Four And Tris Fanfiction Novels & Stories

For the second time tonight, my world shifts and I’m thankful I’m not standing because I would have collapsed right there. Tristan King. The man who looked at me four years ago like I was the devil’s incarnate. The man who swore that I would regret ever crossing him. I close my eyes, my pulse roaring again for an entirely different reason now. As if I haven’t gone through enough heartache, right? As if I haven’t been punished enough. In just one day, my whole universe is crashing down. ***

Once I finished cleaning up, I glared at him and muttered, “All done? Should I rub this rag on your face too?” He raised an eyebrow, his voice dripping with amusement. "You're getting more and more brave in front of me, Stalker." “Stop calling me that.” “What. Stalker?” Then, out of the blue, he leaned down and pressed his lips against mine. "Are you crazy? What are you–" I freaked out, but before I could finish my sentence, the door swung open once again, and three people entered the room. Ares, Derek and Kai.

Branded the daughter of a traitor, omega Haelena Fangforte has spent years surviving cruelty, bullying, humiliation, and the hatred of the members of the Moon Crest pack, Especially the Bloodworth triplet Alpha heirs—who believed her father murdered their mother. When fate cruelly binds her as the destined mate to all three Alphas who despise her, the Moon Crest Pack is thrown into chaos. When the battle for supreme Throne begins between the Triplet Alphas, They must win over the heart of the woman they all resent with passion to secure the crown. For Haelena, her nightmares become her unwilling protectors, and also will break her in all sweet and bitter ways. Two qu

“Eason, please take pity on me, given that I’ve taken care of you for twenty years…” I threw the letter into the trash can before I could finish reading it. I stood up, and said to the lawyer, “I will not sign the letter of forgiveness. She has to bear the consequences for what she has done.” When Lucas was turning one, Susan suddenly appeared at the hotel for Lucas's birthday party. She wore old clothes and had messy hair. She glanced at Lucas from afar. My heart sank. I held Lucas up, turned around, and walked away. “Eason!” She chased after me, her voice trembling. “I just want to see Lucas…just for a short while…”

I nodded whilst contemplating and controlling myself to just pin her into the tree and have a taste of her luscious lips. If I have a wolf, it will surely growl out of excitement. However, that’s what makes us unique. The Tri-Alpha doesn’t have any wolves inside of them. It’s not a weakness but it’s a strength for the three of us because our wolves is ourselves. We’re in union of ourselves, combined, intoxicated by each other, forming a dangerous and strong alpha. That’s why we’re called to rule. Instead of my wolf, it’s my mind who does the thinking. One kiss and you’ll finally leave her behind without thinking about her.

Wendy's sarcastic cross-armed. "Ynaria, Wendy. Can you stop this?" Trist's disobedience causes both Ynaria and Wendy to be stopped-and it gets everyone's attention back. "Trist," Clement said, but Trist ignored it instead continuing to speak. "If I only knew this was going to happen. I hope I didn't agree," Trist said disappointed and shook slightly. "I'll admit, we've all been drinking, but don't get mad. I understand what you're going through in life and whatever we've experienced at the resort. Please, let's just forget the past, shall we?" Its suggestion. "This conversion is over, go home!" Trist's last word before he left the VIP room.

“Holly… she can’t have any more children.” Tristan went silent. I glanced over, his expression shifting from excitement to something more subdued. “Oh.” I nodded, waiting for whatever came next. “I know you might’ve hoped for siblings, but…” “I mean… yeah, maybe a little,” Tristan admitted, looking out the window. “But…” he turned back to me, a small, genuine smile on his face.“It’s okay. It’ll just be the four of us. You, me, Holly, and Samuel. And that’s still pretty awesome.”

But since Macy was present, and he could see how she was pinching her friend in secret, he just chuckled to get their attention. "It's okay, it's my fault too. Let's just call it quits," he said with a smile. Macy smiled back, but Caspien could see how much her friend wanted to disappear in embarassment, which made him laugh. "I'm Caspien" He introduced himself, and Macy exclaimed, "My idol!" "I'm Macy, and this is my friend Danica. I'm really sorry for what happened," Macy said, looking at him apologetically.

I cry for the orange juice at 4 AM and seventeen days of distance and the complaint filed by a man who banked on the fact that I would be too afraid to make him uncomfortable. I cry for the girl who stood in a baggage claim with a dead phone and no luggage and nowhere to go, who didn't know that six months later she would sit in an office and say I'm asking you to believe me and mean it completely. I cry for the fragments. The texture without shape. The locked room that Dr. Chen and I are slowly, carefully approaching from a direction that doesn't require kicking the door in. His arms tighten. I don't know how long we stay there.

The guards stationed outside the dungeon didn't even bother talking to me at all. "I'm sorry Fiona," Tris apologized. "You have every right to be mad at me," she said. "It's just that, a strong force keeps shutting me out, and any time I try reaching out to you, it just leads to a void dead end," she explained. "I'm really sorry." "I'm sorry for pouring out my frustrations on you," I apologized again. "I guess we just have to deal with this curse the moon goddess places on us." "The moon goddess would never curse her children," Tris defended.