Final Fantasy 7 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I replied without hesitation: [Quinn, let's break up. After sending it, I blocked her. I did not question her any further, nor did I accuse her hysterically. I simply ended this seven-year-long deception. When the plane took off, I turned and looked at the city lights outside the window. Where those lights glowed in the distance, there would never again be a way home for me.

he begged and I nodded I don't know what he really want to say. He came closer to me and sat on my bed.. "please promise me"he begged again Like seriously!! "OK since you don't trust me let's make a deal, if I get mad you'll slap me back to earth"i said "slap you? "he asked "yeah slap me"i said "hmm, deal"he said "talk already "I yelled This is not me, am really changing all because of Jace. "I would first like to apologize for making you pass through all this headache "he paused

We made a bet on Jeremy’s final choice. If she won, I would have to give her five million dollars and send her overseas so she could get away from her parasitic family. If I won, she would voluntarily donate one of her kidneys to me. It was very fair. But none of us had ended up winning. I knew Jeremy would always return to me after playing the field. However, even though he chose me, I had lost my feelings for him over time. Bailey was just an opportunity for me to wake up from my dreams.

If I couldn't hear my heart beating so hard, I'd have thought I was dead and just living out my fantasies wherever I was. My eyes were fixed on the solitaire diamond ring in the box. I swallowed hard to drive the lump in my throat away, but it wouldn't budge. I couldn't bring my mouth to function. Even my brain stopped sending signals. I was in a fix. Sincerity glimmered in his eyes as he looked at me and said, "You are my mate, Winter. And I want to spend forever with you." Forever? That was what I have always wanted since I met Seven. But why now? Why did he make a U-turn? Did he really realize that I was made for him? Did this mean I could have the wedding and home of my dreams?

she confirmed, “and that you are about to become a full-time window spy. Congratulations.” I gasped. “I am not spying on him!” “Yet.” I groaned, pressing my forehead against the cold glass. “Why do I feel so weirdly happy about this?” “Because you’re still hopelessly in love with that man, despite my ongoing efforts to drag you out of his gravitational pull.” Laurette cackled. "Oh my God, this is fate!" I groaned. "Don’t start.” "Are you kidding? This is the universe giving you front-row seats to that man’s life. Tell me, what’s happening over there? Is he shirtless? Towel around his waist? Fresh out of the shower?"

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.

"And Seven? Is he deeply inlove with you?" I nod. "I believe he does..." May giggles. "I think my brother is deeply inlove with you, Terra. I've never seen him this much inlove with someone before..." That warms my heart. "And thanks again for making me your best maid!" "It's nothing..." "I can't wait for us to be sisters!" she shrieks. I smile. "Me too..." We stay in silence for a few hours then I break the silence. "Let me go awaken Seven from sleep..."

I echoed, unsure of where this was leading. He nodded, his expression earnest. “Yes. I want to redefine our bond. We’ve faced so much darkness, and I believe we can be stronger together. Will you consider being my mate?” The world around us fell away as I processed his proposal. My heart raced, and for a moment, I felt like I was standing on the edge of a precipice, teetering between fear and exhilaration. “Fenriz, this is… unexpected.” “I know it is. But I believe we have something special. You’re strong, and I see a future with you—one that’s not just about revenge or pain. We can build something beautiful together.” His gaze held mine, pleading and vulnerable.

I greeted the kids and kissed Icy's cheek and Seven as well. "Stop! You're not my real mother." Seven just avoids my kiss to him. "We are just pretending!” but I step closer to him and point his fork toward to me. “Don’t try to come near to me.” "If you're like that Seven. The girls who have crush on you won't get near you. It is your decision. You might be like your Daddy Jeoff. Hmph!" I sat between Seven and Icy and in front of me was Jeoff. We are sitting in front of a round table.

The smell hit me hard, and my clumsy attempts to chug it simply made me choke and cough violently. Once I was tipsy, I started to type furiously on my phone. However, I ended up deleting everything. Suddenly, a lean figure appeared at the door. It was a man with a gentle look. When Mandy caught sight of her boyfriend, her expression instantly fell. "I can explain… Would you believe me if I said I came here to gather research for my fanfiction?" In response, the man came over and dragged Mandy away. "Mandy, if you want to write your fanfiction, you can use my body for research. Do I not have enough material for you? How about we work harder when we get home, hmm?"