Eric And Tris Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He must hate me. Or he’s laughing at me, thinking my love is nothing more than a crush. And worse, I’ve made things awkward between Tristan and my father, to say nothing of how I’ll ever look my father in the eye again after he caught me and Tristan having sex. Eric will probably hate me—and who can blame him? I’ve let my infatuation, my obsession with this man turn me into a liar. A girl who will stop at nothing to get what she wants.

His eyes fell on me, and his mouth tightened, then he looked away and turned to Callie whose confident posture was betrayed by the tremble in her fingers. “What the hell is going on here, Callie?” He growled. Callie flinched, almost slightly but it didn’t miss my eyes. She swallowed, and lifted her chin looking at Tristan with all confidence as if she was unfazed. “Alpha Eric demanded an apology after being disrespected by the Ferguson bitch.” She flicked her eyes at me. “this is her way of offering it. That’s all.” That’s all? As if that justified the disgusting game she created.

Giving her a connection and comfort. Eric’s intense gaze shifted from Cat’s eyes to her inviting mouth. With a momentary pause, he leaned in, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. As she gasped, he eagerly deepened the connection, their tongues entwining eagerly. Cat put her arms around his neck and she instinctively slid her hands through his clean, lush hair, scratching her nails over his scalp. Which caused Eric to groan into her mouth. It was thrilling to know she could affect him so easily.

Erish eyes turned bloodshot with anger making his forehead every vein pop up at this moment. "Erish, I already made up my mind." Eric looked at him with a quiet face. "But why? Why do you want to leave? You already did that before. Do you know how much Mom-Dad missed you?" Erish words made Eric's lips seal. As he continued. "Eric, do you think going far from Angela's life makes you forget about her? Can you succeed last time when you left the city?" Erish words pierce his heart. But he still answered," I know it's going to be hard. Still, I'll do that."

“Rowena doesn’t like scary movies.” Adrian raised an eyebrow. “Oh, you don’t? I can—” “I do like scary movies,” I said, shooting Eric a warning glare. “He’s just messing with me.” “Oh.” Adrian looked back and forth between the two of us, but said nothing. The three of us made our way to our seats, and of course, I got stuck in the middle. Eric leaned over as the trailers began to play, whispering in my ear. “Sorry for crashing your date,” he murmured.

"I made myself clear last night." Ethan froze. "We're fated mates... rejecting the bond will cause a backlash. Ivana, I told you, you're my only one..." "The only one? Not since Oliva showed up," I said. "Don't worry, I won't bother you two ever again." Real panic flashed across his face. "No... that means I'll lose... my power will..." "Fade?" I raised an eyebrow. "That's what you're really afraid of, isn't it? Not losing me. Losing the power boost I give you as your fated mate."

I reread the message once again because I thought I was just imagining things. "Trish, read this." I passed him my phone. "Wow! Yes!" he exclaimed. "Finally!" "Aren't we looking for her?" I asked, wondering. We still didn't meet her, how did she know that Dreammy Pen wants to work with her? She already got in touch with the company? How did that happen? "Yeah. We are looking for her," Trish responded. "Then have we met her?" He shook his head. "Not yet."

Ethan looked very surprised. Turning to Tessy, Eric said, “Tessy, go back to your office.” Tessy nodded immediately and left the office. The soft sound of the door closing filled the quiet room. Ethan turned sharply to Eric. “Eric Edison, are you telling me you are interested in both sisters?” Ethan asked. Eric’s face remained expressionless. “Stop talking nonsense. I don’t want you getting close to her,” Eric replied coldly. “Why?” Ethan asked.