Borderlands Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The Borderlands served as the pack's execution ground, located at the edge of a cliff where bitter winds howled year-round. The next morning, two warriors dragged me there like a rag doll. My spine was broken. I had no feeling in my lower body. I could only crawl across the ground littered with sharp rocks, leaving a long trail of blood behind me. Julian arrived with Linda, and Kyle. A warrior held Kyle by the scruff of his neck, dangling him in the air.

I had dreamed of the neutral zones, of a life where the scent of cedar and ozone didn't mean fear. But as I looked at Marta, who was cradling her shattered leg among the grain sacks, and at Kaelen, who had taken a bolt to the chest to shield me, I knew the border was a lie. If Sharon Bloodclaw took this valley, there would be no neutral zone safe enough to hide the last true heir of the founding packs.

My new buddies didn’t hold back in repayment. “We can’t thank you enough, honorable nymph. Please accept our heartiest wishes for your return. Welcome back to home!” As I move towards the border area, they spread their branches for me to step on them, elevating me into the air for a better view. The scene from the top was enough to freeze my blood coursing through my veins, the visual representation of my dreads trembled my heart in my chest. An army of wolves, bears, foxes, and even lycans was fighting against the Royal warriors. The free usage of the modern weapons had converted the borders into a pool of blood.

I offered her everything I had, begged her to break the mate bond by force, and to transfer all the pain of it onto me alone. She glanced at me with a heavy and unreadable gaze before saying yes. When the mate bond broke, I felt the mind-link between Carl and me fray, then vanish altogether. In a single breath, pain tore through my chest, burning outward until it consumed every part of me. Then, everything went black. … Exhausted and hollowed out, I gathered every gift Carl had ever given me, along with that diary, and left them out in plain sight at the castle. I might've once been the Borderlands' Rogue, but half-hearted gifts like those belonged with him, not me. As for anything that was

Whatever I said, she earned it. But a sulking wolf who refuses to shift is a problem. I have a border to inspect and no fur to do it in—so I’ll go as a man. Thank the Goddess this morning’s combat training was human-form only; an Alpha who can’t shift in front of his own warriors is an Alpha with a target on his back. “Damn it. Ten already this week,” Brian, my beta, growls. I crouch to examine the corpse. Three more bodies at the border, the puncture of fang marks at the throat, the blood already dried.

And when he lunges forward again, he is not a man. He is a wolf with brown fur and rippling muscles and sharp teeth. There are markings on his forelegs where his tattoos are inked when he is a man. The male beside Marius shifts and meets James in mid-air, and the two hurtle to the ground, gnashing their jaws. The Borderlands army charges past me, knocking me between them. The rest of James’s men have shifted, and an army of bloodthirsty Wolves charge at them. Marius rears back, grabs my arm, and drags me away from the screams.

he suggested. “Exactly. But what realm? Is it some kind of other dimension? A parallel universe?” He tugged at my chain. I stumbled towards him, gritting my teeth in anger as he smirked. He rose, towering over me. “Have you ever stood upon the sea strand, Callie? Your feet touch the earth, but waves kiss your skin- you are neither on the ocean nor the land. It is a between-place, a place of change and ever-shifting sand. Footprints vanish; the tide advances, then recedes. That is the nature of the Border,” he said sagely.

“Right now, yeah I guess it is, I cross that border into Shadowlands and they both find me eventually. One then the other and it is just insane. A complete whirlwind. I swear they might actually break me one day.” “And it’s just fun? No falling in love, nobody is going to start cat-fighting in the street over you?” “No. And they already warned me if I started to develop feelings towards one of them over the other then it has to stop straight away. They were pretty clear, in their bratty little way, that they refuse to have a mere man come between their sisterhood.”

She had not stopped trembling since she felt the child was listening to something inside the seals. And Dax believed her when she told him. He had long learned never to doubt her instincts. He couldn’t afford to doubt her. Not when the world always kept proving her right. Ahead of them, the borderlands sat like a scar across the surface of the earth. Sharp-edged hills rose ahead, divided by glowing fractures where reality couldn’t heal properly. The air grew thin and heavy with magic that could cut the skin. Wolves slowed as they got closer to the outer edge.

Mom responds. “Well then, let’s go.” Alpha Tiernan says. We piled into our vehicles to drive to the Rouge Lands; we’d agreed to cross the borders in the vehicles. We knew that there would be enchantments to let them know that we had crossed into their lands if they were smart enough. I still haven’t felt Dakota return to me, which was a concern for me in battle since I couldn’t shift, and for all we knew I wouldn’t be able to heal myself the same.