Divergent Fanfic Novels & Stories

"No mate yet. Honestly? I’m not in a hurry. I want to be free for a while longer. I like my chaos unshackled. But... after seeing you and Alpha Black, I’m kind of curious. Like, what kind of magic turns that growly bastard into a human marshmallow?" "He is not a marshmallow," I protested, laughing. "Babe, he’s halfway there," Diva said. "That man looks at you like you painted the stars." I blinked. That was... oddly poetic. Dianne leaned forward, resting her chin on her knees. "Honestly, it’s good to see you smiling like this. Whatever storm’s brewing, at least you know we’ve got your back." "Always," Diva added. I smiled at them, warmth blooming in my chest. They weren’t just warriors assig

I'll wait for you, for as long as it takes, until you're ready. After parting ways with Gordon, I returned to the hotel where I was staying. Thinking about his tender confession, I couldn't help but feel my face grow warm. But the moment I saw Sebastian standing at my door, my entire body turned cold. "Honey." His hair was disheveled, his clothes rumpled—a far cry from his usual meticulous self. "I don't think we have any reason to see each other again. And for the record, I'm not your Honey." His bloodshot eyes filled with desperation as he rasped, "No, you are still my wife. I won't agree to a divorce."

I’d worked myself bloody rebuilding it while he took the credit. But, after his little pack became a large stronghold, I was suddenly the wolfless orphan who benefited from being Luna? “I want a divorce.” “What?” Kaan reared back as though I’d struck him. His eyes clearing as he blinked at me in shock. “You really want to end our marriage over a misunderstanding about tonight?” Before I could respond or pull away, Kaan blocked me with a hand over my head and his mouth crashed down on mine. The kiss was rough, desperate and demanding. At first, my lips didn’t move. Every instinct screamed at me to pull away. Then his dark, musky Alpha scent mixed with the dormant pull of our mate bond, and my

Once again, she looked at Darian with uncertain feelings before closing the door. In her room, Fahira remained awake, gazing at the ceiling. Her hands pressed against her chest, feeling the remnants of her racing heartbeat whenever she was near the man with brown eyes. Fahira wasn't sure if she had fallen in love with Darian. It felt like an owl yearning for the moon, an unattainable desire. The social divide between them seemed as vast as the sky and earth. Her love would only be a fragile thread hanging over an abyss. Fahira had to navigate that thin thread to reach her destination. But she realized she had no choice but to fall into that abyss.

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.

His assistant was behind him, waiting for his next order. "Follow him and give me feedback immediately you find something worth it." "Yes, Your Highness." The fellow exited his presence quickly, hoping to catch Allen before he finally disappeared. As soon as Sky turned around, he met Diva who was dressed beautifully with silver ornaments designing her precious body. Diva was a distant relative, not by blood but she had the strong genes of a vampire. She couldn't turn into one in nature but only possessed a few characteristics. She smiled when she came in contact with Sky.

" Diva breathed gravely, all she wanted was to escape. The Soothsayer entered the room, addressing her softly so that everyone would hear except for Diva herself. "You know you can't fool me with your small fibs." She The tension in Diva's muscles stiffened rock-hard and she swallowed with a closing sensation at the back of her throat. Then coughed the Soothsayer and spoke to the room. "I, in front of every one of you who stand here gathered, pronounce Diva Crest to be Blackfang Pack alpha's doomed mate Alpha Derek Valen." Then was a frosty silence and then room pandemonium was unleashed.

he lay on top of her, pushing her legs apart, ‘Maybe the ‘Divine One’ was right, little one. We should mate and see what happens.’ He was pushing at her entrance, hunger darkening his eyes, ‘No.’ She snapped her eyes open as she realised what he intended, ‘No, Dante, no.’ He changed in an instant, gripping her wrists, he pinned them over her head his eyes turning gold as he shoved her legs further apart. ‘Oh, I think so, pretty hybrid.’ Tegan pushed against his chest,

I stood up and patted my slightly sore knees, saying, "I suggest that you keep a low profile, Ms. Clifford. The two of you should just get a room if you can't keep your hands off each other. Don't do inappropriate things in a public space." Elena flushed before the color drained from her face. "What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you trying to poke your nose into my business when I'm just working out? You should take a look at how much weight you've put on instead. How revolting." I nonchalantly spread my arms and said, "You don't have to feel repulsed by me if you just sign the divorce papers as soon as possible, Ms. Clifford. Also, you should comfort your little puppy. He looks terrif

“Stop it.” He grinned, enjoying every bit of my embarrassment. “I love it when you get all red. But seriously, let’s put our serious faces on.” I rolled my eyes but nodded. “Okay.” Marcus continued, “You told me you want to divorce Ryan. And I didn’t think you said it because I proposed. I believe you. I know you want to divorce that disgusting piece of human.” He lifted my hand as he spoke, thumb brushing across my knuckles. “He’s not even… human. I wouldn’t call him human. Waste, maybe, but that’s still generous.” I nodded sharply. “I was going to divorce him anyway. This is nothing new. Yes, I want to divorce him.”