Fanfic Invincible Novels & Stories

I still think I believe my friends matter a great deal more than my lover. "You tell me, Clara." She responded. "Tell you what?" I asked her. "Do you think you are invincible?" She asked me. That was confusing. I squinted my eyes as I looked at her. Was she dreaming or something? Or was this another bout of seer thing? "Invincible? Grace, where is all this coming from please?" I asked her. "Well, you, my dear friend, were planning on doing something dangerous without informing me. You were going to sneak out on me." She said to me,

In this moment, they were invincible, their love a beacon that illuminated the shadows, rendering them powerless. As they reached the crescendo of their passion, Vivi felt the last vestiges of her nightmare dissipate, burned away by the intensity of their love. She was safe, not just because of the physical presence of her mates, but because of the deep, unbreakable bond they shared. A bond that transcended the mundane, speaking directly to the soul.

And my forgiving marvelous had loved her even deeper, I felt it, more reason to why I loved her even more. I'd revved up my engine, moved past my parking lot and now on the road when my phone speakers blared with loud music. I usually use a vibrator mode, what the! It was that cunning Chloe. I took time to listen to 'pillow talk' by Zain and the sexual innuendo in that ringtone had taken my mind farther away and that's how I even forgot to take the call that happened to be from Martha.

He was rather sad he had to give up on torturing her, but he had her to thank for getting into contact with Yoshiki, if it wasn't for her, he would most likely not have had the chance to f in and common ground with him, and then he be lonely in this Manor, and become a stalker to his own brother just to see him, he supposed that granting her one more chance wasn't such a horrible thing, also he had Caspian in debt to him now. He smiled as he nodded his head. He really was a Genius. *** Huh, Kenchiki really is the Male lead of this world, Yoshiki had never had a more absurd lie in all of two life's, it figures that Caspian would believe it, poor guy it fortunate that he will never know, or el

In six minutes he would see the woman who had filled such a special place in his life for the past 13 month, the woman he had never seen, yet whose written words had sustained him unfailingly. Lieutenant Blandford remembered one day in particular, during the worst of the fighting, when his plane had been caught in the midst of a pack of enemy’s planes. In one of his letters he had confessed to her that he often felt fear, and only a few days before this battle he had received her answer: “Of course you fear…all brave men do. Next time you doubt yourself, I want you to hear my voice reciting to you: ‘yeah, though I walked through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, I will hear no evil: for tho

He weaved through the entangled darkness, striking at Damien with blinding speed and precision. As the champion engaged Damien in a breathtaking display of agility and combat prowess, the other Ascendants unleashed a torrent of elemental forces. Amelia summoned gales of wind, propelling her allies with gusts of strength. Marcus channeled the earth's power, forming impenetrable shields to protect his comrades. Each Ascendant contributed their unique abilities, seamlessly working together to push back against Damien's relentless assault. The chamber crackled with the clash of opposing forces. The Ascendants' resilience and unwavering unity tested Damien's arrogance and thirst for dominance. Bl

I looked into his eyes, feeling the heavy, unstoppable pulse of his knot inside me, and offered him a faint, wicked smile. “Then I guess... we’re both already beautifully ruined.” I sank completely against his bare chest, letting him wrap his massive arms around my naked body. I knew the danger waiting for us outside this car. Owen was captured, Nolan was unhinged, and Meera was waiting. But wrapped in Zayn's fiercely protective hold, I had never felt more invincible.

All fractured. Then she saw Tristan. He was walking away. But not toward the light. Toward the dark. And she heard his voice again. “Don’t forget me.” --- She opened her eyes in darkness. Cara was gone. The mirror was whole. And inside it—her own face. But smiling in a way she never had. She reached out. And the reflection reached back. --- Their fingers met. Not glass. Flesh. Warm. Alive. Yvette jerked her hand back, but it was too late. Her fingers burned—not with heat, but memory. Flash-cuts of moments she had not lived—lives she had not lived—rushed through her nerves like electricity.

Julian didn't flinch, but a low, guttural rasp vibrated through his chest as the vasoconstrictor hit his bloodstream, his gray irises clouding as they partially opened to track her face in the dim, purple light of the warning beacons. ​"Vance..." he growled softly, his voice dropping into that dark, territorial register that resonated straight through her body armor. "The text... on the line... it’s him." ​"I know who it is, Julian," Vivian replied smoothly, her fingers tightening around his cold palm until his fierce, dominant gaze anchored entirely back onto hers. "The Iron Fang warlord thinks he has established a flawless bottleneck. He thinks my father's protocols can be extracted throug

Four counts out. I made it to two before my breath shattered again. “Bang” I heard the door slam open. The door hit the wall and he was already scanning the room before it finished moving. He found me on the floor and something crossed his face that he did not have time to control before he was crossing the room and dropping to his knees in front of me. Lucian Crane, Alpha King of the Ironfang Dominion, on the floor to my level. "Hey." His voice was different. It was not cold. "Hey. Look at me."