Novel & Cerita Far Cry 5 Fanfiction

I struggled to open my car, not because something was wrong with the key, tears had clouded my vision , my hand was shaky and notifications came rushing in. After I finally managed to open it, the files in my hands fell into the car and scattered. I cared less about some damn documents! I drove straight downtown and stayed in an hotel for the night, I cried my eyes out as I read the messages on Kaiden's family group chat. "Kaiden must be out of his mind for getting married to his ex wife again after all she did to him, I feel so sorry for Freya though, she must be so heartbroken." This message was from Kaiden's sister, Veronica.

“ Casey, I don’t know why you had such hatred towards me, but Star never did anything, I'm dying in guilt cause I feel I caused everything even if I don't know what exactly pushed you into making such decision, why will you go this far to taking your own life? " " Star is still in coma fighting for her life and Farrell is losing his mind cause of this, going on this journey to search for the white Jasmine plant is the only thing that can take this guilt away from me, I don't mind what may happen to me as a cost for this journey but I prefer going than dying in guilt here as I see her daily without any improvement, her mate's needs her , Farrell have gone through so much to lose another mate

Can't wait for you to come back. It seems to me that he doesn't have any plans of going back to California. Also, I can't stand being triggered by the thought that Freya's being all clingy to him. Though does she know about his real identity? Is that why it doesn't make any sense how she liked him when he's all about being rude? "Hey Flynn, Let's take a picture." "Amaya you're smoking." So I finished my stick fast and then stretched my arm for a selfie. I smiled like an in-love girl as Flynn just smiled too. So I sent it to Max as a reply with a message saying,

"That's my place in your heart, isn't it? A breeding tool. A blemish that lowers your standards. Now that the stain on your perfect bloodline is gone, you should be popping champagne, not putting on this pathetic puppy act for me." "No… that was just talk! I was just saying that to deal with them…" "It doesn't matter anymore," Freya cut me off. "What matters is, I believed you." "For every single day of these five years, your actions have proven to me that those were your true feelings." With that, she hit the button to close the window. "Don't go! Freya!" I didn't want her to disappear again. I instinctively shoved my hand into the closing gap, trying to hold on to our last connection.

I complained, making him shake his head at me. “Go bar hopping, find yourself a redhead, and pretend she is Tess. That's the only thing that will work for you, bud,” Faro suggested and I frowned. “That seems morally wrong,” I mumbled and he felt my forehead. “Damn, you are fucked up if you worried about being moral,” he hissed and eyed me with worry. “You need to have sex to even exist on this plane, Eros, so you must forget about Miss Sunrise until you are prepared to face the consequences of falling in, dare I say, love.”

They agreed and left without a second glance, with laughter and music drifting from the courtyard as I lay gasping in the dirt like a dying dog. I curled my hand into a fist with the last of my strength. For the first time in years, a strange calm settled over me. I knew I would find a way out, I would leave this place, and every single thing they had done to me over the past five years would be paid back. Not once, not twice, but a thousand times over!

“I did some thinking while I was in my car today, about why you wanted to keep denying the bond until you turned eighteen. That’s why I was taking the freeway home, so I got more time to think. I guess it was a good thing…I was able to help Cameron’s mate.” “Thank you so much for that, Darcia.” I told him sincerely. “We all are indebted to you for that. Freya isn’t just Cameron’s mate, but she’s my friend too. The poor girl has been through so much in her life already. It makes me worried as to what might come for her next.” “And what about us, Sarah?” Darcia asked instead. “What about our future? You know you can no longer deny the truth. We’re mates.”

“We would get rid of the childbearer first. Since Ronan is so into her now, he would be weakened by her death and that would give us enough room to take him out. I will leave you to see to her end” Freya cringed at how much Ronan desired Fiona. She didn’t think whatever it was they shared would extend this far. Her heart felt broken when he didn’t touch her when she asked him to. Even though sex with Callum isn’t so bad. She still desires the touch of her mate. The one person that makes her heart race at the mere thought of him. Tears lingered in the corner of her eyes. Freya quickly turned her back on Callum to prevent him from seeing her face. She coughed slightly. “I should start going no

He boldly slid my dress higher, exposing more of my smooth thighs. I stiffened immediately. The heat of his palm sent sparks of unwanted pleasure racing through my body. His hand continued its journey upward, fingers slipping under the hem of my dress until his rough fingertips brushed against the damp fabric of my panties. I quickly grabbed his wrist and pushed his hand away. “It’s done,” I said breathlessly, my voice shaky. Maximilian inspected the bandage and smirked. “Good. Only one flaw.” “What?” I asked, still flustered.

she continued gently, "it might be easier if you try to see this as an opportunity rather than a punishment." I sighed softly. We spoke for a while after that. She tried to calm me, offering small reassurances until the heaviness in my chest eased slightly. Still, everything felt unreal. Five months. Five strangers. And their father, who was known to be insanely rich and extremely strict. Before going to sleep, I found myself thinking about the countless magazine covers I had seen over the years. King in a sharp suit at some gala. Kyle performing on stage with a guitar. Keith smiling at a movie premiere.