Fiona Gallagher Gif Novels & Stories

As Annabel walked past her, Fiona suddenly grabbed her arm while raising her other hand to slap Annabel hard. "It is all because of you, you vixen! If it weren't for your jealousy and if you hadn't sent me and Sarah to the metal chain bridge, Channing wouldn't have ended up like this." Her slap carried full force, fueled by anger. It left Annabel's cheek swollen and red. Annabel could have dodged her slap, but she chose not to. Instead, she stared at Fiona with a faint smile. What Fiona hated most was Annabel's smile. How could a traitor have such an innocent smile?

Fiona did not dodge and took that hard slap. Immediately, an obvious palm mark appeared on her tender and pale face. At that exact moment, a woman walked into the bathroom and saw the scene of Yvonne hitting Fiona clearly. Fiona was Secretary Summers' daughter, Jackson's girlfriend, while Yvonne was just a little old nobody. A little old nobody slapping Secretary Summers' daughter was clearly asking for death. The noble lady immediately shrieked and when Fiona saw someone there, she began to cover her face and cry.

"I just gave YOU an IDEA and the first time that came to your mind is about the wig’s COLOR!? Are you being serious right now?!” I flinched at the tone of her voice. "I know. I heard you so...yay!!! FELISHA HUGHES!! THE DAUGHTER OF SHREK AND FIONA WAS BORN!! But pink? Really?!" I shivered. When I looked up, I almost screamed in fright when I saw the look of fury on Kaila's face. You could totally imagine a fire in the background by how she looks. I gulp. She stormed to me and grabbed my arms. She hauled me up. "W-wait! What are you gonna do to me?"

“I don’t know but I’m about to break protocol and go back there, this is ridiculous” Fiona growls crossing her arms over her chest, wearing her famous huffy expression on her face , she was a pain in my ass but damn was she a good friend, always has been, they all were. And that same look has caused her to gain many many designer handbags and shoes from both me, Ben and mark when he was here, before Lilly she was the only woman who ever challenged me, not to the degree lily does.

Goddess, I am definitely spending three days in a spa after this. To my internal surprise, Fiona laughs bitterly instead. “Oh really?” Her crazed eyes glint as if she likes the challenge. I shift on my spot, weary about her. “Watch me.” Fiona is reckless and unpredictable. And being unpredictable scares me. “Babe!” She yells out, but her eyes are still on me. Another footsteps —unknown - rings out. She wasn't joking when she said her mate is my guard? Or is she going to ask him to hold me down? What exactly does she have planned?

"Go, I'll watch over the little lamb for you...the one I sold what little of a soul I have left to the devil for." I needed to think of a good zinger but as soon as I looked up into those eyes that were bright and playful as he gave me a little smile, my brain went blank. "Nothin' to say lass?" Oisin said thoroughly amused. Fiona gave me a thumbs up as Liam escorted her to the human blood bags. "Wanna go for a run?" I was still in the workout gear I borrowed from Fiona. It wasn't until he looked down did I notice the sports bra was pushing my boobs up and in. The sporty oversized and very sheer tank wasn't hiding anything.

“You don’t need to agree with me though. But if you don’t tell anyone about my plan or turn me in, then I’d know you’re in full support.” Fiona stared at him, still very uneasy and skeptical about this plan of his. Gael suddenly found her attractive, not attractive for anything serious but for a one-night-stand, after all, it had been awhile since he got laid. After breaking things off with Camila, he had pretty much stayed off women. “How about we go upstairs and you know…” He winced, feeling like he had completely lost his flirting skills. But surprisingly, Fiona agreed. ******** And that was how they both found themselves in bed, Fiona’s leg was spread and Gael was between them, fingering

The cracking stopped suddenly. “It worked” Iza breathed, excitedly. “Better than I could have ever imagined. It looks like you are exactly the thing we needed.” He smiled at me, disgustingly. Fiona got to her feet, standing on two hind legs at least 9 feet tall, her hairless, leathery body hunched over. Her eyes glowed like lanterns in the dim light. “Fiona” I shouted at her, hoping she was still in there somewhere. Her glowing eyes snapped to me, and she lunged, claws and teeth extended. She hit the end of her chains and was snapped back, still snarling.

In my mind's eye, the barrier was a complex web woven from threads of malicious, shimmering energy. This was... a mental barrier? "Surprised?" Fiona's voice came from behind me. I turned to see her gliding toward me, the same sweet smile from the gala on her face. "You?" "Of course, me." She stopped in front of me, her smile turning cruel. "Did you really think all I could do was play the victim?" "You..." I stared at her in shock. "You're not a normal Omega." "Finally figured it out?" Fiona circled me like a predator sizing up its prey. "I'm a psychic-class Omega, one of the rarest breeds. And you?" She raked her eyes over me. "You're just a broken-down healer."

The words sliced through the room like a gunshot. Ben blinked. “You’re lying.” Cillian raised a brow. “Am I?” “She would never—” “Oh, she did.” Cillian’s voice was cold. “She’s not the girl you drugged anymore. She’s smarter. Sharper. And she’s coming for you.” Fiona straightened, fury blooming behind her eyes. “So what, you’re her bodyguard now?” “Yes.” Cillian replied proudly, “I’m not just a bodyguard, I’m the wolf guard that will tear you both apart.”