Fosters Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"You're such a nasty piece of work. I only have eyes for one. You can have the other sister." My eyes lit up with amusement and my friends gathered around, their faces sparkling with interest. "Guess what?" I bit down on a smile. "Someone just kissed the girl he loves minutes ago." Their mouths fell open and Thorne grabbed my arm. "You dog!" Loud laughter sprang from them and I turned away to collect myself, pressing my fist against my lips. "How the fuck did you do it?" Xavier asked. "I told you she was going to fall for you, didn't I? "

The Fosters are not to be played with. Moreover, they were not aware of her little escapade with Jason, to them she was one of the random girls Jason flirts with, she paused as an evil smirk covered her face, she was going to change that narrative about her and secure her place beside Jason as his only true girlfriend or perhaps his wife. Who knows. She slammed the door shut and hurried to her car, she started the ignition as her inner mind yelled at her."Go get your man" she smiled mischievously and drove off.

"You're feeling much better." I nodded, pulled her in for a hug. "In large part thanks to you." She poo-pooed my words. "Queen, you've been kicking ass this whole time. I think Fate is scared of you right now." Foster pulled me from her arms and caught me up in his. I grabbed his head, smacked my healed lips to his. He made a sound low in his throat as he changed the angle. I wrapped my legs around his waist, met him thrust for thrust.

“When yuh have eyes to see that the enemy is almost upon us? When you can feel it—his presence, his breath—getting closer by the day!” Micheal fidgeted slightly. Just slightly. Micheal had not experienced this side of Ryker, not once before. And seeing it now only stunned him. All he could do was keep mute and wondered how he grew up to this stage—not listening to him anymore. Ryker saw the look in his eyes—and he read it as fear. Celeste also lowered her gaze, her fingers twitching where they hung by her side. And Ryker knew he already had the moment “You come to me with talk of flowers and celebrations,” Ryker scoffed, “while everything we've bled for… everything I've bled for us hanging b

“No one claims them. Some say Lucian, while others say she came here already carrying them.” Already carrying them. My hands curled into fists at my sides. Five years. Twins. My blood turned blue “Get me a seat near the nursery at tomorrow’s games,” I said quietly. Kellan stared. “That area is for families.” “Then consider me interested in Shadow Fang’s idea of family.” ** Night settled over the valley with the smell of smoke and unfamiliar voices. I walked the outer paths alone, ignoring the guards Lucian assigned to trail me.. I found the nursery by accident--or by faith

Aiden stared at me with uncertainty before stepping toward me. I scurried back, slamming into the door. He pushed me to it violently, and I winced in pain at the force. His eyes flickered from the blue it was to a golden yellow, and a fang appeared in place of his canine. I shrieked as he continued to press his elbow into my neck. “This is me, sweetness, and you are fated to be with me. Don't forget that you are to be my Luna!” “Why did you leave the safety of the house to endanger yourself?” “You foolish woman!”

That itself gives me a fair description of Mrs Foster and her character. I gained information from stella, one cold Monday, as we huddled in a single blanket. I still recall all that she had said. As she eagerly sprouted all that she knew about Mrs fosters and no doubt saw it as story telling. However, I took it as an advanced warning. “She treats everyone below her as pests and never mingles with the poor. As for her son. He’s been studying in the US, with Mrs Foster on his tail ever since he lost his ways.”

Clara carefully observed her surroundings. She was afraid that she would be discovered by security. She had never been a stalker before. To execute the plan perfectly, she gathered all of Jonathan's information. She wanted to make sure he fell in love with her quickly. Marble will return to her.

Third-Person POV The morning after the date, Fiona woke up to a nightmare that refused to end. Her phone buzzed incessantly on the nightstand, the screen lighting up with more notifications than she’d ever seen in her life. She didn’t want to look. She knew what she’d find. But the compulsion was stronger than the dread. She opened the group chats again, scrolling through the cruelty like picking at a scab. Drew: Foster’s a legend. Got the whale to kiss him. Bet’s paid in full 😂🐋