Novel & Cerita Lara Croft Fanfiction

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.

Lara felt inspired to turn her bitter experiences into a book. "Would anyone even buy it? Hehe... why bother reading other people's life stories?" Lara chuckled to herself. But, actually, what she experienced was truly like a story in a romance novel. The difference was, her story fell into the thriller genre, not pure romance. Sometimes, Lara also felt that the scriptwriter of her life was so troublesome. "If only my life were written by someone... I'd definitely visit their house and protest! The writer is so cruel!" Lara grumbled irritably while flipping through the pages of the nearly finished novel.

Like he belonged next to me. Way too close. Lara's lips twitched as she forced a smile, trying not to flinch. Her thoughts were spinning. This had become fake-on-fake violence. "Everything good over here, Anne?" Victor asked lightly. "Yeah, we were just talking," Lara said, laughing too quickly. She was wondering if he'd heard what she said earlier. She was more worried about her image than her life. Victor's mind didn't slow down. 'I'll break her wrists so she'll never be able to use them again. Slam her against the locker until something cracks. Then she'll understand not to touch what's mine.'

They both laughed and I turned my gaze to Lara, and she just stood there with a smirk on her lips, enjoying that I was being ridiculed. Still, I didn’t react. I wasn’t going to give them a chance to see how much their words affected me. “I can’t believe he would even go that low, Lara,” the second girl scoffed. “Why her?” “I’m sure our pathetic little slut flashed her titties at him,” Lara spat, her eyes burning with hate. “She got dumped because she couldn’t suck a cock, now she’s after mine.” Her friend jabbed a finger at me. “You better stay away from him. You don’t want to mess with Lycans. If you dare think about Kade one more time, I will personally break you to pieces. I promise.”

Lara ignored her. She got down from the horse and walked to the arena. Cage held her hands just before she entered the arena. "Remember the outcome doesn't matter but please beat the hell out of her for us," he whispered to her ear and let go of her. Fayn's eyes were blazing with jealousy. She hated the show of affection. She vowed to disfigure Lara's face so she becomes unrecognizable. Lara entered the arena and started jogging around to warm up. Fayn laughed at her.

Her clit throbbed with insistent need, pulsing in time with her racing heartbeat. Part of her brain screamed to bolt again, to turn around, scan her forged QR code again if she had to, and flee back into the night. This wasn't what she'd signed up for. She was Lara the nerd, the girl who hid behind screens and code, not... this, not someone who belonged in a place with naked, writhing strangers, but her feet wouldn't move.

--- PERSONAL FILE Name: Lara Age: 27 Marital Status: Married. Husband: Alpha Lucien of the Wildfang wolf clan. Clan Status: Luna — unmatched bond, not marked. NOTABLE TRAITS: No inner wolf awakened. Quiet and composed under pressure. Demonstrates unusual emotional endurance and steadiness in difficult environments. Observed to be deeply loyal even where loyalty has not been returned. Carries herself with a natural dignity that does not match her recorded station. ---

she confessed. “This can’t be true…” I shook my head in disbelief. All of these seem fabricated fictional stories! Lara's eyes gleamed with a twisted satisfaction as she continued her unsettling narrative. "It's true, Liana. After my father was cast out, I was left to fend for myself. While you lived in luxury, I struggled to find my next meal," she spat, her tone dripping with bitterness. My heart clenched with guilt as I listened to her. "I had no idea about any of this, Lara. Then why am I being held captive here?”

" They left a hook for the next ones! I saw on F******k people commenting that it was weak this time and that the director didn't follow up on the previous one. I hate to receive spoilers, but I got some without wanting to. You know when you read a little bit and you know you should skip it so you don't get a spoiler, but you still go there and read it? Well, I did that, and I confess that I liked it. Now the next one will be out next year. She wiped her hair and put the bowl away, and as they headed for the living room, Lara came in. " Hello, how are you? I heard about you and came to meet you, I'm Lara.” The girl was about nineteen years old. She was about Clara's height, brunette, black,

She had spent five months in this house without any TV time so she guessed she deserved it anyway. She headed downstairs again and made for the living room. She put the TV on and went through the channels. "News, nah, sports, nope, Bollywood, definitely not. Ooh, Lara Croft is on." Lilian loved Lara Croft. She was almost like her role model. She was strong, sexy, and independent, not to mention, rich. As she watched with rapt attention, she didn't realize that Damian had come downstairs. The unusual noise had gotten his attention and he came down to find out what was going on. He saw Lilian sitting comfortably in the chair watching her show. He watched her for a few minutes and waited for th