Chaotic Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The chaos between her and her parents. The chaos between her and the other stars. The chaos between her and the fans. The chaos between her and HIM. How will a love story start when in the beginning, there's so many things she have to fix. When will the time her past has to be known. When will the time his secrets will be reveal. *************************** Nag-flat na ang linya ng apparatus, tumigil na ang heartbeat niya, kaya sinusubukan ng mga doktor na ibalik ang heartbeat niya.

But then I took a breath of relief when I recalled that Klara would definitely inform him that she had found me and that I was doing okay. “I hope so,” Lea chimed in and I shook my head. She then continued, “Good that we found our mate and it happens to be that delicious looking man.” “Lea!!” I shouted at her and she giggled. I flipped the page that I had been reading and my eyes found that a page was rather incomplete. It just had a drawing of a black creature but there wasn’t much about it. “Najak-The Lich” I read the title of the page out loud to myself as my thumb outlined the drawing of the creature.

Chapter 88: The Triad Strike The canyon hummed with power. It was a chaotic symphony. The deep bass of Victor’s gravity. The high soprano of Lyra’s light. And the steady rhythm of my own Moon Blessed fire. We stood on the edge of the Rift. The green tear in the earth was pulsing violently. It sensed its end. "It will fight back," Victor warned. He held my hand tight. His skin was still freezing but he was present. The black void had retreated to the corners of his eyes.

He was also the future alpha after his alpha Alex. It was afternoon when we came from the run, the party arrangements were setting in. “Dreaming of finding your psychopath mate and running away” an irritating voice came from behind which I recognized immediately as my sister, Myla carnell. “ yup. Dreaming of living a life a normal being” “Psychopath”. she exclaimed and went away flipping her hair.

Her eyes widened and shook despondently without focus as she felt her bond with Harrod slowly slip away. ' No!' She tried to reach for it but it only grew farther and farther away from her grasp. " I, Harrod Dawson, Alpha of the Stingfang pack, Reject you as my mate!" Harrod declared, withdrawing himself completely from his bond with Georgia. He felt empty inside, even though his chest still tinged in pain from the betrayal. However, the pain only fueled his hate and disgust at Georgia. The mere sight of her pissed him off and he ignored her even though she seemed devastated at the moment.

“Shea.” His voice was soft but alert. I blinked at him. “Something’s… wrong. Or right. I don’t know.” He helped me to my feet, and that’s when I felt it, a crack deep in my bones. Not pain. Not yet. Just… pressure. Then the wind shifted. And I snapped. My knees hit the dirt. I doubled over, the world spinning sideways. My skin burned like fire beneath ice. My spine arched. My hands clawed at the ground, no, not hands. Paws.

"I won't let you slip away again." I nodded, smiling as tears fell, this time touched with quiet happiness. Eventually, the story of how Chester and I met at the concert reached Mom and Dad. They responded with harsh condemnation and went so far as to make it public online. Both of us endured relentless criticism, and Atkins Group suffered significant losses as a result. The vast distance between us ultimately forced our separation. I found myself unable to face Mom and Dad or return to college. After packing my belongings, I left for another city and took a job sooner than I planned.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

They felt like Fane's actions were such a joke, and they wondered what he was thinking! It seemed like they were idiots instead. Fane had always known what he was doing. This time, Fane would have earned thirteen million spirit crystals in one go if he won. That sum was no small number even in a ninth-grade clan! After lamenting their fates, a wandering warrior from Chaos Continent suddenly asked, "I think that Fane's quite smart. How could he be falling for Chris and Edward's plan to stall for time? Is he letting them do it on purpose?"

Hey guys, this book is sadly coming to an end with the next chapter, but a second book to this story has been put up. (Second Chance Alpha, The Bond). If you enjoyed this story, then you should definitely go check out the second book and tune in to the crazy ride that Jason and Kimberly are about to take. I just want to thank you all soooooo much for taking the time to read my book and for all the support and love you guys have shown. I really do appreciate it. So once again, thank you all for all the love and support