Lara Croft Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"You don't get to do this to people. You don't get to treat them like this. Was this a revenge plan of yours? Was this revenge?" Lara starts cackling before I even finish my question. "Oh, I shouldn't do that to people? I have no right? Really? You did worse, remember? You acted like our connection was real and you took advantage of our bond to punish my father for what he did to you. It's so pathetic. He wasn't even my biological father, didn't you know? What you did didn't affect him at all. He just kicked me out like a whore and moved on. And I was the one who ended up in the streets, pregnant and—"

she hissed, her lips curling into a wicked smile, "is just the beginning, Lara. Soon, you will know what true despair feels like, and there will be no escaping it." Back in Tribiano, Lara sat in silence, lost in thought as her gaze followed Cyrus while he trained the young wolves. There was something about him—a feeling, an unshakable connection that tugged at her heart. She couldn't stop thinking about the uncanny resemblance he shared with their long-lost son, Ethan. Her mind drifted to Ethan’s birthmark, a small but distinct mark on his left shoulder. It was the only way to confirm the suspicion gnawing at her. As she watched Cyrus move with grace and intensity that reminded her of Ethan,

Just trust me; it’s going to be perfect. Evans: It better be, Alice. We can’t afford any slip-ups. Alice: Relax, I’ve got it all figured out. Just focus on your part, and I’ll handle the rest. Clark won’t know what hit him. Evans: Alright, keep me updated. I flip the page to the second page revealing another set of screenshotted chats between Alice and Evans. Alice: Hey babe, we have a huge problem. Evans: What’s the problem? Alice: It seems like Lara is becoming suspicious of your involvement with me. She has asked that I return home as she believes it’s safe for me now.

“You destroyed your own family—your own brother—just because you were jealous of him. And you think that makes you strong? That makes you a coward, Luka. A pathetic, power-hungry coward.” Luka’s eyes darkened, and in that moment, Elara knew she had struck a nerve. His entire body tensed, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. “You will regret those words,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. “I gave you everything, Elara. I gave you a life, a future. And you threw it all away for him.” Elara’s chest tightened, but she didn’t back down. She had been afraid of Luka for so long, but not anymore. She wasn’t going to let him control her, not with words, and certainly not with fear.

Marcus glared at Lara and soon walked away with his wife to attend the wedding guests. “Yes father.” The girl spoke proudly and then grinned looking at her sister, she hated the most. Jenna looked Lara from head to toe, yet again jealous of her height, long wavy hair, blue eyes and thin body. The girl was gifted with extraordinary beauty and intelligence. She was a topper in her university and was now an Economics scholar.

They've already gone ahead to find the room and set up the camera connected to our cell phones. This is some high-tech stuff, girls! Lara's role is challenging. She needs to spill cold wine on Joanna and get her to drink a sinful glass of wine laced with the same medicine Joanna used on Zac. Now it's Joanna's turn to suffer the consequences! Bwahaha. We're in evil witch mode now! And here she is! Lara is approaching Joanna. "Hey girl, you're so mean! Why didn't you invite me?" Lara says, pretending to be offended.

“Everyone at work hates me now because of him. I don’t even know what’s in that damn box. I’m just scared he’ll find another way in.” A smirk ghosted across Lara's lips. “You know,” she said, squeezing my hand until my knuckles whitened, “I've been waiting for this. And no, I haven't been dreaming about killing him with a tractor since he hurt you… but I do have a plan.” “Why a tractor?” I asked, because it felt right to be ridiculous for a second. " Really? " I added. She winked. “Trust me. Tomorrow night, he won't expect what's coming. You're going!”

Poor thing never wnated to be a part of his scheming reality. Lara was not only my healer or friend. Not the girl who held my hand when the world fell apart. She was the girl who braided my hair before my first shift. She was the last anchor. The one Draco placed closest to me. The one he crafted to hurt me the most, in the most brutal way. “Say something,” I whispered. My voice sounded foreign, like I was listening to another woman wearing my skin. Lara blinked slowly, then lifted her chin. “You already know what must be done.” Her voice was calm, almost gentle. The voice she used when stitching war wounds in the infirmary. "End this!! It will make Dracxo weak."

don't look at them no more" But the young girl couldn't take her eyes off them, she just watched them go farther and farther until she couldn't see a thing , just smoke in the air and voices of vicious wolves howling "Daddy, Mummy,come ,come, " no stay away from them. nooooooo! " hey, you're safe now, hey! Lara's eyes shot open, sweating and looking pale, she turned to see a familiar face, Crane had an expressionless look on his face " it's just a dream , you're fine now" Looking down at her hands that were intertwined with his big hands , she couldn't help but wonder , [ how come?], remembering the gruesome scene she encountered the last time , and he... oh no that hand

“Alpha Lara is the long-lost daughter of Elder Alpha Gareth. From what I gathered, he found her—or she found them—shortly after her banishment. She went straight to Frost Fang and was taken in. No one seems to know the full story of their reunion. But within two years, she challenged the sitting Alpha… and won.” I sat up slowly, elbows on my knees. “Challenged and won? Against who?” “Former Alpha Ryker.” Gideon’s jaw tightened. “She ended it in under five minutes. No one saw the fight clearly—Frost Fang closed ranks fast—but the rumors say she fought like someone who had all the powers in the world.” I stared at the dark fireplace across the room, mind racing. Lara. The same woman I’d once w