Fanfiction Invincible Novels & Stories

But it all felt distant to Elara now, muffled, as though she and this stranger stood inside a small bubble the rain could not quite reach. "I don't know you," she said, though it came out less certain than she meant it to. "No," he said again. "Not yet." There was something in the way he said it. Not yet. As though it were a fact already decided, a sentence already written somewhere she could not see. As though they had a future together that he alone remembered. She should have left then. Every instinct told her to turn, to walk quickly back into the crowd, to forget she had ever locked eyes with the Black Villain on a rainy street corner. She had heard the stories. She had heard what happe

I despise controlling men. I hate that Blade sent me here blindsided. He might have been attractive and turned me on earlier, but he was scaring me. The stare he was giving me made me feel small and weak. I despised feeling small and weak I kept my mouth shut, but I was very alert. I'm very familiar with dangerous looking men. This man was dangerous and his gigantic hands would definitely snap me like a twig. I am prepared to run if I get a chance.

In fact, everything I am giving him will never comapre to the pain he subjected me to. This man broke me. In his hands, I was Battered and Broken Yet I remained Invincible. This idiot and left me for dead but I somehow survived. I believe my survival was for a reason and this reason was for me to live to get rid of scum like Connor from this universe. I start cutting him slowly, his blood spattering in every direction. Without any limbs, he cannot flail around. He is as quiet as a sheep on the alter. I watch with satisfaction as his life force slowly leaves him.

I roared. I threw the fang at the Author. It didn't hit him like a bullet. It hit him like a **Virus**. The fang buried itself in the Author’s chest. The "Narrative" wall shattered. The black ink words—*The Hero fell*—turned into violet birds and flew away. The Author looked down at the fang. His white sweater began to turn black. His skin began to grow fur. "What... what is this?" he gasped. "This isn't in the 'Outline'!"

ched with every move I made. Aunt Karina believes not only should I be strong with my powers but I also need to be strong fighting without them. I also missed Jeff a lot more than I thought I would. This mate bond is something I still don’t understand fully. I can’t wait to feel his arms wrap around me and feel his soft lips touch mine once again. ‘I can’t wait until we finally finish the mating process’ Anya said smugly. I couldn’t help but blush ‘yeah that too’ I said to Anya. She and I had grown to respect each other in this time as well. It was a nice change from having to literally fight with a part of myself. I heard some giggling from right next to me. I turned and met Viviana's eyes.

"Raykon hates women. He would never trust one and his propensity for violence would leave visible scars. It must be a man. We've tried drawing him out, but our ideas have failed." "He will show his true colors eventually and we will end his life in the worst possible way." Zenya loved the fact that Emily had no problem drawing blood or fighting. Her alpha power was so much a part of her, and for a few seconds Zenya wished for more courage and fighting skills. "I want you just the way you are, my love." Nicolas's words appeared in her mind. He was doing it more and more. It seemed to be easiest when she was troubled. He was also nosey and she sent her own message back to that effect.

It's like building a connection through me. I turned it to the next page. ‘Vivian Moriana, July 4th of the 1765 year; I am Vivian, the eldest daughter of Emperor Hien. Ang abilidad ko ay natatangi, at tanging ako lang ang mayroon nito. Venom, ito ang tawag ko sa aking abilidad. Ito ang aking talaarawan na ibibigay ko sa mga susunod kong henerasyon.