Lara Croft Fan Fiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Lara happily wrote about her family and wished them good health. I let out a sigh and wished Rhea, my best friend, would achieve her dream. I wished that those who hurt me would face their karmas in my hands. I wished for clarity, blessings, and for... a new love. No matter how painful my first relationship was, I still want to fall in love. Because I still think that it is the best feeling that anyone could feel. The bright sky soon turned dark and everyone prepared to fly their lanterns. I noticed Lara who kept looking to her left and I secretly smiled when I saw her looking at Tyron, Kraven's bodyguard.

"She's 18 years old! just a girl with very small statue" Nirvana rolled her eyes now that she's understood that Lara was older than she looked. She's just trapped in a smaller body. She faced Lara sharply. "Why did you sneak up here? Were you capturing us all along?" Lara quickly hid the phone behind her immediately. She's been here since the start of things and the girl has been looking for all opportunities to have something she could use to blackmail Keiran. Even if Keiran paid her now, it wouldn't make up for what Ariana and Frankie did to her. Also about her small statue, Lara knew she wasn't born like this...

Cynthia rolls her eyes in notable annoyance. “Because I love to poke fun at how mediocre filmmakers in this genre are these days.” She chuckles wickedly. “Also, you cannot deny that it is comforting to see how Alexandra Daddario's tits jump every time she cums.” “Listen!” Cynthia folds her arms and scowls at her. “I'm here, you know?” A smile emanates from Lara's lips, she turns suddenly and plants a kiss on the cheek of her girlfriend. “Oh Love! You know you're the only woman I love in this world.” She winks at her. “Let me fantasize a bit. I don't say anything to you when you drool while watching Dua Lipa videos.”

The two got on like a house on fire but to those that were not familiar with the two would be on tender hooks. “He beat up the kid from his marriage with his childhood sweetheart to be with you?” “Ha…. ha…. ha…” Lara laughed uncontrollably “Shouldn’t I be proud if I could invoke such loyalty?? Why do I feel like a powerful concubine from the ancient times?” Dana pursed her lips suppressing a smile, but the others laughed loudly. “Why is my man being targeted when we have the king of scandals here?” Lara pouted after she finished her narcist gloating.

He has definitely changed like they do in novels. I sat down and thinking about this, tears rolled down my cheeks. How can this be happening? How can I marry someone like him? Why am I thinking, when I don’t even have a choice? I took out my phone and searched for Lara on Instagram. She might still look into it. I didn’t try earlier because even though she has an account, she rarely opens and looks into it, but I will take my chances. I found her and I messaged her. “It’s Ashley. I need your help. I am kidnapped by Vincent Smith and he wants to marry me. Please save me, Lara”

Lara said, waving a hand dramatically as she dropped onto the leather sofa. “Kian and Kiera? Please. They have your stubborn eyes and her perfect smile. Anyone with half a brain can tell.” “You tailed Benny too?" I asked, raising my brow at her. She would only know that if she had tailed him. “Yes, I was curious." She shrugged. I stood up slowly and walked over to the bar in the corner of the room and poured myself a glass of water, my mind restless. “They’re beautiful,” Lara continued, almost dreamily. “Ivana must have raised them well. I can’t wait to meet them properly. I want to wrap my arms around them and just spoil them for days.”

LARA could not still forget what she just discovered. Her older sister turns out to be the mother of Elecxxon. Her older sister, Maddie, has a son, and it's Elecxxon, his boss's nephew. She’s not been in her right mind for the past few days; everything has become complicated, and she doesn't know how to face it. She has been looking for her Ate Maddie for a long time. She was the reason why she was in Nevada, California. She wants to search for her; she wants to know the truth, where her older sister goes and is okay wherever she is. Her last news was she was working with a large company but she never told her she had a boyfriend and worse, she had a baby. No wonder she’s comfortable with El

said Liam. “I hate my things to be touch,” he growled and punched on the locker. His throw was so strong that the door fell down, broken. ************** Meanwhile in another alternative time “Dad, your time is over,” she said while pointing a gun towards him. Her eyes turned black. The woman standing with him gasped. “Zira no,” the woman screamed but she already pulled the trigger. ************** She took him away from school’s land and let her hand go slowly.

The cold tile felt good against my hot skin as I splashed water on your face. While the cold spray calmed my burning anger, a dark thought wormed its way into my mind. Memories of how I treated Elara surfaced, a twisted plan forming. I imagined pushing Daciana to her limits, using frustration and fear to make her so miserable so that she would just leave on her own. A dangerous smirk played on my lips as I pictured it.

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?