Lara Croft Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Oh… I shut my eyes and battle a moan. My pussy. Wild and dirty. Picturing his black cock slamming him and dusting me clean. After 5 torturous years of celibacy… Now, it's his turn to cry a river. “You look hot!” Lara screams. “Sizzling hot.” She acts like a teenager. “I should hide you from my man… speaking about my man, I should call him now.” “Why?” “He’s joining us on the trip, dumb-ass.” She teases. “Whatever.” I return to packing my bags. “All of you get a date except…”

knew. --- Meanwhile, Lara was giddy with excitement. Like Jennifer, she knew it was wrong to have a lesbian encounter with her brother's fiancé... the difference being not only did she not care, but the very idea it was wrong enhanced the excitement. Lara always loved the chase, the seduction, the challenge of turning a straight girl into an eager pussy pleaser, but this conquest would be her Mona Lisa. She had been planting seeds for weeks, and they would all culminate and come to fruition in the kinkiest of wrong places... a church.

he said "Thanks bro, I really wished that I can capture everyone heart with this setup" Lucas looked at him,"of course you will" he said and gave Almond a look, Almond looked lost at first but after a while he understands what his friend is saying. He and Lucas walked down to the field that will be used to fight against the alpha. "Hi bae" Linda said as she hugged Alex, "I have missed you" she Said again "Same here bae, I missed you alot" "I wished we are already together" "Take it easy, we will be when the time comes"

This was the perfect time to forge their new relationship. Nio was in his room trying to sleep. But sleep would not come. His mind wouldn't let him rest. Then the door opened and Lara entered into the bedroom. Nio jumped hoping for news from Nioob but soon realized that Lara had other intentions. As she approached him, she slipped out of her thin white robe. The expression on her face was unmistakable. Nio’s lower parts began to pulsate with a life of their own. He asked: "And Nioob?"

I was far too fierce for that. I cower to no male. Man or wolf. But Alaric was tall, and fierce, and right now his face was so hard it could’ve been carved from granite, looking down on me. As if he doesn’t even know how to smile. Or he had some idea I was planning an escape. His blue eyes set on me like bits of ice. “I’m giving you fair warning, Lara. In a few nights, I’m taking you for mate.” The Hell you are!

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!”

Elara’s POV, I get to my room in agnst, mentally preparing to go all the way back to Italy, to the Virelli Estate. I have to find that heir before any of them does. I have to take her away, probably use her for the safe and take what is in there for myself. As revenge on Matteo, of course. When I get to the room, I bring out a small suitcase and start packing essentials. All my fake IDs and passports are burnt to a crisp, so I have to quickly forge two of them.

She even pulled up the details of the photo to support his explanation and the time on it was May 15, 2021. “Oh.” I said, too stunned for words. Lara smiled. “So… will you consider my son's offer?” Jordan's face turned red. “It's not my …” “Will you?” Lara smiled. “I've always wanted a daughter-in-law.” Jordan rolled his eyes. “You have one already.” “Oh please, I don't like Kylie,” She snorted, then pulled me close. “I like Mariam.” “Marie,” I corrected.” “Even better.” Lara smiled, pulling me out of the restaurant.

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?

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.