Gambit Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Ice groans. “Don’t know-” Gray says. “Wait, wait, wait,” I groan in a whisper. “Stop, stop.” I bury my face in my hands and try to breathe. After a few minutes of silence everything subsides. I slowly lift my head. “You’re saying you set up arranged marriages for us?” I ask slowly. “No,” Grayson says sternly. “Of course not.” “But it may be a possibility,” Bo says.

LiamFan1: “You mean that rough looking girl or whatever she is? Sandra: “Exactly! Don’t you think it’s strange? Liam doesn’t act like himself anymore. She’s manipulating him, I just know it.” LiamFan2: “OMG, are you saying she’s using witchcraft or something?!” Sandra smirked, encouraged by their responses. Ridiculous as it sounded, her jealousy twisted her perception, making the most absurd notions seem plausible. Sandra: “I wouldn’t put it past her. She’s nothing special, yet Liam’s been keeping her around. It doesn’t make any sense unless she’s casting some kind of spell on him.” The chat erupted in responses as the fans debated Sandra’s theory, some hesitant, others eager to believe. Fue

The person who gifted this necklace to Cristina must truly love her with all his heart. A bitter sensation spread through my chest, but I maintained a calm expression on my face. I said with a smile, "Your boyfriend has good taste, Consigliere Ghedini. It suits you very well. A limited edition necklace with the words 'Forever Love' engraved on it—it's obvious how important you are to him.

"That way she can truly prove her devotion." "Damien!" Gilbert shouted, slamming his fist on the table, but Damien only smirked wider and continued walking. Suddenly, his vision blurred. His steps faltered, and he shook his head, chuckling bitterly. "You… drugged me." He muttered, turning his gaze to Gilbert, who only shrugged. "Your fiancée wanted a taste of you. Once she sleeps with you, my plans will fall into place I guess." Gilbert sneered. "You’re both insane," Damien spat, struggling to keep his balance. "And I swear... you both will regret this."

“They’re like my Scottish versions of Damon, Xander, Theo, and Andrew. My annoying older brothers who are slightly overprotective.” Elle watches my frantic refute of her comment, with amusement, her eyebrows raised, and her gaze dancing with mirth. It seems I’m not the only one who came to cause mischief today. Nora giggles, enjoying the banter. Movement at the far end of the gym catches my attention. Damon steps onto the mat paired against Finlay. A truly devious plan formulates, reaching out to Damon via the mindlink, as he waits for Brodie to enter the ring. “Kick their asses alpha.” I say, not bothering with any tactics to aid Damon. He’s a formidable opponent, and like Elle a talented f

Outside the city was settling into its night rhythm and somewhere in it a press release was still circulating and Anthony was still angry and Ren was still calculating and Diane was still performing. Four days left in December. Four days until the chapter of her life that had started in a bridal suite with memories of a prison floor closed completely and something entirely new began. She was ready.

Everyone in the city knows that Michael Shaw despises me to my core. He even takes pleasure in humiliating me in public at banquets. He sneers, "My family made its fortune through gambling. Nancy Jackson is just a pretty face who can't even recognize all the suits in a deck of cards. Marrying her would be worse than marrying an inflatable doll that at least reacts!" Still, the marriage agreement between our families comes first. On top of that, the fake heiress, who is his true love, can't have children. So, he forces me to gamble with him. "If you lose, I want your womb to bear me a child. You have to get a C-section without anesthesia," he demands cruelly. I've long had enough of him a

Thirty days. One month. A single, heartbeat-stopping wager. Benjamin Parker was the sun. A golden-haired scholarship recruit with flour on his hands and a heart that he wore—vulnerable and beating—on his sleeve. He spent weeks chasing the school’s "Ice Prince," offering handmade tarts and a smile that could melt the coldest winter. He thought his persistence finally paid off when Jonathan Hayes—the obsidian-eyed, terrifyingly beautiful heir to a tech empire—pinned him against the school gates and claimed him in front of everyone. But the "Golden Romance" was a lie from the very first kiss. Jonathan didn't choose Benjamin because of his heart; he chose him because he was a convenient t

Gwen's POV “What the heck, Gwen?” Ryker exclaimed, his voice rising above the stunned murmur of the crowd. The room fell silent, the shock evident on every face. Everyone had expected me to choose Ryker, given our families' plans and the supposed closeness between us. But I was determined to make a different choice, one I would not regret. “What? Are you kidding?” My father asked, disbelief clear in his voice. I shook my head firmly. “No, I’m not kidding. I’ve chosen Brian Ramos as my mate. Do you have a problem with that, Father?” My voice was resolute. My father’s face reflected his disappointment, but I refused to be swayed.

Ruby POV I don't know what I did! I paced his floor, body completely bare and covered in his seed inside and out. I marked him, completed our bond with no hope of ever escaping this fate with him. 'I think it's perfect.' Scarlett purred inside me. 'I always wanted a strong Alpha, but you kept holding us back. We aren't losing this one.' She jumped around inside me, filling me with a sense of hope and satisfaction. But I could never have that with Gabe.