Lara Croft Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

“ Around that time, I started falling in love with Leonardo, I tried to make him notice me, but to no avail. Then when I realized he got married to you and you're Sherry's baby father daughter, I had to go back to sherry and make a deal with her. Lara said and gave me a sinister smile. “I am to get married to Leonardo and she's going to get back with Alex, your father. That was the plan but unfortunately she lost and got arrested. But me? I continued with the plan of course. I'm not the one who loses a game, I'll do anything to win, even if it means killing you. Which I am going to do.” I stayed quiet, I didn't even know what to say. Lara is extremely dangerous and I had to be careful with m

Instead, I withdraw my arm as if her touch burnt me. “Please don’t touch me. I already have a mate.” “Oh, we know,” Lara grins. “I was just...I don’t know. I couldn’t help myself, okay? It’s not every day that I get to spend the day with a hybrid more powerful than the Alpha in my pack. I’m a huge fan of yours.” Huge fan? I don’t like that. I don’t like that at all! Where is Sally? I’m scared and want to go home!

There was only one person in this world that could make Matthias be as flustered as he was now—that person was Heather. Lara’s hate for the woman named Heather was gradually increasing. She couldn’t understand what exactly was so good about Heather that could make Matthias behave this inferior. In fact, she might not abhor Heather that much if Heather and Matthias came out as a couple, but she had witnessed over and over again how mean Heather was to Matthias. No one could withstand the person of their dreams being fooled around as such by another woman. Lara thought Matthias was out of Heather’s league, and she was determined to teach Heather a lesson.

Elara's eyes caught something written on the cement as they moved him, and just by the handwriting, she knew Fiona was behind it. Elara felt an intense surge of anger but forced herself to remain strong, knowing that if she succumbed to her emotions, Fiona would win this battle. She had a strong intuition that Fiona was still alive and knew she wasn't mistaken. Fiona wouldn't die so easily—Elara was certain that it was her destiny to end her stepsister's life. Elara slapped her cheeks to focus and regain control over her emotions. However, she couldn't stop the tears from falling for Lilian. She removed her jacket and gently covered Lilian's lifeless body, closing her eyes softly.

***Lara *** After he left for work, I dragged myself out of bed and shuffled toward the shower. The desire to stay cocooned in his lingering scent and relive the memories of the night before tugged at me. Maya seemed to echo that sentiment, yearning to immerse herself in his intoxicating aroma, to roll and frolic in it like a Labrador in the snow. A soft chuckle escaped me as I entertained the playful image. We would need to go for a run soon to satisfy her restless spirit. I’m sure Knight feels the same as she does.

No, crying would ignite their spite. I felt my wolf's fury, as she struggled to get out. My eyes widened. I forced myself out of the locker, and with my head bent low, I made to move past the three bags of human tormentors. "Not so soon, Lara," Aiden chuckled, and grabbed my wrist. My skin felt scorched under his touch, and as I struggled to free my wrist from his grip, he tightened his hold. "You know what to do." Another voice sneered behind me. I knew who it belonged to of course. It was one of Aiden's cohorts, Drake.

The impact cracked the rock, dust showering down. “She’s mine!” I bellowed, my teeth snapping inches from his throat. Reis only laughed, blood spilling down his chest. “Then why does her Seal glow brighter for me than it ever did for you?” My claws dug deeper, fury burning through me. I wanted to rip him apart, to scatter his body across the clearing so no one could ever mistake his claim again. “Stop!” Lara’s scream cut through the haze, sharp and desperate. Her hands clutched my arm, her tears falling hot against my skin. “Luther, don’t! Please—you’ll kill him!”

Grave Groaning, I pulled the blonde closer, thrusting harder while she moaned beneath me, nails dragging down my chest. Her legs trembled around my waist, but it wasn’t enough. None of it was enough. Because she wasn’t her. Every damn time I closed my eyes, all I saw was Lyra Cross. Her mouth. Her attitude. Those dangerous fucking eyes. I knew we were playing a reckless game, but I couldn’t stop myself from wanting more. The girl was poison and danger, and it intrigued me. It’s only natural I love danger.

" Jake sulked in at the thought of this. He wondered just how Yoldes palm had managed to pull this off. ' So, Yoldes' palm must be offering those rogues and every other werewolf in the city a way out?' Jake thought. " Although, there are few outliers like yourself who haven't been found by them yet, but most werewolves in the city have been found and invited... Or forcefully taken care of otherwise." Jamie said a while later, causing Jake to express even more surprise. ' They really are going the extra mile to ensure this. This is crazy!' Jake screamed internally. " It appears that the famous Nicole Larson is also a werewolf. Honestly it's quite surprising just how the next person could be a

"I lost him, Yara. Do you understand? The only man I ever loved, the only person who ever truly saw me, and they took him from me. They hunted us like animals. They killed him and left me alone for seventeen years. Seventeen years of searching for you, of planning, of waiting for the day when I'd finally have the power to bring him back." "So you lied," I said. "About everything. You were never looking for me because you loved me. You were looking for me because you needed my blood." "I do love you!" Perla cried. "You're my daughter! But I loved him first. I loved him more. And I've been half-dead without him for so long that I don't remember what it feels like to be whole." She took another