Fanfiction Outlander Novels & Stories

realize that she’s not actually as bad as I have always pictured had to be and she’s just very sweet to her daughter if I can get her daughter out of the picture she’s going to transfer all the sweetness to me and finally I will have a mom. I honestly don’t know what is going on in my head right now, but the only thing I could think about is how to get Liana out of my life completely because it just feels like she’s the one spoiling everything for me—my relationship, my family, and every single thing that I work for. The moment she’s out of the picture, I would finally have everything that I’ve always wanted, even the man that I’ve always dreamt of spending the rest of my life with. I know

Why did she even want to see him? Her mood denigrated into a rage directed at herself for being such a fool and not being cautious enough, and toward the Lycan for being so good-looking. If he had been more like Ron, she would not be thinking about him. With an angry jerk, she turned off her bedside lamp before going to sleep, where she dreamed that she was back on the edge of the chasm, where the Lycan saved her — if it was him. Only thing was that she was naked under him, and he was slamming himself into her with passionate, pleasuring jerks that she wished would never stop.

Even so, the Russian thought it wise to let sleeping dogs lie and was doing her best to continue on as if nothing ever happened. “Come on, don’t cry,” Fiana coaxed. “I hate it when you cry.” She wiped her lover’s tears with her sleeve. “Awe honey. I know it’s been rough lately. I took longer than normal to get my act together and you don’t need to tell me what a bear I’ve been. I know how bad I was. It’s just... this... this one was extra tough. I mean writing about men and their fantasies. What the fuck do I know about that? What kind of an assignment was that anyway? Who the fuck cares about their fantasies? It was an ass kicker for me and I know I took it out on you. I know I did and... a

“Then we’ll take the traitor out back and shoot her like the dog she is.” Yolanda starts to whimper and tries to get up from the couch, but even drunk, Gayle is faster and stronger than she is. She grabs the pregnant she-wolf and throws her back on the couch. “You went to Landon,” she snarls. “You told him about my lover.” Ice crawls through my veins like tentacles. “You have a lover?”

Tears rolled my eyes, Landon came and, I immediately wiped my tears, "I made some popcorns," Darius stood there, but I left. ***** Can someone guess who is Xander and Aoife? Yes, you can find them in my other book falling in love witheach other- WHEN A BULLY FALLS IN LOVE

Wylden's gaze holds mine for a while and it as if he is staring through me and then he whirls around and walks back to the podium without saying a word. ~~~~ The book is somehow like a diary entry, each page stopping at very little sentences but still relaying some messages which I still can't quite place. _"Lycania"_ I read on.. _"Lycania used to be the home of Lycans and Shifters all together. We all lived in harmony and tolerance, until the princess fell in love. Love kills, I tell you. Love does to you what you will never expect. Did I say misplaced trust destroyed us? Love did more than destruction, Love killed us all."_ Entry #2

My voice echoed through the hall and my whole body trembled. "E-everyone knows the truth," Fiona continued, her voice masked with innocence. " What's worse is that she gets rid of her babies in her w-womb and now she's unable to bear children. She's barren." Rage rushed through my veins like liquid fire. How dare she spit such lies about me when she's the one who has been fooling around with men for years? I struggled free from Lycan Alexander's grip and took a step forward, but he still held me as my eyes locked on Fiona.

DeLorna woke up, her eyes heavy. She tossed and turned on the bed feeling tired. She hadn't done much work the day before and had only had a series of tours with Jefferson in the pack. This was what she had done throughout the week. Touring the pack wasn't much work but she was feeling tired. She remembered she had a quiet argument with Jefferson the night before. He was talking about how many babies he would love to have with her when he comes back from the war, which made her become shy and pretend to be asleep. But unfortunately, before she knew it, sleep took her away and she soon went into the fantasy world.

He had forwarded their messages to me without comment. Vera's name surfaced in a few of the reports. She had tried to make good on her threat, passing information to several clans along the border. Most of it had been outdated or inaccurate by the time she sent it. The vassal clans had not taken her seriously. She had moved on to other territories, other lords, other opportunities. The last I heard, she was trying to establish herself in a region far south of where she had started.

I added wistfully. “Friend? Lyanna, that thing shouldn’t exist. It predates human history and it’s an apex predator. It wants to eat you. Probably loves the smell of your flesh or something. You’re it’s target prey. And now it’s going to come after me too, because I’ve associated with you.” He stated dramatically and began pacing frantically. This was getting more boring and irritating by the minute. What was he? Four? Paul was either in his mid to late thirties. He was too old to be believing in fairy tales.