Novel & Cerita Lara Croft Fanfiction

"A bride? You think she can play the part of a Vane wife?" "I think she can play any part she needs to if she’s hungry enough," Adriana replied. She reached out and flicked a wet strand of hair from my forehead. "I'll help her. I'll turn this little ghost into a goddess. In exchange, I want front-row seats to the downfall of the Crestview family. I’ve always hated that stepmother of yours, Lara. She has such... common tastes." I looked between the two of them. The monster and the puppet master. They were offering me the world, but it felt like walking into a cage.

She said to her empty room. She closed her eyes and said a silent prayer and continued her work only this time she didn’t hear any voice any more. Stella and Aaron. Lara is not just a name, Lara significed evil, death, torture, Pain. Lara was worst than a devil, any demon, any fend, any ghoul. Lara was the worst of them all. She was a diffrent kind of ghoul, She stood in dimlight in the room with paintings, writing her name with black paint on the white board. Every letter she wrote, She wrote it with hatred, She wrote it with anger.

“I can’t wait any longer. I’m going to finish him and his entire pack off!” “Hold your temper, son!” Pascal said in a tone of restrained emotion. “It’s not time yet.” “We must wait until then.” “But I can’t just stand by and watch this,” Victor growled in a wolfish tone. “I can’t wait to tear him apart and make him beg to crawl towards me!” “Soon we will destroy their pack.” *** “This dress is too pretty for me.” Lara refused the wedding dress that was to be put on her. Her body was covered in scars and she didn’t deserve the dress.

OK Ryan said I will not disturb you then bye In the evening when Lara finished her study in the library, she was walking on her own towards the bus station she sensed that someone was following her then suddenly she felt scared and then someone ran towards her and kidnaps her when he put something in her mouth and after that, she is getting unconscious she says in her mind am I dying again ......

"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...

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.

"At first, I tried to separate the three of you, pretending like I was looking out for Jos when in reality I wanted her gone, including Kate. I wanted you to be my friend, I wanted you all to myself like we once were, in elementary school! But you abandoned me!" At her last words, Lara was screaming into my face, her calm demeanour all gone as the past memories take over her better judgement, and the traumatic experiences returns. Grabbing my thge neck line of my dress, Lara pulls me towards her until our noses are almost touching. My face contorts in one of fury as I fight to get away, but Lara's grip is strong, and while my method to get away includes not hurting her, Lara doesn't care. S

I asked Martin. “Heard of it but haven't seen one this real,” he said as Captain Marlow took it off. “Spent almost all the money I could run away with on this,” she said dryly. “Run away, why?” I asked her. “LeVert or whatever he calls himself these days, killed my eldest sister. I wasn't about to be the next,” she said walking away. “What's your real name Captain?” I asked her. “It's Lara, Lara Croft,” she said and I sighed.

She furrowed her eyebrows at me. "Just trying to see if I can feel my wolf yet." I sighed. "Huh?" "It's my eighteenth birthday and I still haven't gotten my wolf yet." "Wow, that's okay," she shrugged. "You don't care?" "Why would I? We can share my wolf, her name's Lara." She teased and we both ended up laughing. She took my hand in hers, "happy birthday to you." Her smile was so calming that for once in my life, I felt like everything would be alright as we headed to the rooftop. I finally had a friend to call my own. If only I'd known how drastically my life was going to change.

I regretted making those promises; now I felt indebted to her. "The wounds," I thought. "Lara still hasn't said how she got them." I marveled at her strength, remembering she endured the pain and still gave me what I wanted. I opened the passage door and saw her praying to the moon goddess to accept her husband's soul. The story says she never loved him and was forced to marry me, yet she was praying for him. I hadn't even done that for my brother or my parents. This supposed killer was doing it for her husband. I had to join her; it was for my dear brother Max. "May his soul rest in the bosom of the goddess, and may the universe expose his killer," she prayed. "This is fake," I thought. "I