Fosters Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“We want Joanna Foster. Hand her over. The Afolayan Dominion is renegotiating the distribution of the northern docks with the Foster Clan, and we need her to seal the deal.” “Is that so?” Lucien’s lip curled. “When my enforcers returned Joanna to her father’s doorstep after she fled our wedding, the Fosters told me she was a disgraced omen and that I should dispose of her as I saw fit. I didn't realize the Dominion suddenly valued damaged goods.”

“S-Stan…” He faced me again. “They are all evil, Blakely. I was in prison when your foster brother tried to kill our daughter. He sent me to prison after creating lies. And this…” He angrily pointed the knife at Hershey again. “This woman is a fake. She’s not your friend. She conspired with your foster brother because she wants you gone. Why? Simply because she likes your foster brother, who’s obsessed with you…”

Sam was sitting on the fountain, tired of her mom bossing her around like she had to set the right example for the pack as the next heir. She found a rock and threw it hard without paying attention to where she threw it. Thomas was walking away from the coven he grew up in; he did not want anything to do with this life anymore and lived on his own. Kim was the only vampire he wanted and now she is dead and he was being forced to marry the daughter of the coven leader his family was at war with to create a peace treaty.

Waddled up to the door of the Victorian on the bend. Their life seemed perfect. I suppose I was wrong. In any case, the Fosters were inseparable—even when she got older. They would waltz around town laughing; sit at cafes looking like someone ought to be photographing them for a perfume campaign. And it stayed that way for a while, mind you. Until Chloe climbed out from a Taxi—and this I saw through my kitchen window.

Only now, there were no secrets…. There was no denying I had missed my friends. I just hoped they missed me, and could forgive me. I nodded. “I think you may be right.” “Nico is now married with a young baby. And Freddie has just taken a chosen mate. So there would no doubt a lot to catch up on. I am sure the two of them would be delighted to know you have found a chosen mate too.” Dad said with a smile, as he glanced toward Presley. A chosen mate... Of course, that was what they believed she was. A wave of guilt flooded through me. I suddenly felt bad for lying. They had no clue that what they believed was nothing but a created story to gain my own way…

My favorite is "The Originals" My stomach mumbled and mumbled but I ignored it, keeping my face fixed on the TV. I was tempted to go to the kitchen and a grab a bag of popcorn and a can of coke but I had to stay strong, I don't think I can handle another round of beating. After the movie ended, I got up and waddled to the house feeling bored. I stopped right in front of Joshua's bedroom. The only time I got his room is when I usually clean it. I stepped right pass his room and decided to go the basement instead. The basement was a little dusty which means I won't have a hard time cleaning it. I brought the box that contains my toys and board games. Signing I placed the box back on the shelf

Mike was just waiting patiently at the side of the door. I opened the diary and frowned. I thought it would be full of words. On every page, Liam only wrote one sentence. And most of the pages told me how Liam hated his whole family. While turning the pages, I realized at that moment my soul shifted because I would change his life. Liam was weak, and he needed me, who was brave enough to face his family. Maybe after I helped him, I would shift back to my actual body. But what he wrote in the very last entry surprised me a bit. He liked someone named Jax, and it was something that should not happen.

Seeing I had adjusted, he quickened his movements, letting out low moans of his own. “I’m going to mark you now.” He said between thrusts. I nodded, turning my head to the side, baring my neck for him. He let a low growl before sinking his teeth into my skin. I gasped softly and quite literally felt a piece of the mate bond snap into place. I was hyper aware of Zak. Every move he made, every breath he took. I swear I could even feel the beating of his heart aline with mine.

His heart grieved seeing him like this, but he couldn't do nothing and could only obey his orders. ****** Amanda was crying so sadly in her car. It was the first time she cried on her birthday. Her heart was suffering so much. Vincent gave her a gift she would never forget forever. She is willing to pretend to be Vincent's girlfriend not because of money, but because of her love for him. She will do anything and will not give up to win his heart. ****** Angela’s POV I'm sitting on the bed right now, leaning my back against the headboard. Stefan told me to stay at his house when I told him I had nowhere to live. He also gave me a job as a receptionist in his gallery.

Chapter 11: The Enemy's Plan Kael's POV The night was still, yet I knew a storm was brewing. Not the kind that came with wind and rain, no this one was different. This was a storm of power shifting, borders being tested, and blood would spill. I stood in my study, staring at the map of territories stretched across my desk. My gaze lingered on the Silverfang Pack's lands, their borders marked clearly in dark ink. Lucian Blackwood ruled there, and for too long, he had acted as if he were untouchable.