Eric And Tris Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Like he’s living his best life with his beautiful, faithful wife waiting for him at home. Meanwhile, his wife has been sleeping with his so-called best friend. Karma at its best. Ever since Trey told me what he did, I wasn’t sure how to feel about it. But right now, at this moment, I can’t help but believe that this is karma. And karma is about to fuck Eric in the ass so bad. I smile wider. "Oh, Trayson is fine. He not who you should be worried about." "Then why isn’t he picking up?" Eric presses. "And why isn’t he reachable anymore?"

Ares's harsh voice snaps me back to reality. The Lycan still wants me and he seems to be very serious about it. Marcus still won’t budge from his seat and all I can do is listen to the both of them. I am still unable to focus because I had just experienced the father of my child murdering his child in cold blood so it’s still very difficult for me to process whatever is going on at the moment. “Just because you’re a Lycan, that doesn’t give you the freedom to do as you….” Rex has not even completed his sentence when I hear him groan out loud in pain.

Professor Ericson must have been her highschool crush, Trisha thought, “but wasn't very much into girls. No, no, he was straight and i suppose he still his but he preferred hanging out with his friends — Francis and your father.” Trisha nodded. That was definitely some information about professor Ericson but it wasn't what she wanted. She deliberated pushing the matter to the aspect of professor Ericson's life she was interested in the most but after a second thought, decided not to. If one thing was certain, it was that it'll make Mrs. Perry suspicious. She sank into her seat and listened to everything the librarian was saying. ‘This is going to be a long, long day,” she thought as Mrs. Per

Alpha Riley There’s something in it for me dwelling on each person’s lives and scooping around knowing that there are mysterious truths behind what their lips limits to tell the world. Lies. Werewolves are predators in their own kind, not because we are capable but only because this is our nature. Our nature is to be the beast of the world. And it's my nature to know everything in this world because I am the Emissary of the Tri-Alpha pack. An emissary who digs every ground to know the information that is needed for the transaction.

****†***†****†****†****†****†****†*** Erica POV I went to stay with Beatrice in their room after lectures, I needed to distract myself by Gossiping and fixing a couple of assignments in Beatrice's room. I had so much on my mind, the fact that I am indecisive about Jeffrey's intentions and my uncontrollable attraction towards Damian. when I noticed she was already sleepy, I left her and headed to my room on getting to the door, I noticed the door was not locked, I opened the door and saw Sophia and Damian cuddling and kissing. I was dumbfounded, I have been suspecting them, but getting to see them together is a sight I was not prepared to behold.

Tresh asked, unable to hide his desperation. “Dr Eric Sparks?” Blaze asked becoming serious. Tresh nodded “Yep, my nightmare” “We checked him out. I am not being modest, the guy is really hot and loaded. Shit, man, he even has a fan club of chicks who wouldn’t mind him looking into their brains. You know how crazy that is?” Blaze responded, not helping Tresh’s predicament. “Gee, thanks Blaze, you really know how to make me feel better” Tresh responded sarcastically. He had a full background check on Eric, if he was not Amaya’s ex, Tresh was sure that he would be impressed with the guy and even be his fan.

I screamed at the top of my lungs and turned around to leave. Just a few steps away, I heard painful groans and worried murmurs from behind me. I snapped my head back to see the three triplets aggressively rubbing their hands on their chest as if they were feeling a sharp pain there. This means one thing, the bond is refusing to break. My heart sank as it became clear that I was getting a mating pull with the most powerful and wealthiest students in this school. All three of them. The Moon Goddess must be playing games with me

Before graduation, my boyfriend, Ethan Johnson and I planned a cross-country road trip. My roommate, Juliet Miller, kindly offered to organize our itinerary. On departure day, her luggage sat in the front seat. Her phone was connected to the car console. The only bed bore a tag ‘Juliet’s Spot.’ Ethan patted my head with a casual smile. “Juliet gets carsick in the back. Be good and sleep on the roof tent.” Driving through the desert that night, they left me at a gas station to guard our gear while they shot stargazing videos. I waited until dawn. Then Juliet posted a photo in our group chat. She wore my jacket in the passenger seat. Ethan’s arm rested behind her chair. My parents

Little did he know that fate had intertwined his life with Emily's in ways he could never have anticipated. When Eric encountered Emily, an undeniable spark of recognition ignited within him. He felt an inexplicable draw to her, sensing a connection that transcended their individual circumstances. Unaware of Tyler's involvement with Emily, Eric's heart swelled with a newfound purpose—to protect her from his father's clutches and grant her the freedom she deserved. As the young werewolf confronted his father, Gerald's wrath and determination to maintain control only intensified. Eric pleaded with Gerald to spare Emily from the proposed forced mating, arguing that true love and happiness could

“I’ll see you in the morning, okay? I promise. First thing.” Her eyes warmed. She nodded, trying to hide her excitement. Gabe slapped my back. “We’ll grill breakfast tomorrow like old times.” I forced a smile. “Looking forward to it.” Another lie. I wasn’t staying for breakfast. Or lunch. Or dinner. I’d be gone before any of them woke up. But I couldn’t tell her that. Not tonight. Not when she’d cried in my arms like I’d left her to drown. I stood, adjusting the front of my pants discreetly to hide the painful erection that refused to leave. Trixie noticed. Of course she did. Her eyes flickered down, widened slightly, and a faint pink touched her cheeks.