Injustice Fanfic Novels & Stories

Rosaline was startled but before she could understand anything, Vincent grabbed her waist with his right hand and pulled her to himself. "WHO THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU ARE TO JUDGE ME AND MY ACTIONS? YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!! AND WHAT DID YOU SAY THAT I HAVE DONE ENOUGH DAMAGE TO XAVIER? THEN WHAT WILL YOU SAY ABOUT THE INJUSTICE HIS FATHER HAD DONE TO ME AND MY FAMILY?" He seethed on her face as he glared in her wide eyes which were staring him in shock and confusion. "Injustice?", Rosaline whispered while staring in his red eyes which were filled with agony and rage. Vincent pulled her to his chest more as he made her stand on her toes. She instantly grabbed his shoulders for support.

I started combing his hair as he laid his head on my chest. The door started opening and my body involuntarily tensed. It wasn’t Carlos, it was Carter, “Can we talk?” I stood up and walked out of the bathroom to sit on the bed. I was mad and he was just too calm. “I’m sorry. I know it’s wrong but as much as he deserves what was coming for him. I don’t want him dead. He hurt you but he’s my cousin, even if outing us already ruined our relationship.” I bit on my nails trying to find the best response or way to react to the news. “You still don’t get it.” I stood up and went out to the balcony connected to my room. I felt him as he wrapped his arms around my waist. “What don’t I get?” He said,

"Cross will be free. Flynn will serve fifteen years. And I'll be dead within months. Where's the justice in that?" "There isn't any. That's what I've learned. Justice and law aren't the same thing." That night, I couldn't eat. Couldn't sleep. Couldn't process. Marcus found me outside. Two AM. Freezing cold. "You're going to catch pneumonia." "Don't care." He put his jacket around my shoulders. Sat beside me. "I'm sorry. This isn't fair." "Nothing has been fair. Not from the start. Flynn drugged me. Cross killed Gloria. They both get deals. And I get what? Trauma? Fear? Rage?"

“Obviously, our parts are the same! I copied your car perfectly! No one knew. How could you have figured it out?! “All you had to do was stand on the track and blow everyone up at the starting line, and I would’ve—” I applied a bit of force, pried his hands off, and kicked him aside. “Because you’re a piece of trash! “All you know how to do is copy and paste. You hide behind powers that fell from the sky and think you can control the world?” The suffering of two lifetimes surged through my mind. With a sneer, I tossed my phone aside and kicked Jasper again without holding back.

She was a woman against an army. Without giving it a second thought, I joined the messy fight, blasting those girls with resounding slaps and dragging their hair. I got my share of onslaught from them. It was so messy and we only left each other when we heard the thundering voice of the Dean. “What the hell is going on here?!” **** “Here, put it on your face.” The nurse handed me an ice pack. She gave one to April too. We'd gone to the infirmary after our fight ended.

"Sometimes I wonder why I am so unlucky with men. When she was dating you, I felt like you were the best man on Earth and that's why I made sure that you became mine. Now that you are mine, I think I would prefer to be alone because you refuse to see ahead of you. You are limited by your sight. We didn't plan the first time; we have all the time in the world now, so why don't we make good use of it and see what could be achieved? I do not want to work a day in my life like you said. Yet I am working towards getting rid of my sister." Sometimes I wondered what level of hatred she had for Jasmine because this couldn't be ordinary. "what did Jasmine ever do to you? You forced yourself into my l

"He is such a ruthless, cold-hearted man! What did I do wrong? I was to accept his rejection and I did it. What else did he expect me to do? If he hates me because I am just a weak human, he can let me go but... Huh! How do I get out of this prison?" * * * From a far distance, a group of girls chattering loudly could be heard. Among one of them questioned in a curious tone, "What did you say?" One of the girls looked at the other girl standing in front of her fearfully and answered, "We saw Alpha take that human girl in his arms and..." "And what?" "He... he headed to his room." Upon hearing the report from one of the girls who followed her behind all the time, Linda clenched her fists.

And now that I managed to love again, it had to be Myron Wilson—a man with ulterior motives. Justicia gave me a glass of water so I could calm myself. “You know you can talk to me, ma’am.” she held my hands in hers. "Justicia. I see you more than a help, so quit the formalities.” She smiled warmly, “Then you have to tell me what happened.” I told her everything. “If he wouldn't have me, why won't he let me be with Christopher? He tried to blame him for the injuries he sustained and I know he's only trying to make me see Christopher as a bad person.”

Indeed, Rayden still lives with his unrequited love in the land of the Eiffel Tower, alone after a car accident that left him paralyzed from the waist down, forcing him to use a wheelchair for the rest of his life. Love is not based on pity. It is a pure feeling that arises from the deepest part of the heart. When her conscience speaks, what she feels with Murat is something true. Without coercion, without pity. The relationship she has with Murat is based on mutual respect and devotion to one another. The Goddess of Justice would not tip the scales because she loved a criminal. The path to redemption for Rayden was available to him.

I had to convince him of Matt's innocence, and I knew it wouldn't be easy. "Mr. Johnson," I said, my voice trembling slightly, "I need to speak with you about the case against Matt Damon. There's evidence that hasn't been properly considered." Mr. Johnson glanced at me, his eyes filled with skepticism. "And who might you be?" he asked, his tone condescending. "I'm Ashley, Matt's girlfriend," I replied, my voice firm. "I've been investigating the crime on my own, and I've found something crucial." He sighed, clearly annoyed by my presence. "Miss Ashley, I assure you that everything has been thoroughly examined. There is no need for your amateur detective work."