Angst Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Lexy,” the voice whispered as a hand punched through my stomach. “You should have joined me.” So that’s it huh? This is how I die, a stake through my stomach and I don’t even get to see who did it? “Wake up! Lexy, wake up!” someone yelled at me. I shot upright in my seat, sweat streaming down my forehead. Next to me stood my girlfriend, Janea. She was tall with curly, jet-black hair, and smooth hazelnut colored skin.

By covering her mouth- with her hands as if; she was thinking about the matter seriously. “I was angry,” Angelo paused and waited for Mark’s mother to ask another question but, the gorgeous tigress only gestured for her to continue talking, and having no choice Angelo, could only continue with his narrative. “I was angry with the fact that your perverted son, sorry for the term mom, is stealing kisses and startling me with an embrace.” After Angelo had spoken his invocation, he blushed hard due to embarrassment since who in the world would be proud- that your nemesis- who had the same gender as you had suddenly gotten into the habit of kissing you hotly and passionately.

Even before he could answer, she quickly added, “And for the record, no, I am not jealous!” Layon had to bite back laughter at that. Everything about Angel from the way that she glared at him to the way her fingernails were beginning to lengthen into claws, digging gouges in the cardboard box she was holding, suggested to him that she was at least feeling something akin to jealousy. “No, Angel, I’m not getting married, and neither is anybody else,” Layon stated quickly, shaking his head and trying to keep his own tension to a minimum, not wanting to feed whatever fire was being fueled inside her.

“Do you dislike that kind of rule in this world where the strongest are like the kings or the strongest are feared as well as respected by many?” I shrugged. “It's neutral, after all, I don't have anything to do in this world.” Again, those words are as if she doesn't belong in this world. Angus secretly clenched his fist. ‘You're right here next to me yet it feels that you're far from me.’ END OF CHAPTER 21

His reaction was immediate; one hand steadied me while the other began to unbutton my shirt. Panic surged through me, but his grip was firm. "Where do you think you're going, Yvette? I'm in this state because of you." His voice was low and close, his breath warm against my ear as he nibbled it gently. "Also, I'm an adult now."

“Oh, I believe it is. You are angered so much about not finding anyone, that it’s putting a block on your sexual drive. You are sad about it and covering it up with so much anger so that no one can see that you are vulnerable” “I’m not vulnerable. I never was. Not since I’ve been a vampire.” The last thing Samson wanted to feel was vulnerability. To him it was synonymous with weakness. If the doctor wasn’t careful with his accusations, he’d soon find himself at the receiving end of Samson’s displeasure. Maybe a physical fight would relieve his frustrations.

ANASTASIA "My Precious Gem. Come to me, my angel." His arms came spreading wide, waiting for my embrace. With the happiness within, I rushed into his arms and hugged him tightly. I felt so much better with him. "Don't be scared, my love. I'm still here." "But not forever," I said, feeling emotional. "Tonight I'll be mated to Alpha Damian. I'll be his Luna and move out of my home. That means I won't get to see you all the time. I... I don't like it."

I began, seething, as rage consumed me, but I was suddenly cut short, by a loud stinging smack on my cheek. "You would NOT use that tone with me, you worthless slut!" she shrieked, and my eyes widened, as I gaped at her. I could hardly process what she had done, as my ears were still ringing when I felt her mere inches in front of me. My hair was suddenly pulled backward, tugging it painfully from the root, as she forced me to stare into her eyes. "For your damned information. I am the only woman Angelo prioritizes. You are nothing but a cheap slut, he probably picked from the club or the gutters, and you should know your pl..."

he sneered, his words laced with a hint of dominance. My face twisted with hate and anger. I had no desire to be tamed; all I craved was his flesh. But it was clear he possessed superior strength and cunning. "Hahaha," I mocked, a bitter laugh escaping my lips. "Haaaaa!" I shifted, assuming a more aggressive form, my fangs bared, claws at the ready, and eyes blazing with fury. I lunged at him, aiming to strike, but he effortlessly blocked my attack with a hidden hand, countering with a powerful blow from his right hand.

It was like I was trapped inside my own body, and no matter how much I tried to gasp for air, nothing seemed to fill my lungs. “Oh come on. She’s just being a drama quee-” “I wasn’t talking to you.” Angel cut her off. “I was talking to my friend.” Anita scoffed, looking from me to Angel and back. “Friend? You call this piece of trash a friend? She’s beneath you.” “No, she’s not!” Angel said, taking a step forward, crossing her arms over her chest. “And I’d appreciate it if you didn’t call her names.” “Why? Cause she’s your Alpha’s girl?”