Lazarbeam And Fresh Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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Before we get to them, I stop Liam. He looks at me with a frown, and I remove my cap. “Liam, I know how sentimental you are about things, so I had this made for you.” I hand him the cap and watch his eyes widen at what I had done for him. Embroidered on the top is a poem I found online and tweaked a bit. /“Brown eyes only had hatred towards the world, emotionless and dead as the earth. But one day, brown eyes met green, and everything came to life once more.”/

He leans back in his chair and gives me a lustful smirk as his eyes travel over my body. I try to think of something to distract him and I remember the conversation he started first at the bridge and then in the elevator. “You-you said th-that there were similarities be-between you and Lazarus.” I stammer out between my sobs. I take some deep breaths to try and still my racing heart and tears.

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Archer looked like a little boy who had been promised some treats. "Sure, anything for my sugar daddy. Baby is so hungry for daddy's huge sausage. Fill me good, daddy…you want me to prepare myself now daddy?" Beam suddenly became seductive as he looked at Archer with his sultry gaze. He even lewdly pulled down the zipper of his pants. "Ah, shit…Beam…" Archer muttered under his breath before he stepped on the accelerator. "Hahaha…" Beam laughed out loud. ****😊😉😊****

Dylan said, laying it back down on the table. It took her a second to realize that Liam was the Texan. She pulled the paper back towards her. “It is finished.” An obnoxious snort erupted from him. “Yeah, right.” “It is,” Zephyra insisted, crossing her arms over her chest. “No way,” Dylan shot with a look of stupefied awe. “I have more exes than this.” “Yeah, I wouldn’t brag about that, player,” Zephyra said, flashing him her toothy smile. “And if you say anything about being a nymph, I swear to God I will stick this pencil in your eye, got it?”

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Instead, her chest tugged just a little, because under all the princely arrogance and dramatic mystery, he looked… lost. “Oh, I am so going to write a blockbuster best-selling novel when I get back to my world,” Lyra declared, eyes gleaming with excitement. She threw her hands in the air. “Seriously, the ‘Prince Who Thought I Was His Dead Girlfriend’ has N*****x series written all over it. Eat your heart out, Bridgerton.” Elias smiled at her. “You have a deal,” he said simply. Lyra grinned, feeling unusually triumphant, and extended her hand for a shake—business-like, as if this was some legally binding contract between mildly dysfunctional time-crossed humans.

Zara seems in better spirits once school starts back up. Having a routine and figuring out how to balance school, homework, and working on the sigma cure seems to keep her mind off of other things. She also shows an interest in converting the guest room into a nursery and the nursery into a guest room so the baby will be closer to our room. Mom is happy to help have the guest room furniture moved and to have everything from the existing creepy nursery donated. One particularly rough night at work, Jasper and I find the body of a girl we had been speaking with under a bridge. The sickly sweet smell of ketamine is heavy in the air.

The darkest deprived parts of me craved him, allowing him to destroy me in every essence until our souls were intertwined. Lazarus is a weakness I couldn’t afford to have. I had to focus for my survival, I couldn’t get lost in a fantasy of our lives together. Because we don’t have a future together and we never will. ________________________________ “Hey, anyone in here?” Lila called, peeking through the gap of my door. She spots me immediately, beaming. “Oh, thank god, we are next to each other.” She threw a bottle of sparkling water my way and I catch it with ease, my mind continuing to spiral down a blackhole created by Lazarus. “Are all the contestants here?”