Finder Series Fanfic Novels & Stories

He was also the future alpha after his alpha Alex. It was afternoon when we came from the run, the party arrangements were setting in. “Dreaming of finding your psychopath mate and running away” an irritating voice came from behind which I recognized immediately as my sister, Myla carnell. “ yup. Dreaming of living a life a normal being” “Psychopath”. she exclaimed and went away flipping her hair.

"One, I will find out that this super fan of mine is a girl and she's the girl I fell in love with long time ago, second, she'll remain my super fan but will stop stalking me because she got tired of me, third, she'll start to hate me and start to bash me while me realized that I fell in love with her, fourth, I'll stop writing stories and isolate myself then found comfort in her in person not in social media and lastly, fifth, I'll find out who my stalker is and found out the she's the one I stalk in person. What do you think?" I smirked. "Thank you, I've take note all of it." "I also have suggestion on mine." said Sandstorm. I nod. "First, the stalker I have will be my best friend, second,

I sat up and looked at him, his face was serious, as I replied, “I'm not. I can't, it's her birthday today, how can I tell her I slept with her cousin after creating a scene like that, and then be like, 'oh yeah happy birthday!' I can't can I?” He rubbed his forehead and replied, “Well shit, na you can't, but she needs to find out sometime, what happens if we have to go back to the faction?” I stared at him wide-eyed and then shook my head, I then replied, “No, no we can never go back there. Imogen is crazy, she is convinced that I'm her Fennid. I tried to explain to her that it's impossible, because I am Freya's Fennid, but she wasn't having any of it.”

My gaze, a reflection of both trepidation and determination, met Darius's unwavering eyes. With the weight of decisions yet to be made, and the echo of her father's urging words still resonating in my mind, I stood poised at the crossroads of destiny. The forest's secrets, the unspoken bond between parents, and the enigmatic allure of Fenrir's place converged, weaving a tapestry of intrigue and anticipation that would forever alter the course of their lives.

"Aren't you scared he might, you know, backfire or something? " "Well, knowing Karl, definitely it will backfire, but I need to be ready for it " I let out a sigh, I kept hearing Daniel and Jasper talk about some set of students who were taken and their friends being part of them, Heedah also mentioned that they had a suspect and they were still tracing. "Can I ask for a favor Finn? " I finally let it out after careful consideration, Heedah said, it should be fun as long as Finn has no feelings for me, I doubt he does.

It will give me time to check up with the pregnancy test. I move into my mate's embrace when he pulls me, pressing a kiss on the top of my head. I kiss the hollow of his throat and rest my head on his mark thinking about Xavier and his rogues. They are moving fast. I just don't want to lose my loved ones in this war. "Your fear has a very thick suffocating scent, mate," mutters Fenris and it only makes me smile that he can so efficiently scent my emotions. Can he scent my bodily changes?

His hands on his mouth scrolled over every part of my body. As he dipped his hands into my pussy, I wrapped my arms and legs around him tightly. That was how we moved together slowly and deeply, like we were afraid to let go. I cried out his name, “Fenris!” my feelings mixed with joy in my heart. Fenris held me close as we both reached a cumming peak, whispering to my ears. “I love you," he said it over and over again. In his arms, the feeling of betrayal was lighter.

“I just need her to be ready for it. If she finds out now—she’ll run.” “So what’s your plan?” Fenrir’s tone is low, almost amused. “To imprint myself on her,” I think, the thought weighted with both longing and guilt. The idea coils tightly around my mind, constricting. “In every fiber of her being. So when she finds out, even if she runs…” My resolve wavers, but I push through the ache, forcing myself to finish. “She’ll come back to us.” There’s a pause before Fenrir lets out a low chuckle, his tail wagging faintly in my mind. “That’s diabolical,” he says, amusement lacing his words. “I like it.”