Arsion's body moved greatly when he saw me weeping while pushing himself to the root. In the past, he would have wiped away my tears and raised my body right away. But now, he just wanted to keep making Ariel cry. "Ha... Riel." "Ah, ah!" Arsion slowly shoved himself into the deepest part of her and rubbed it against her. With the sound of chirping, lewd water poured out from the bottom of Ariel. It is Ariel, whom I have been with for the rest of my life since I first met when I was six years old. As she grew older, Arsion felt a craving for an unknown reason. Arsion only now knew what to do to appease it, which he couldn't calm down no matter what he did. His hunger could only be quenched by the water she shed.Concluida
The Starlight Series
"You look happy." Mara whispered, her voice scratchy from sleep. "So do you." Feyre whispered back. Mara searched her friend's face, thumb absentmindedly stroking Feyre's knuckles. "You deserve happiness, Feyre, so much happiness..." her voice trailed off towards the end. Feyre was not hers...and now she never would be. - This fanfic will be for all the books and they will all be published in here so you don't have to add multiple 'books' to your library. RysandxFeyrexOC. Will not be a love triangle(well it will be for a little while) but a loving triad. - Warnings for: everything already talked about in ACOTAR series as well as my OC abusive parent(only seen in brief flashbacks but she deals with the after affects), Amarantha takes a liking to my OC and certain things ensue...as well as torture. chapter 26 and 28 are the worst of it, you may skip those and it will not effect the story...I got carried away but I wanted to keep it in. Nothing explicit or detailed, only allusion to what happened or will happen.
Death Never Scared Me
Ever since her father died, Faun longed to communicate with Damien, God of Death. After all, Damien had answered her prayers. She devotes her time as priestess of the temple dedicated to Damien to memorizing forbidden rituals and attempting to perform them without the head priest Cassian's knowledge. If anyone finds out she is attempting these rituals, her entire life could be ruined. On a bitter, winter night, she breaks through. She sees the glowing, yellow eyes of the God of Death staring back at her. Then they vanish. From that moment on, Faun becomes obsessed with summoning the god. Her plan to thank Damien for answering her prayers turns to a plan to be with Damien forever as she falls madly in love with an immortal being who keeps pushing her away.Concluida
Healer
Completed. AzrielxFemale OC - Slow Burn, Fluff, Smut, Soft Az. Lots of Action/Story/Other character involvement. "Coming back is like swimming up to the surface. If you almost drowned already, it takes a while to feel safe taking a breath." The Shadowsinger gets distracted on a raid by a gentle natured female that appears out of place in the camp he's just taken over. He gets his job done, but takes critical moments to pull her aside and offer her refuge in his home city of Velaris. The risk of their conversation costs him, and the next few months are spent overcoming the repercussions, both physical and emotional. Dark magic swirls in Prythian, calling on spells more ancient than the High Lords and Ladies have seen in centuries and wreaking havoc on those who are too young to even recognize the source. A war is brewing and a quiet battle is already raging for the loyalty of the only healer in Prythian possessing the skills to identify and fight back against the sorcery. How will young and old, light and dark, pain and forgiveness, come together to save the land, and each other? Disclaimer: I own none of the characters or places referenced here. All belong to Sarah J. Maas.Concluida
Fox and Fawn
An Elucien Holiday Novella Lucien still didn't look at her. "I have spoken with Feyre. She, as you know, has spell-cleaving abilities - far greater than my own." Another deep shuddering breath. "And she has agreed to break our bond." Elain froze in her seat. Her mind wiped of all reason. Of all words. Lucien continued, "Tomorrow." Elain's heart stuttered. He finally met her eyes, and a warm smile spread on his lips. Warm and comforting and sincere. It made Elain sick. Lucien stood gracefully and held out his hand. Numbly, Elain placed her fingers in his palm. Then he raised her knuckles to his lips, just like a knight in one of the books that Nesta read to her as a girl. Just like a prince. Just like a gentleman. "Happy Solstice, Elain." And he left. *** All chapters uploaded 130 pages, approx 40 K wordsConcluida
Rules for Spies
When she meets his eye, it's like those times when they glance at each other during training, when they're in perfect agreement for an extended, shining moment. Azriel extends his hand, his Siphon gleaming cobalt and his fingers bare even in this cold, the scars an intricate mark of whatever he himself has survived. "Welcome to the mission, Gwyn," he says, and Gwyn wants to savor it, the feeling of his hand wrapped around hers, his long fingers brushing her wrist. The approval she sees in those lovely eyes. She could swear she sees one of his shadows make its way up her arm. &&& While Azriel and Gwyn work to free Koschei's captives, attraction turns into something more.Concluida
Yours, Propaganda | Feyd-Rautha
'And so we would ceaselessly strain against one another - picturing us in constant fight or flight mode. We were both nothing more than Propaganda. And still. We strangely belonged.' Started: 30th March 2023 Warning: This fanfiction weird af be warned
Promise //Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen// Dune
He had laid himself completely bare to her; scars and all-- then peeled off his own skin and ripped open his own ribcage to offer her the deepest thing he could offer her: his soul. She had cradled it and breathed warmth into it... and then destroyed it completely. !!Daughter of the Reverend Mother, betrothed to Feyd-Rautha since birth. !! Book being written based off this ff, diff names etc #1 in Feyd #1 in FeydRautha #1 in Feyd-Rautha #1 in Chani (Feyd-RauthaxFem!oc)Concluida
Blood & Marriage🩸Feyd Rautha x f! Reader
❝𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳.❞ You, an Atreides, the only daughter of Lady Jessica and Duke Leto are married to the violent bald Harkonnen. I wrote all 20 + chapters of this in like three days so spelling mistakes and misspelt names abound.
The unsettling truth can settle your soul
Feyre is stuck in a toxic relationship that she can't seem to escape. Until she finds her knights in shinning armour. But can she decide which knight is more deserving. Or will the universe do that for her? ---------------------------------------------------------- This is my first ever fan fiction so be nice and give it a chance if its rubbish.Concluida
It has been three years since her fiancée, Arsion, heir to the Duke of Hastings, left as a knight. Finally, along with the news that Arsion is returning, the rumor that he is going to become a holy knight! 'I can't leave it like that!' Ariel, who was thinking about how to prevent Arsion from becoming a holy knight, accidentally finds a sex education book called. "Sion, I'll teach you what to do at night." A holy knight can only be a man with a pure body and mind. So, Ariel tries to lead Arsion down the path of corruption so that he can't become a holy knight...... 'But what do we do next?' The problem was that Ariel also didn't know what to do at night. * * * "Riel." Arsion called her name affectionately, straining her fingers. Then Ariel's body wiggled and tightened his. The intense pleasure caused Arsion to slowly move his back again, groaning low. "Ah, whoa, whoa! Si-Sion!" Arsion's body moved greatly when he saw me weeping while pushing himself to the root. In the past, he would have wiped away my tears and raised my body right away. But now, he just wanted to keep making Ariel cry. "Ha... Riel." "Ah, ah!" Arsion slowly shoved himself into the deepest part of her and rubbed it against her. With the sound of chirping, lewd water poured out from the bottom of Ariel. It is Ariel, whom I have been with for the rest of my life since I first met when I was six years old. As she grew older, Arsion felt a craving for an unknown reason. Arsion only now knew what to do to appease it, which he couldn't calm down no matter what he did. His hunger could only be quenched by the water she shed.
Más detallesPautas de Contenido