Novel & Cerita Lara Croft Fanfiction

Lara snapped at her in irritation, making her chuckle. "You see, who are born smart, like me, they don't need to act smart." Chloe said with a smirk as she flipped her hair at the back. That seemed to irritate Lara more. "Shut up! Just shut up, okay? I know your intention very well! All this love and marriage shit is fake. It's all a lie! You are here for my son's money, right? You are a gold digger, right?" Lara accused her directly while fuming.

"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

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.

“You don’t get it. This meeting is important, and we have schedules to keep. I don't have time to waste.” “Then go for it, simple. I am not your bodyguard.” “But you are supposed to be on that pitch.” “To say things you and I worked on together. Look, babe, whether I stay back or not, you have all it takes to seal that deal.” This was one thing about Victoria that I never really understood She loved to push just to see how far she could go before I broke, and it infuriated and excited me. She knew what she wanted and knew how to get it, unlike Elara, who could almost pass for a remote-controlled robot.

~Elara~ ‎‎‎ ‎I rise slowly, scanning the shadows. A flicker catches my eye, movement along the rafters. ‎ ‎I don’t think. I move. ‎ ‎A knife whistles through the air where my head was seconds ago, embedding itself into the stone. ‎ ‎“Coward!” I snarl. ‎

She needed to restrain Elara, but she lacked the strength and capability. "Hmmm... but she's not really my sister, though," Elara retorted, casting a mocking glance at Fernanda and chuckling. "Hahaha! I was thinking of slowly poisoning her until she's paralyzed and unable to move her entire body. Then, I'll take care of her and tell her things to envy while she's sitting in a wheelchair, unable to walk. And when I get tired of taking care of her, I'll just push her down the stairs, but since she's a Lycan, she won't die that easily from that accident. So when everyone's asleep, I'll cover her face with a pillow and won't allow her to breathe," Elara replied, staring at Fernanda's tear-filled

Just as I stood up with the intention to stand up and search for her, the flurry and rush of footsteps came from the corridor before the door was opened. “You little slut thought you could save your way out of this!?” Lara yelled as she lunged at me in one clean jump. Lara was a full three years older than me, she had gotten her wolf three years ago too and had cried bitterly about not being mated to Huxley. “Just so you know, Huxley hates the very air you breathe. Unless you leave, your papa and that useless best friend of yours won’t be released from the Alpha’s dungeon.” She informed me with a gloating smirk.

well, shy and extremely quiet. Lara’s face lights up as she looks at me with adoration and lets out a dreamy sigh. “He is so incredibly attractive,” she gushes. “My friends tease me for my crush on him, saying he’s too old and quiet, but I couldn’t care less. Whenever I catch a glimpse of his chiseled abs, I can’t help but imagine handcuffing him and tying him to my bed.” I snort. “You look like an angel, but you’re secretly such a perverted weirdo...”

Lara Dr. Vili had a smirk on his face. Dr. Paike didn’t look like she was bothered by what she heard. Doc Cam looked like he was about to kill someone. He was literally red in the face and shaking. “You slut. How could you cheat on me,” Doc Cam said as he grabbed me by my hair and started dragging me away from the group. “What the hell are you doing,” I screamed at him. “You want to open your legs to those two poor idiots. Lara, I swear I will never let you out again,” he said enraged. While he was pulling me away, I could hear the others yelling at us. It was a blend of, “let her go,” and “what the hell are you doing,” and “you psycho,” and “this is going to far.” He was pulling

The woollen threads seemed serrated, leaving her fingertips raw with a stinging, abrasive itch. Lara noticed that whenever the inmates attempted to speak, the guards’ screams instantly shattered the air. With nothing else to occupy her mind, she raised her eyes and turned her head slightly whenever the overseers looked away. She sought to find the woman she had pushed, though she could not discern if her gaze held fear or a silent plea for forgiveness. As she turned her head further to the right, she caught sight of her and fixed her stare upon her. The woman’s gaze was resentful, while Lara’s was broken, devoid of any intent save for an apology. The woman merely lowered her head back to the