Fanfic Invincible Novels & Stories

“Dinner is close. Come on, get back to work.” Howard nodded. “And the lady?” “I need to check a few things before she can come in.” Howard nodded again, while Lucian checked Marcus' vitals a second time. He was not about to get on Eveline’s bad side by losing her father on the first night. She would eat him alive. A dark smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. ‘Eat him alive.’ He could picture it too clearly. Those pretty lips stretched around his tool, slurping and sucking with that want that was in her eyes a few minutes ago. Her tongue working him, eyes watering as she took him deeper, his hand fisted in her hair while he claimed her throat…

With a face full of grief, I swung the club in a wide arc and brought it down on Violet's calf with brutal force. "He's a fake heir, and you're the real daughter! You'd betray your own parents for some outsider? You've been possessed by a demon!" I kept swinging, shouting my heartbreak with every strike. "Vi, we share the same blood—hurting you hurts me too! But for this family, for the Sanders name, I'm taking care of this villain today! I have to wake you up! A family that stands together thrives! We have to cut out the cancer!"

He drags Lyria down the side hallway toward the private quarters, her soaked dress trailing puddles across the floor. The second they disappear, my mother nudges my dad’s arm. “I had that completely under control, Marcus,” she says, smoothing down her velvet gown. My dad rolls his eyes, leaning down to kiss her temple. “I’m not standing there letting some low-ranking Omega scream at my wife, Vanya.” I stand there, holding the empty wine glass, stunned. In the original novel, Minthe Vale was a spoiled, bratty noble girl who ran off after a border Alpha who didn’t want her.

Other times, he speaks beautifully. Damn... Maybe I just bring out the worst in him. Since our fight last night—if I could even call it that—we haven't spoken to each other, and I have made it a point of duty not to even glance in his direction. What was I even thinking? Getting involved with Dante. The words of those women sting again. "Isn't that Dante's ex-fiancée?" "Come on, that was so long ago," the other one had chided, giggling.

"You are ruin to everyone you meet, and everything you touch burns. The evil in your heart will always subject you to the ugliest fate ever, and I will be no party to that. So I, Fiona, daughter of Adolph of the Cresent pack, reject you, Mactervish, and the entire Ashen Pack as my mate" The man before me took staggering steps- backward, And as the numerous gasps went off, I felt the invincible chord between us shatter into innumerable pieces, and I have never felt more relieved. At that exact moment, Lucas's warm hands wrapped around my shaking hands and pulled me out of the chaos that ensued. THE END.

Alice exclaimed, her voice a mix of astonishment and confusion as she observed the unfolding scene. "We're mates," I whispered, the revelation dawning on me as our magics intertwined, creating a mate bond unlike any other. The realization came with a wave of energy, the unique magic of the mate bond invigorating both Lavina and me. Lavina's previously pale and sickly complexion began to regain its normal colour, and I couldn't resist caressing her cheeks, feeling an overwhelming sense of connection and relief.

“I’m scared I’ll wake up tomorrow and be the only one who remembers any of it.” “And why would that happen?” Liam asked, brows knitting. “Yeah, how are we supposed to forget…” Caspian cut in, “when we’ve found our mate?” Mate? My heart skipped so violently I felt it in my stomach. Sure, I’d read about multiple mates in stories.. But this? No. No, no. I shook my head wildly. “What do you mean mate? Are you guys sure you’re all in your right senses?” “If I wasn’t,” Fredrick said, pecking my hand and giving me that stupid, devastating smirk, “would I be calling you Nicole right now?”

As long as she stayed strong inside and pretended like nothing happened, like she forgot everything… she could achieve a god-tier invincibility! That’s it. Wen the Invincible adjusted her mindset. She got up, wrapped in the blanket like a caterpillar, and shuffled into the dressing room. Opening a drawer, she saw that someone had neatly arranged her underwear by shade and tone… Immediately, her mind recalled how she’d grabbed his hand last night and made him… Made him do it once… and then made him again… Her face—normally expressionless—turned scarlet. “It’s fine, really,” Wen the Invincible muttered with a pout. “We’re not exactly strangers. No big deal.”

"My name, my anger, the Luna selection, everything. It's just you." ‎ ‎The intensity of his words made Jace's heart clench. "But I can’t be your Luna," Jace whispered. "I’m a male....a Null." ‎ ‎Elias leaned forward, kissing his forehead. "You’re mine. That’s all that matters." ‎ ‎"Alpha! Your father said you should....." The butler walked in on them, the shock written all over his face. "OH MY!" ‎ ‎The three stayed in place, in shock. Nobody moved.

She was confused about why Jaxon would react that way, especially since Uriel was his beta. "He doesn't need to get mad at him. Uriel is our friend, and Veronica is still not marked yet. There's a possibility that they might choose each other like they always did when we were kids." Ava smirked. She finally exposed that she was intentionally spitting on those events while she was with Alpha Jaxon.