Finn From Adventure Time Novels & Stories

Then a car pulled up beside the van. Zayn’s jaw tightened. Finn stepped out, not in a suit, but in casual pants and a sweater, looking effortlessly at home. He watched as Axel sprinted to meet Finn. Finn’s face lit up with a genuine, easy joy Zayn had never seen on him before. He bent down, caught Axel mid-run, lifted him high, spun him once, and settled him against his chest. Axel wrapped his arms around Finn’s neck and began chattering instantly.

Finn was resting on the rear of his car, he wore black jeans, white shirt and a black leather jacket, white kicks to match. I pursed my lips into a straight line, as I neared him. “Hi, you look great.” He smiled and took my hand. “You look even better.” he kissed my hand and I smiled awkwardly. “Let’s go in,” I said and pulled out my hand. As he followed me into the dinning area, I sensed Arnold and Alex’s fierce gaze on us. Mum and Dad were seated too. “Hi, Alpha Richard, Luna Vera,” he took a bow and greeted my parents. They smiled at him. He faced my step brothers, but with the way they glared at him, he quickly looked away.

While still trying to travel through memory lane and realizing she knew him from the pack house, he spoke. “Your mother sent me. To protect you." "Don't you remember me, River?" he asked, his voice kind and apologetic. "I'm Finn, the stablehand's son. You used to sneak me cookies from the kitchen sometimes." F-finn? Then, the memories came running back to her. She was young. Very young, so the memories weren't completely clear. Yet, she could remember that name and some features of this face.

After their explosion, I hoped to infuse the moment with a semblance of normalcy again. He eyed my hand warily, briefly glancing at Knox, who loomed nearby, before his fingers hesitantly met mine. "Finn," he stammered, "My name is Finn." "Okay, Finn," I continued, trying to keep the conversation light. What do you do here?" "My mom's a healer, and my dad's a warrior. I just... uh, go to school right now." "Do you go to school with Cassy?" I probed further, looking for any thread that might lead us to her. "Of course," Finn replied, a hint of pride in his association with her.

"I don’t need a man right now, and let's face it, no one in this bar is a gentleman!" Beth replied back, "You have a point there!" as she grinned at Sunny, shaking her head slightly in amusement. __ The next day was a dazzlingly hot Saturday, so James and Sunny made plans with their friends Rory Collins and Finn Gibson to swim at the Beaver Dam swimming hole. Finn was a big teddy bear. He had a short and stocky build with a bushy beard and kind eyes that made him look like he was always smiling. He was great friends with James, lived in a different part of Asheville than the Sweeneys, and treated Sunny like a sister.

Finlay said with absolute seriousness. "I don't believe you. Look at you, you came running into my arms, and you hugged me but Fina did nothing of that sort. She's standing there just staring at us. She didn't miss me," He said sadly and the toddler faced Fiona who cocked a perfect brow at him. It was obvious he was acting. "Fina, come to hug Dwarco," Finn said moving his chubby fingers as if ushering her to come closer. "No thank you, Finn. I didn't miss him." She said with a tight smile making the toddler frown.

"This is my friend. His name is Shadow." Finn's eyes widened. "He's... he's beautiful. I've never seen a wolf so calm." "He knows you're safe." Kael smiled. "Animals always know." Hope bounced up, full of energy. "I'm Hope! Are you really a hero?" Finn laughed. "I'm just Finn. But I've tried to be a good person." Hope hugged him without warning. "I think you're a hero." Little Damon approached last, his blue eyes calm and knowing.

Alpha Damon barked, the green of his eyes almost disappearing but she didn't budge. “Your name?” She cooed. “Finn…Finn Xander but you can just call me Finn…my friend over there calls me Finn.” He babbled. “Your friend?” She raised a brow. “But that doesn't mean you can kiss me. You can't kiss me at all!” He waved his hands as if explaining to a child. “Okay…” She shrugged and got up to her feet. “Now I feel all sweaty and need a bath.” ***

"I'm just being silly. Hearing you talk makes the situation scarier for me. As you know, men frighten me, especially the kind with nothing nice to say. But I realize I'm dumb for thinking that. Not every man is the same." "You're not dumb, and I will not hurt you, Maya. You seem like a good person." The fairy says in a kind voice. I notice he also smells very nice, which is helping with my fear. "How about I give you a proper introduction—will that help you judge as not scary?" I laugh at the sudden playful tone in his voice. "You can try?" "Alright." He chuckles. "My name is Finn. I'm not sure how old I am in human years, possibly in my later twenties? Anyway, I live in a magical forest, an

I suppose it made sense then, that there were no rejections among true-mates. "Now that everyone's here--tell us, what did we miss?" I asked before Atlas could snarl at either one, or coat the room in frost again. Finn leaned against the far wall while everyone else took a seat. Even in his flannel pajamas, he looked more fae than human. His amber eyes flickered over to the fireplace, where ash and charred wood sat in a clump. "Show me the control you've learned." Finn nodded towards the brick opening, "Get a fire going for us."