Labyrinth Fanfic Novels & Stories

I screamed loudly like a lunatic because I was being the one. “You..” I pointed a finger at my cousin who pressed her lips tightly. “What the ludicrous are you saying? I don't understand. You mean, He is something else. Are there other creatures too who can be morphed into shapes? Oh my god!” I was freaking out as I palmed my forehead. Annie groaned before muttering, “I told Uncle Samson not to send you here but you were as stubborn as rock.” “Wait! Did you fill their minds to stop me from coming there?” I narrowed my eyes on her.

He gasped, his eyes clearing, the regret washing out of his gaze. "I choose you, too," he whispered, pulling me into a kiss that felt like a collision of two universes. The Labyrinth shattered. --- ### The Threshold of the Prime The white marble bridge returned, but we were no longer in the graveyard. We were standing at the base of a massive, golden pyramid that reached up into a sky of pure, liquid light. The Core. Aris Vance and the Weaver were waiting for us at the entrance. They looked shaken—Aris’s blue form was flickering wildly, and the Weaver was clutching her chest as if she were trying to hold her heart together.

This labyrinth is just another test we have to conquer. We rize to our feet and take a moment to gather our strength. As we continue through the labyrinth, the air grows thicker with tension. Shadows dance across the walls, whispering secrets that send shivers down our spines. I clutch the pendant around my neck, a small token of my mother's love and protection. As we venture deeper into the maze, the walls seem to shift and rearrange themselves, ever-changing like a living entity. Me and Jericho rely on our instincts, trusting our bond to guide us through the labyrinth's treacherous twists and turns.

"You do realize I am your elder brother right and I'd not tolerate you disrespecting me. Just because I tolerate your excesses doesn't mean you should overstep your boundaries. I've told you time and time again, let this thing go, not totally but I'll handle it." "You see the reason I want us to work on this plan, when I become Luna, I do not have to work unnecessarily, I just have to sit and watch the omegas do my bidding. Don't you want that life for me?" She asks, staring ahead dreamily and I burst into laughter. "You're indeed living in your fantasy era, in case you haven't noticed, Dane hates lazy women, in fact Dane is a sapiosexual man..." "Wait hold, you mean Dane is sexually attract

I bit my lower lip and looked around, trying to figure out a way to exit without breaking my bones. “Let us look for any secret passages or exits” Rain suggested and I was thankful for her suggestion. Though the next doubt that wracked my head made me feel nervous, “What if that secret exit takes me to some mysterious place I don’t want to be? Like some secret trap or something made to fool and trick intruders?” I countered and Rain could not come up with a solid argument. The palace was treacherous and though it was filled with ornate decorations, it was still the property of the lycans.

I can live in the castle until the end of my days, being abused by Alice and the Queen, loving a man who can never give all of himself to me because a woman with dark hair will forever haunt his memories. Or… I can run away with Cayden, leaving all of this behind. We could take Tamara and run far away, so far that Atwood won’t be able to find us. We’ll change our names. I’ll dye my hair and become someone else, someone that never knew Atwood, never knew Nancy, never attended the Lycan school and never saw the inside of the castle. Can I really run from my fate like that? Do I possess the power to change the course of my fate, just like how I changed the outcome of my vision?

It was as if the Labyrinth itself held the collective memories of everyone who'd ever stepped foot in it. Suddenly, a familiar laugh echoed through the passage. Turning a corner, we were met with a vision of our younger selves, laughing and playing in a meadow under a radiant sun. "That's... us," I murmured, watching the scene play out. "But that day was ages ago." Seraphina, her face reflecting a mix of nostalgia and wonder, nodded. "The Labyrinth is showing us our past, moments that shaped us." The younger versions of us faded, replaced by a more recent memory—a heated argument between us, faces flushed with anger and frustration.

Lilac smiled innocently, and continued her torture, she trailed her tongue down my abdomen and I let her. Even when she climbed on my legs straddling me and opened my zipper, letting my shaft spring free, I let her. Damn! I couldn't deny myself this, it's was really one of my sexual fantasy. "Lilac stop... let's just cuddle and go to bed," I said with a heavy breath, but who was I kidding, even my refusal doesn't sound convincing. She must have thought so because she tucked her hair behind her ears, and leaned in taking my full length in her mouth.

Gordon said as I nodded. "Gather the prisoners, they are coming with us.." I said as I mounted on a horse. "Yes Lycan.." .... It is so good to be back in my pack, I had missed everything here. If my Luna was here with me, it would have been the best. The memory of her being raped to death by that damned kai Gael flooded my mind. It was really painful to remember. "Don't worry, the moon goddess would give us another second chance mate..'' Waylen consoled. " I don't want another mate.." I said coldly.

Making my way along the hallway, I could not help but want to turn around and head back to my room. How could Kaleb want to go on a date the day Marcelo approached me? Was he worried about the Lycan? Making my way out of the palace, I could smell lavender again. “God, please let him stay away from me,” I said inwardly, making my way down the stairs as I headed to the car. One of Kaleb’s men opened the door for me and I got in before lifting my gaze to look at the Balcony where I saw Marcelo leaning over the rails with a frosty glare. I glanced ahead to distract myself.