Fanfiction Emergency Novels & Stories

Yet in my moment of hesitation, Fandom's attacks rained down upon me. Pain coursed through my entire being. It felt as though I had been struck by a speeding train. My body was sent hurtling through the air, crashing mercilessly into ruins and stirring up clouds of dust that obscured everyone's sight. I found myself buried beneath a heap of debris, groaning from the agony pulsating through my body. As thoughts of Talon flickered through my mind, I realized they were nothing more than futile fantasies. As despair washed over me, the jubilant cries of victory echoed from outside. Through a crevice, I caught a glimpse of Fandom's manic expression.

↳ “Then we need pics to judge” “As an actual therapist: you’re about to lose your license and your life” “If you die can I have your stuff” “OP are you writing a book because this reads like one” I groaned so loud the bed vibrated. Bree was still prancing in circles. (Mate! Date! Mate!) Verm flickered in, looking concerned {You okay?} “No. I’m crowdsourcing survival tips from strangers because I have a date with the guy who almost murdered me, then apologized so now my brain has decided he’s my soulmate.”

his voice bellowed as it faded out. Kira was shouting for them to wake up before she’d even completely exited the privy. She entered the cabin and leaned against the door as she worked to gain control of her breathing. Agatha and Tim sat staring at her with confused looks on their sleepy faces. “We must away immediately,” Kira managed through gasps for air. “Ebenezer came to me. Ye weakened the bonding when ye coupled last night. The vampires are coming!”

I ask just before we make a sharp turn to a wide hallway. “Alpha Daymion has to settle a few things; seal the hole that has gaped since his departure.” “Hmm,” I nod, immediately pushing thoughts about the old man out of my head. “How did we really manage to get here? Last I remembered we were in a cart.” Sir Brak looks at me with one eye closed, the open eye’s brow perked. It is more of a ‘Please do not tell me you don’t know’ kind of look. “The thing about Supernaturalism is that it deals with uncanny stuff like Portals.”

“Understood?” I clicked my tongue, laughed like a mad man, stood up from the bed butt naked, and walked into the shower. Staying in the same room with her was going to drive me crazy. I don’t know how I can be so in love with this girl and take all this crazy stuff she’s throwing at me. I can’t even imagine my life without her for a fucking day. “Alpha, there’s an emergency,” My Beta declared through the mindlink. “What’s going on?” I asked.

With a dangerous smile on her lips, she answered: “To the Vacil Empire.” The man and woman together with the baby headed to their destination. As they drew closer to the borders of the empire, thunders clapped as lightning flashed, giving them a warm welcome. _ To Be Continued _ Authors’ Note: Thank you for reading Immortal Desire until the end. I hope you enjoyed it. Ps. This is my very first book so please excuse any errors you've noticed. I'm working on improving my writing. Announcement: The story continues! If you want to know what happened next… kindly wait for the upcoming fantasy series- The Fangs And Witches! New generation characters, new tales, new love~

~~~ "He wants sex, don't blame him though 2 weeks of being married no sex, tragic. This vacation is leading to pound town and you have to be ready, I going to pick you up at the hospital in an hour for lingerie shopping." "My shift doesn't end till 3 and.." I was interrupted by my ever sensitive best friend.

Every passing day brought more anxiety as she worried about the alpha, Gerald, discovering her pregnancy. Emily had found herself entangled in the web of the Dark Wand Pack after the tragic murder of her parents. Desperate to escape the clutches of their oppressive reign, she had ventured into the night, seeking solace and freedom. It was on that fateful evening that she met a mysterious stranger, their encounter a fleeting moment of heartfelt story telling amidst the chaos.

"And now we're in a jail-type situation. Waiting on my evil adopted monster to come kill the guys and siphon my magic. And they - well, we - did not live happily every after. The End," Kiema finished her tale with a weak laugh. "I'm glad you don't mind standing or laying down, honey. Your ass is mine," I growled low over the mental connection she'd forced open with her banshee screams. "Get me out of here, and you can claim my ass anytime you want, Saint baby."

“I want to,” Soon, we found ourselves in the hospital waiting lounge, listening to the dull and monotonous rendition of the war from my best friend’s perspective. How Damien had besieged them unexpectedly, how Emery had told her to stay put, but was impossible to, due to the amount of Vampires flooding into the territory and threatening her safety. She narrated how Emery had protected her with his life, enduring stabs upon stabs to protect her and her baby from death.