Anne Gilbert Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Since returning home, Finn couldn't shake the need to pretend to be blind. He relied on Keelin to guide him back to his room, where he remained secluded. After Annie had turned down Denis's advances and also returned home, she noticed that Finn's room remained tightly shut, so she refrained from disturbing him.

"I'm going to marry her and make her Mrs. Gilbert." Sean Gilbert did not even blink before choosing my sister, Ruby Larson. Ruby shot me a smug look and then, with a triumphant smile, poured Sean a cup of coffee. Watching the two of them acting all weird, I knew they had to be like me, someone reborn with memories of another life. Ruby, playing coy after serving the coffee, turned to our parents. "Mom, Dad, what's all this about?"

She was with Kian. I looked at them at their table and considered this. They sure looked closed but I wasn’t worried. Kian couldn’t possibly like an omega like her. I was just pissed that Bastain was distracted with her here. Kian was a strategic man with high standards and an established position. Angel was a divorced Omega with a tutoring job and a forum post asking for secondhand competition equipment. The arithmetic didn't produce anything threatening. "I miss Mom." I turned. Finn was looking at his plate with the small, folded expression he got when something was bothering him and he was trying to decide whether to say it.

I could see his scorching hot gaze on me, and couldn't help but shiver under his stare, however, before I could react to his stare, all my irritation turned into pain, making me whimper, as I felt like my insides, were torn in that one second before ecstasy took over me as Alexander entered inside me. "I love you, Victoria Carla Gibberson. I finally got you back after all these years." He mumbled absentmindedly before thrusting inside me into a rhythmic bliss as we finally mated to each other and completed the second step of mating.

“My body doesn’t react that way to anyone else; it’s completely yours.” My smile widens slowly, like a predator’s, as I move her shoulders away, adding some distance between us, “Is that so? Even though you seem to like that Tyler guy a lot?” Angelee opens her lips to answer me, surprised by my words, but I slowly push her down on the bed by the legs, pressing them together until her thighs touch her belly. With her back sunk into the mattress, the soles of her feet touching my abs, Angelee gasps and slides her fingers slowly into the fabric of her blouse, “Are you still jealous of him?”

"I treat others the way they treat me." It must be rare for others to talk back to Gilbert, for he merely raised an eyebrow. A trace of amusement flickered across his face. "So, you're Alyssa Fairfield, huh?" I nodded in response. Gilbert studied me for a moment before shaking his head. "You're quite pretty, but it's a shame that you're not fit to become my Luna." Joanna giggled softly while agreeing with Gilbert. "Precisely. I seriously have no idea why your dad would arrange such a lame mate for you."

I remember the name she gave me clearly. “I’m Mia Gilbert,” she had said. Her name rang in my mind long after she said it. It was beautiful, just like her face, just like her soul. I was fascinated. Curious. I wanted to know more about her. I wanted to see her again. I even imagined spoiling her with money, I could tell she wasn’t well off. Poverty was written all over her. And I knew from experience, women like that never turned down money. They couldn't afford to.

I saw him with his hands in his pockets, leaning against the window sill, as if he had been watching for a long time. "Gauge!" Gerald exclaimed, almost mournfully. Gauge remained silent. Gerald gritted his teeth and glared at Annabelle with resentment. Finally, reluctantly, he said to the chubby girl, "Fine, fine, fine. I'm sorry, okay? Are we done?" The chubby girl was stunned for two seconds, her mouth pouted, and tears welled up in her eyes again. It was not just about feeling wronged, but also the excitement of regaining her pride.

The atmosphere between them had shifted. “Yes?” His voice hadn’t changed much, but there was a maturity to him now, something steadier and harder to read than before. “I’m fine,” she said. “You’ll just have to trust me.” Years ago, Gilbert had once been her neighbor back at her first job placement. A passionate dreamer who’d wanted to join the military, Gilbert had been just a student, brimming with ambition and warmth when they met for the first time. He is so kind, in fact, that even after she rejected him, he still tried to find her again. Raellyn remembered that, even if she had felt it but she’d chosen to disappear. And now fate had brought them back together.

The agony of August’s rejection was too much. I blacked out under the weight of the pain. I woke up in my bedroom. Following the notification from my phone on the nightstand, I reached out in a struggle. The screen’s glare blinded my eyes. There was a new post on Anna Morgart’s social media feed. A photo showed August Sterling staring at Anna with downcast eyes, his gaze tender. It was the same look I had longed for through many sleepless nights.