Borderlands Fanfiction Novels & Stories

she corrected. Ah. There it was. I studied her over the rim of my glass. "The borderlands," I prompted. "How are they?" "Flourishing," Sylvia said. "Finneas is thinking of renaming the territory. Something to wash away its barren history." “That's good," I said. "Please extend my good wishes to him when you return, and tell him that I and him need to go hunting together when this whole Eamon crisis is resolved." "I will," she purred.

As I placed my leg across the white line into the other side of the border, I paused. Alpha Kinn– was I going to see him ever again? My wolf clawed at my insides at the mere thought of him, she whimpered, hurt and pulled back into the corner of my head, with so much force, I felt dizzy. “Shhh Pearl, we’ll be fine– someday,” I sniffed, rushing forward, jumping the border and heading into the outlands. The air shifted almost suddenly, fear oozed in the air and I balled my fist as goose bumps filled my skin. I gulped and dropped my head low, scared I would encounter something else as I pushed ahead.

There must be some sort of explanations that I wasn’t aware about. With that, I reached out the other envelopes and read each letter one by one. * I sensed him outside the border during a sleepover and I secretly went there* * I was meeting him secretly in the forest under the guise of sleepovers* * Everything was perfect and so magical like a dream come true, Selena* * My mate killed that border warrior after deceiving him to enter the pack with other rogues* * On our birthday, I wanted to introduce you to him and asked you to wait at the border first*

"I think it's time you hear the truth about me." "You sure?" "Yes." "Have you ever read about the Northern Border's great beauty?" "I have, but there were only words. Not a single picture of her was drawn though." "I would imagine." "Why?" “Nothing.” “Huh?” "Well, do you know what happened to her in your stories?" "She came to live in the Southern Border but that was it." "Do you know why?" "No." "Well, why don't I tell you why the Northern Border's great beauty end up in the Southern Border."

"Me too, Randall. Our journey is just beginning, and I am ready to face any challenge that the beyond the border presents to us. Together, we can unravel the deepest mysteries and protect those we love." As we continued to explore the beyond the border, we would face new dangers and obstacles along the way. But with our bond strengthened by the confrontation with the main villain, we knew that we could trust each other and overcome any adversity. Throughout our journey, we would find mystical creatures, unravel ancient prophecies and face powerful enemies. But in every challenge, in every moment of danger, Randall would be by my side, his alpha power protecting me and his affection strengthe

As soon as we got to the border we saw wolves on alert but no actual fighting. “What the hell? I thought we were under attack.” I said. “I know. There’s a female vampire. She’s taunting us. She’s jumping over the border and then back again. We can’t actually get a hold of her.” Arlo said. “They’re playing games with us.” Dad said.

POV DARLENE The journey back across the border was not a retreat; it was a Reclamation. As the burning towers of the West’s capital faded into a jagged, orange glow against the southern horizon, the air began to change. The stale, chemical ozone of the Council’s stronghold was replaced by the sharp, punishing bite of Mountain Ice and Ancient Cedar. This was the scent of the borderlands—the place where the "Management" of the city met the Absolute Law of the Pack.

My body trembles as my breath catches in my throat and my heart flips, and I wish to start a run, but it would be futile because I was trapped. The stories I always hear about those who cross the border and never return because that part of the world belongs to them, the dragons!

"I've been in the borderlands since. Surviving." "Alone?" "Mostly." She nodded toward Fen. "He joined me six months ago. Caught him trying to steal from my food cache and decided killing him would be wasteful." Fen, who had been silent until this point, said without looking up: "She threw me twenty feet into a thornbush." "You deserved it," Sable said. "I did," he agreed. The fire crackled. Lira looked at the two of them — the scarred exile woman and the chastened rogue man — and felt something move through her that she didn't immediately have words for. Not quite recognition. More like the arrival of a question she hadn't known she was asking.