Alvin And The Chipmunks Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Petrified, I could only watch helplessly as my hands and feet distorted, fingernails elongating into razored claws while coarse silver fur sprouted from my skin. My spine arched sickeningly, realigning into a lupine structure and my face elongated into a deadly snout filled with dagger-like fangs. When the metamorphosis was completed, I found myself hurtling through the underbrush on all fours, paws churning up great swaths of loam as Ria fled headlong into the forest's secretive embrace. "Ria, stop! Please!" I pleaded desperately through our mindlink, my voice raw with anguish. "We can't just run away from this! I...I need to talk to Damien, to try to understand why he-"

Only light conversation, Alvin’s laughter, and loving glances filled the room. Alice still occasionally recalled the past—her father’s hatred, her step-sister’s betrayal, Fiona’s death. All of it remained, but it no longer haunted her. She had overcome it. She had won. She was free. One afternoon, Alice saw Morgan and Alvin fixing a small bicycle in the backyard. Morgan taught Alvin how to turn the bolt, and the boy followed diligently, even though his face was smeared with oil. Alice looked at them with sparkling eyes. “You two are so funny,” she called from the terrace.

Five years ago, I disappeared without a trace, leaving my mate Alpha Rene Beck to believe I was dead. Now I've been found. And Rene isn't the young man I left behind anymore. He's stronger. Colder. Crueler. More dangerous. The kind of Alpha who can command a room with a single look, and make my body remember exactly what it felt like to belong to him. But for him now, I am just his runaway mate who shattered him and vanished without explanation. And he is just the Alpha who calls my 4 years old boy a bastard, who has no idea he's looking at his own flesh and blood. He drags us back to his pack and informs me that in four months he's marrying my half-sister, the woman who helped ruin my

Alvin is happy about this of course and after I reluctantly let him out of my site he brigs us food and to tell everyone to not step near our room because his wolf is possessive as fuck. I like it though and I would not change it for the world. this is my happy ending.

It was better than anything I had before. Then the big day arrived, Pamela’s sixteenth birthday. The entire house was decorated like a party for a six-year-old, bright colors everywhere, laughter echoing through the halls. They looked like the happiest family alive. Meanwhile, I sat in a quiet corner, out of sight. That was when I overheard Pamela chatting with her friends. “Oh, Alan is coming today,” she said, giggling. Alan—the alpha’s son. The boy she’s been obsessed with for years. “I wonder if he’ll turn out to be my mate.”

You know, I still have a plan to bring you in the heaven, yet you did not wait on me. Mommy, just hug me!!! At this situation, Alvin is crying like a cat to see his confidant who is crying in the front of the coffin. Will Eric go back to his sweetheart in the Wells City?

Winnie pursed her lips and complained. "Why do you say so. This is the first time dad is seeing you and he has always liked Velma. He must be shocked. Give him some time and he will like you." Alvin said. Alvin and his dad did not have a good relationship. His dad had always wanted more from him. When he was in high school, he liked to mess around with girls and always got himself in irrelevant fights. His dad was always the one to clean up his mess and that left him pissed off. It was not until he met Velma in college and his behaviour changed for the better. His dad has always been grateful to Velma.

“Let’s get out of here.” Nodding fervently, Ian climbs up from his mother’s lap and gives Alvin’s shoulder a little shove. Alvin laughs and then turn away from his brother, running out into the woods a little way away from the cabin. Ian follows him eagerly – not so far that they couldn’t hear their parents if they called, but certainly far enough to lose sight of their parents being all lovey-dovey. “I know they love each other,” Alvin says, panting a little after his run as he looks over his shoulder. “But do they have to be so gross?”

If the school authorities wouldn't protect me, maybe a real Alpha would. I made it back to my dorm, my resolve hardening with every step. My roommate, Alicia, was already there. She was the campus "it-girl"—a blonde, blue-eyed cheerleader who had every guy on campus tripping over their feet to breathe her air. She was lounging on her bed, looking uncharacteristically dazed. "Alice?" I asked, dropping my bag. "I need to ask you something." She blinked, focusing on me. "Shoot." "I know you don't believe me about Bryan," I said, my voice firming up. "But I’m done being a victim. I need to find the leader of the MoonStone Pack. You know everyone—tell me where he is."