Divergent Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The doctor told me that it would be difficult for me to conceive again. I still remember how he had broken down in tears in front of me for the first time, soaking my shoulder with his remorse. He swore that he had failed me, that he hadn't protected me or our child. He promised that even if we never had children, he would love me just the same. Those vows still echoed in my ears, but the man standing before me now was a complete stranger. I roared in fury, "Get out! I don't ever want to see you again—except on the day we sign the divorce papers."

Elena grabbed the anti-snoring device from the bedside cabinet and threw it at my face. Although I didn't snore, I was forced to wear the device because Elena was mentally weak and suffered from nyctophobia. I jolted fully awake when I thought about the video I had received last night and hurled the device to the floor. I had planned to confront her the next day because I was too exhausted, but at that moment, I realized that I couldn't wait another second longer. "Let's get a divorce. You can force someone else to wear this stupid thing. I'm done."

“Get married to you? How? Why? I literally got divorced weeks ago! I just clawed my way out of one cage, Caspian. I’m not jumping into another one even if it’s for a show.” Caspian rose from his seat slowly, his eyes never leaving mine. “This is different,” he said, keeping his voice completely void of all emotions. “I am not asking you to fall in love with me. Just show up. Let the council believe what we have is real, and I’ll take care of everything else.” “And what happens when the contract is over? Get another divorce and become the twice discarded wolf of the city,” I scoffed, shaking my head in disbelief. “You’re not thinking this through.”

She didn't know that my every touch was an outlet for my forbidden obsession with her brother. I kept moving, sinking deeper and deeper into my hallucination. The sound of Vivian's breath in my ear turned into Davian's voice in my imagination. I lost control between reality and fantasy. At the peak of that emotional and physical struggle, a name almost slipped from my lips. "Dav... honey... please harder..." my heart screamed, while my body continued to perform the charade on her stepbrother's body. That night, on the wedding bed that was supposed to mark the beginning of my new life with Vivian, I instead sank deeper into the black hole dug by Davian.

They wished they could sink into the ground and disappear. This was Gohaven, after all—where an unwed pregnancy and a duped husband were stains that could follow a family for life. After a long silence, Daisy snapped out of it first. She screamed, voice sharp and hoarse, "Lies! Lauren would never do something like that! Ray, you bastard! Just because you're divorced, you think you can slander her like this?" Josh's face twisted with rage. "I'll kill you!" he shouted, lunging at Ray.

Lycus’s soft voice played first: “I’ll come back to you soon.” Sandra’s sweet, scheming giggle followed. “Lycus, can I claim the Devotion Lattice tomorrow? Sundar’s identity would be perfect for our honeymoon story. I get to be Sundar, don’t I?” After a short pause, Lycus’s gentle, indulgent voice sealed all lies. “Okay. Tomorrow, I’ll announce you as Sundar.”

"Althea—" "Watch me," I muttered, and then I began. The words swirling out from somewhere deep within me, a place that had been building for five years with swallowed pride and quiet endurance. A place that endured a miscarriage on a cold floor and a marriage that was an utter lie from the very first day. “I, Althea Silverveil, reject you, Nolan Darkmoon, as my mate, my Alpha, and my bond.” I declared strongly. “No!” Nolan bellowed, staggering backward in shock.

she snapped, shooting to her feet. “Why are you upset again?” Alaric said evenly. His words only made her fingers curl tight. How audacious of him to think she could calm down. His mother and Teresa degraded her at every chance and sought to claim her life, yet all Alaric ever reduced it to was jealousy. “If you keep pestering me with such nonsense and refuse to sign the divorce papers, then I’ll be forced to take matters into my own hands.” Each word was ground out through clenched teeth.

“Your precious wife clearly reeks of another male!” At her words, all protests died in Kaan’s throat, and his eyes moved from his mother to me, stunned. “The bitch has been spreading her legs for another Alpha!” Agnes continued to rage. “She’s been whoring around behind your back, Kaan, and this divorce is just an excuse to run off to her lover!" Kaan shook his head disbelievingly, but I met his gaze coldly. Not even bothering to defend myself. Then slowly, his eyes dropped to the papers in his hands, and he read.

76 ~Dylan’s POV Theron nodded, his eyes still calm and unyielding, as if he expected no more than my words. I let my next words fall carefully, deliberately, measuring them. “I am willing… willing to take her back,” I said quietly, my eyes sharp now, daring him to challenge me. “Because the woman you married… she wasn’t a divorcee. The papers she signed… they were signed under force. I will appeal to the court. I will nullify them. Whatever it takes, I will make it right. I will make her mine again.”