Labyrinth Fanfic Novels & Stories

It was as if every fiber of my being was drawn to him, and I honestly didn’t know why. Then, just as his hands moved to bandage me, he froze on the spot. I frowned in both confusion and pain. “What is it?” I asked him. Jeremy’s jaw clenched and his eyes darkened. He slowly straightened up. I saw the way his nostrils flared and I saw something flicker in his dark eyes, something....... dangerous? He locked eyes with me and started hard, as if he was searching for something. “Are you Lycan?” he asked me in a low voice that carried a sharp edge to it.

LILA I didn’t go back to my room. I walked past the hallway guards, past the east corridor, past the Luna’s garden with the ivy-covered trellis and broken lanterns still hanging from the last celebration. I didn’t stop until I reached the training field, where the dummies stood untouched in the sun, and the scent of metal and sweat lingered like ghosts. I needed to breathe. Think. Tear something apart if it didn’t answer me. Dominic lied. Or Tyler did. Maybe both. Maybe I was the idiot caught between their games again.

I see Lucas ready to explode, Yann frozen in his role of ruthless messenger, and I understand that I am at the center of a labyrinth. A labyrinth where every step may reveal that those we love, those in whom we have placed our trust, are perhaps linked to our worst nightmare.

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

So this must be… “Gotcha!” he exclaims at a small figure who was hiding behind a bush. “Aaaa!” A blonde girl falls out of the bush and lands on her bum. She is startled that he caught her so easily! The girl is around six years old with shiny golden hair which is almost as bright as the sun. Her doe-like amber eyes are full of shock and she pouts at her friend. “This is not fair!” she protests. “I was supposed to scare you!” “You cannot beat a Lycan Prince!” Alexei boasts. The girl only glares at him, feeling irritated. She tries to scare him everyday but he always catches her.

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.