Eric And Tris Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He touched her cheek gently and she glanced up at him. “You really are an overbearing prick sometimes, you know that?” “Yeah, I know. I have your best interest at heart, so you forgive me. Right?” “Heh. Hardly.” “Yo, Sed, what’s taking so long?” Eric called from the end of the hallway. “Is Trey coming over or what?” Sed had completely forgotten that he was supposed to call Trey. “Change of plans, dude. I have to go do something with Jessica real quick.” Eric rolled his eyes and made a sound of annoyance. “You know bands break up because of their singers’ girlfriends for a reason.”

Draven raised his eyebrows, "Eric, what's up?" "I finished your chapter," he handed the drawings back, and when Draven noticed there was not a single correction, he frowned. "You didn't write anything, was it all good?" Eric gulped; he could not lie or else he would lose his job. When he did not respond, Draven raised his eyes, meeting his gaze with his piercing blue irises, "Eric?" "I can't really say," Eric lied, "I'll have to read it again—" "Then why are you leaving?" he seemed angry, "Read it again right now."

Lucas laughing while they cooked together. Lucas smiling over a bowl of instant noodles. Lucas shyly thanking him. Lucas kissing his cheek. Eric closed his eyes. "...Why can't I stop thinking about him?" His Alpha answered before his mind could. Because he's important. Eric's jaw tightened. "No." Find him. "I just left him." Go back. Eric actually turned halfway toward the apartment building before freezing. "...What am I doing?" He stared at the lit window on the third floor. Lucas was probably inside by now.

------- Eric was happy when the time was almost six. It's time for him to go home. He packed the papers he was working on into his briefcase, stood up from his seat and walked out of the office. Alex and Tom were waiting for him. He entered the car and Tom drove off. On the way, Eric asked Tom to stop at the ice cream parlor. He bought some ice cream for Katrina. He was hoping to win her over with this. They got home soon and he came down from the car and walked into the house.

Usually, it would be filled with Luca, Sarach, and some of my close men arguing, playing chess, and having fun. Now all I can think of is how awkward it would feel with Eric here. They might just see him as a fuck boy and would not accept him. And after all he has gone through I don't think he would need anyone to reject him or make him feel unloved. Right now I want to be in Florina. In their small town, Eric puts on my bathrobe and cooks or watches a movie. Anything but here with these people. My phone rings fine, dragging me grim thoughts. It's Eric.

Serena smirks, “See? He likes it. You don’t need to touch his food. You don’t need to—” “Shut up, Serena,” I snap before my mouth can stop being suicidal. She blinks. Then slowly, the smirk returns, but sharper now. “Why are you even acting like you know him that well? How would you ‘know’ his favorites? His habits? His dislikes?” My stomach drops. That was a trap. A big one. I spent months with him that’s what. Dante stills beside me. Her voice becomes venom-sweet. “Go on, Eris. Tell us.”

Branded the daughter of a traitor, omega Haelena Fangforte has spent years surviving cruelty, bullying, humiliation, and the hatred of the members of the Moon Crest pack, Especially the Bloodworth triplet Alpha heirs—who believed her father murdered their mother. When fate cruelly binds her as the destined mate to all three Alphas who despise her, the Moon Crest Pack is thrown into chaos. When the battle for supreme Throne begins between the Triplet Alphas, They must win over the heart of the woman they all resent with passion to secure the crown. For Haelena, her nightmares become her unwilling protectors, and also will break her in all sweet and bitter ways. Two qu

We need to stay focused. Once Ivy, Skye and Thea come back from seeing Cade and Ivan, we all go to the kitchen to make dinner. At first I was surprised that both alpha couples want to include me in their plan, since I’m not their family. I can see that they’re all really close, especially Hunter and Thea. Those two seem to share some special bond that no one can understand. It’s different than the average mother-son connection or the mate bond, or even the ‘witch bond’. It’s like they have their own little world that only they understand. Maybe it’s because they’re both Undeads…

This time, I'll write about the unhinged Tribrid and his angel. A dangerous tribrid king. An angel who refuses to fear him. A bond neither of them expected. A soft giggle slips out of me. If my readers could see the real Tribrid right now—shirtless, clutching me like a giant emotional support teddy bear—they would lose their minds. I keep writing, minutes stretching into hours. The words come easily tonight, pouring out faster than I can catch them. Maybe it's the adrenaline. Maybe it's the strange comfort of having him here beside me.

Entranced by the magnificent sight, Erik patiently awaited Kurt's return. ("No, this cannot be possible...") Kurt whispered through their telepathic connection, his hands instinctively moving to wipe away tears that he hadn't even realized were falling. ("Are you alright, Tricc?") he asked, mindful of the impact pheromones could have on his emotions. Tricc responded with a resounding roar, causing the eyes of all three men to glow in the characteristic hues of their Lycgers.