Conan Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I said doing my best not to buy into her delusion because it only had one ending and it is tragic. “That’s how it starts, that’s how it started with Jayden and me,” She tried to convince me. I rolled my eyes. “Yeah right, are you forgetting the part where he is your mate, don’t push it, woman,” I responded. “He can be your mate too, you never can tell,” “He can’t, I have a mate remember? More like I had and you know him,” “Ari, don’t dismiss it like it can’t happen, there is always a second chance and this might be yours,”

It’s pointless. Before he leaves, he gives Connor a final nod, but Connor ignores him and continues to watch the television. All I can do is stand there and watch him walk out the door. Perturbed, I place the card in my pocket and go to my room. That night, I dream of a good-looking man with cobalt eyes, dark hair, and a penetrating stare. In the dream, we’re naked in bed making love. I wake up the next morning feeling a little depressed. I can’t believe that Declan is Connor’s brother. What are the odds that the man of my dreams is my stepbrother’s brother? It’s mind-boggling. Reaching over to my dresser, I pull out his card, look at it, and place it inside my jewelry box. Maybe one day I’l

Gordon said as I nodded. "Gather the prisoners, they are coming with us.." I said as I mounted on a horse. "Yes Lycan.." .... It is so good to be back in my pack, I had missed everything here. If my Luna was here with me, it would have been the best. The memory of her being raped to death by that damned kai Gael flooded my mind. It was really painful to remember. "Don't worry, the moon goddess would give us another second chance mate..'' Waylen consoled. " I don't want another mate.." I said coldly.

I walked to the garden, sitting on an outdoor chair that was situated at the center for relaxation . This seems like a worst day of my life. I have been so eager to discover my mate, A Luna I pictured to be a strong, virtuous lady. A female I would be proud to show off to my Lycan friends. The moon goddess disappoints herself, not me. I won’t accept heir neither will I reject her but I would make life not worth living for her. I would ensure I torture her till I get to see her soul running out her flesh. The moon goddess has stumbled on the wrong male. I would make the worthless slave suffer for her deeds, her life will be just like a living hell on earth.

Nolan said after Nancy and Slyvia were gone. Anita glared at Nolan. He is the baron but he has done nothing when an issue like this popped up. Instead, he left her to deal with it while he went on ogling his ex girlfriend! Conan could smell the gunpowder in the air and he didn't want to stay here anymore. He just wanted to disappear from this place. Besides, he has something to say to Slyvia ... "Well, today has been a long day. I'm going to go to sleep" Conan said.

But once again I was the only one that was worried at ali she looked kit she was in her own little world and I could take it no more. "You must be joking .." I said to her at that second. And I was not kidding at all, she had to be to be demanding that from.me after last night. "What about last night…Cassandra…?" It was strange calling her name now after so long I could not believe what I had just found out it had to be a dream of some kind no at this point this came off as a nightmare more than anything else to me. How was u supposed to know that the girl that I had rejected in the past thinking that she was a weakling that would do nothing but drag me back would turn out to be the long los

he said in a mocking voice. "You can stop talking now," Conan said, and I smiled at their exchange. They don't realise it, but they are a match made in heaven. It's giving enemies to lovers trope. "I will need to kiss her, I can't kiss her forehead all the time," Kyle said, and Conan shook his head. "Hell no," Conan answered, pulling me closer to him. "Come on, Conan, just a peck," Kyle said, and Conan shook his head. "Never," he said, and I found myself smiling yet again.

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

The bond had just snapped. Which meant… My eyes widened. “She rejected him.” Russ blinked. “What?” The fire beneath my skin surged stronger. That wasn’t Neal’s bond I was feeling. It had never been Neal’s. The realization slammed into me with terrifying clarity. Violet wasn’t just connected to me through some strange shared magic. She wasn’t just a warrior I couldn’t stop thinking about. The bond had been there the entire time. Hidden. Buried beneath Neal’s claim, and the moment she rejected him… It awakened, a mate bond so sweet.

My name is Jennie Dawson. I was just an ordinary college girl whose biggest achievement was pulling all-nighters to read smut novels. Then one night I dropped dead at my desk… and woke up inside the very book I was reading, as a pretty background character who happened to share my name. The heroine, Nancy Porter, was a transmigrator with a system. Her mission was to seduce my brother and turn him into her devoted plaything, living a life of indulgence with her day and night until she could finally return to her world.