Finnick And Annie Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Alana, not Arianna. Alana giggled and made her way toward him in slow motion as I stood frozen. “Yes!” she screamed as our parents squealed with joy. My stupid, love-struck brain couldn’t understand what my vision was transferring to it. My twin was now kissing my boyfriend. “I don’t remember how I made it to my room. I was numb.” Brian stayed over that night, which I found out in the morning, and for several nights after their high-profile engagement. It was the next night I confronted him.

Then he excuses himself. “My Princess looks prettier than the bride,” I said as I pinched the little girl's chin. Annie quietly climbed to my lap as soon as the door's closed. Her small hands slowly reached my face. Those tiny fingers started to trace around my cheeks as if she was connecting invisible dots. I intercepted those small hands and kissed each of the tiny fingers. “I'm sorry,” I whispered through thin air.

“Did you miss me?” He grabs handfuls of my hair and stares at me with those impossibly gorgeous eyes of his. My heart melts. Finn definitely has me wrapped around his chubby little fingers. I ruffle his hair and hand him to his daddy. “I’m sorry about being late. Anna was having a rough day. Her new treatment isn’t going well.” I run a hand through my hair. “She was hoping to be home for Finn’s birthday.” “Damn. Sorry to hear that. I will stop by to visit her when I bring Finnegan home.”

I felt like a little prey that had been cornered by a large beast that was about to pounce. "What are you talking about? You’re about to get engaged," I reminded him as I tried to distance myself away from him in the enclosed space of the car. Rowan’s hand grabbed my wrist before pulling me closer to him. My breath caught in my throat as his face came so close to mine, and his eyes stared directly into mine. "It doesn’t matter if I get engaged, and it also doesn’t matter if I get married. You’ll never get away from me, Anny," he said before smiling at me coldly.

Even without any romantic attachment, I didn't want her to get hurt. Half an hour after I asked Bianca for help, I suddenly saw a photo of Finley and Joyce on Instagram. The photo was taken at an airport, and in it, Joyce and Finley were embracing and holding hands. The caption read, "I'll always be there for you. I love you the most." I couldn't define what I felt—irony, absurdity, even disgust.

He smooths my hair. From the side of my eye, I see Levi’s car drive off. Is he doing this for show? I wonder. Corbin pulls back to admire me. “It’s been so long, Ana. We met… when was it?” “Two years ago.” I supply. “So… how are you?” My cheeks stain. “Pregnant and always anxious.” Both men burst into laughter - which somehow eases the tension I feel. Slinging a hand across my shoulder, Arthur guides me back to the house.

Heart pounding in my chest as I feel the bloodlust replenishing me. Fuck it feel so good to hurt someone who pried on others. 'Crazy psycho bitch' Ania grumbles when I let our connection lay open again. The forced door between our minds opening once again as she rolls her eyes at me. 'Oh, you fucking love me'. I laugh out loud convinced that she really did but didn't often say it.. 'Whatever helps you sleep at night. Now, fuck off, will you. Focus on not getting killed, human' she hisses.

~ANNA’S POV~ It was late Friday night, and I was cozied up in bed with my phone. I was engrossed in a conversation with Johnny, and my heart skipped a beat as I thought about our intense encounter. Being around him had brought me a sense of calm and comfort that I couldn't shake. His charming presence had captivated me, and I found myself irresistibly drawn to him. As I continued chatting with Johnny, our conversation flowed effortlessly, and I felt like I could talk to him forever. His words were laced with kindness and understanding, and I sensed a deep connection between us.

she tries biting Aaron. Annie getting onto her feet, adrenaline rushing through her veins with the certain knowledge they are fighting for their lives. She rushed Anja, grabbing hold of her bodily. She forcefully ripped her away from Aaron throwing her onto the ground. She understood somewhere in her mind that this deranged woman wasn’t her sister. She has in reality lost her years ago in that fire she had started. “Your uterus belongs to be.” Anja rushed towards her. Annie stood motionless but the moment she was within reach she lift her foot making Anja stumble. Before she could catch her balance, Annie kicked her in the ass forcing her onto the ground. She keeps following her keeping her

she whispered, her breath cold against my skin. She leaned in, her face inches from mine. Her eyes blazed with a fierce intensity. "You'll see this through," she hissed. "We are almost at the climax. Don't you want to know how long it will take for us to realize your dreams? All it will take is this last mission, Lissa. Just this one and you will have what you have always desired. Annika will be no more, and Angelo will be yours. Isn't that what you have always wanted?"