Injustice Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Jasper was busy in his work when his mobile rang, he looked at the mobile screen, the caller ID shows its Ethan calling. His face frowned and he slide the mobile at the side on the table being annoyed. Even though Jasper has no reason for being so mad at Ethan, but he has a bad impression of Ethan who is not good to his wife, cheat on her and hurt her who is his best friend. Jasper is irritated from Ethan for Evelyn. He also can't be normal with Ethan until Evelyn will be fine with him.

She was already crying and her eyes flushed from the embarrassment of peeing out of fear, but now it felt like her brain was Frozen. "So, how should I deal with you? Mel would be happy to see you in tiny pieces." Bryce said to the woman who tried to desperately move back from him as he came nearer. "Please don't hurt me. I don't want to die." She pleaded. "I can't let you go. You are aiming for Collin's neck and also ruined Mel's life. I can't forgive you for that." Bryce said in a serious tone, but the evilness in his eyes was something.

She was handling the railing of the bed cart while she was saying to Cindy "I'm with you baby, no worries." Cindy was safely transferred, Stella took her phone and she continued what she's reading, the text message of Han, "You can hate me, swear me. I know it's a swallow reason but it tortured me so much. I'm a jerk, don't ever let yourself love like me," "The night that my friend called you, It is not true that I'm in his place. Someone dragged me into the hotel but I don't know anything. What we've done is wrong. What you are imagined was true,"

Jean should have helped Rosine stand up from the floor, which supposedly sparked their romance. Second is when Heather should have supposedly kicked Rosine’s table and had Jean help her clean the mess. Thankfully, I am Heather now and I didn’t do that. So, my life should be better than the original Heather. ‘But I like my name Jade better.’ As I was caught up in my thoughts, I did not feel someone’s presence behind me. “What are you doing?” “Ack! You scared me!” I turned around and saw Jean wearing a pair of casual clothes, his hands inside his pocket. He had an indifferent expression on his face. I didn’t really expect him to come here.

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 winced as he started pressing his arms against my legs rougher, the yells and protests of our parents and the other people in the room going silent. Those deep blue eyes exhibited a hint of sadness deep within at my struggles and trashing to be set free but they change to heated, blazing blue like dark skies on a stormy night. I hated how his eyes bore into me. How they saw me. How they saw the real me. I fucking hated it with a passion. "STOP THIS SHIT SHOW RIGHT THE FUCK NOW!" The booming voice caused us both to freeze, my eyes widened for a fraction as Vincentius stood up from his seat abruptly, his brother tensed gripping me tighter.

“Rion, I love you! I love you more than life itself. I’d do anything for you. Jaselyn doesn’t deserve you!” Rion’s slap was swift and brutal, the sound echoing in the room, splitting Jinu’s lip. “You sick bastard.” Jinu’s eyes gleamed with a twisted pleasure even through the pain. He licked the blood from his lip and smiled. “Hit me again, Rion. Punish me. I’ve missed your touch so much.” Rion recoiled in disgust, his face a mask of revulsion. “You’re a sicko.” Jinu smiled through the blood, his eyes shining with manic glee. “You made me this way, Rion. You need to take responsibility for what you’ve created.”

Even more so when he knew nothing about Justin. ‘If he’s going to act like this towards an innocent boy, I truly cannot wait for when he learns,’ I thought then. "Duncan, enough," Dingo ordered. "What's there to even hear from her, Father? All evidence already points to what she did. And considering how she went and had a new kid while in jail, it already says a lot about her character," Duncan continued. "I knew she was nothing but a shameless slut. You, on the other hand? All because she was carrying around my kid, you wanted me to marry her. And because of that, an innocent wolf can never live her life the way she used to ever again."

“He knows about it. My Dad knows every detail about my relationship with his butler. And you wanna know the insane part of it? He blackmailed me with it.” “What?” “My Dad said that I got involved with a man almost twice my age so I don't have any moral right to hate you for getting involved with him. And I don't have any moral right to hate him either. Because I'm just as bad.” The pain in her eyes and voice made me wanna bawl my eyes anew. How could Joe be so mean to her? “And you know what? He's right. I don't have the moral right to judge either of you. But I'm not judging. I'm just hurt. I'm…hurt. Because, because…”

“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.