Left 4 Dead Fanfic Novels & Stories

"I'll always love you, Sarah. No matter what happens, remember that." *His hands, gentle yet possessive, tracing patterns on my skin. The sensation of completeness when he claimed me, marked me as his Luna. The pure bliss of our bond, strong and unbreakable.* *Until it wasn't.* *The scene shifted. Foster Thorn's cruel smile as he told me Alexander was dead. My wolf howling in anguish, breaking inside me. The pain so intense I thought I would die from it.*

Lucifer growled as he threw him on the ground as Draven panted for air. "She's mine. It doesn't matter if I love her or not, she'll always be mine." Lucifer growled as he kicked Draven resulting in him coughing violently. Draven looked up as Lucifer's eyes flicked red just for a second as he stepped over this body before leaving him all panting on the floor. Sarah's p.o.v

My fiance, Adrian Hale, and I had planned to go snorkeling on Valentine's Day. The day we landed in the south of France, I discovered that his first love, Vivian Clarke, had come with us. They insisted on heading into unpatrolled waters. "But those waters are dangerous, shrouded in strange rumors..." Adrian frowned at me. "Sophie, do you have to ruin the mood right now?" Vivian smiled and hooked her arm through his. "With you here, nothing is going to happen to us." Once we were in the water, Vivian recklessly swam toward the deeper channel. A swell shoved half her body into a narrow opening. I swam over to pull her free, but she thrashed and drove her heel hard into my knee. Her elbow knock

It was a smile that sent a chill down my spine, hinting at a darkness within him that both intrigued and unnerved me. As I jerked back to reality, I noticed that he was scrolling through the screen of Nyx’s phone. People had started making a crowd around us, attracted by the four men surrounding me. Shit! “I found a crazy fan, Marcus.” Derek announced very loudly. “I’m not a crazy fan.” I quickly said, trying to snatch the phone back. “Check the Apple ID. My name is Milli, not Nyx. Give that phone back please.” He smiled slightly. And then he threw the phone back in the air, “What a Stalker. Little Milli here is obsessed with you.”

"Do you know them?" Dante asked Dae in an emotionless tone reading papers of business. "No, I don't. " Dae answered. "The big man came to get the little one and they wanted to give me some...companion." "Fine. Do you like it, the companion?" "..." Without having an answer, Dante didn't ask more and continued to mind his own business. The little Dae looked out the window counting the raindrops. It seemed that he was enjoying more the silence.

I mean, now that I know this world exists, who knows what I’ll be doing after we graduate. Forrest grabs my bag and we head downstairs. The guys are all waiting in the foyer, bags in their hands. I smile at the sight. They’re all coming. I knew they would and I love that they are. Truly, I couldn’t imagine going anywhere without the four of them. I never want to be separated from them ever again, not now that I’ve found them. Uh… I’m officially the clingy girlfriend. “We wouldn’t let you go without us.” Puma smirks as he reads my thoughts. “I think that makes us clingy too.”

“That’s why I chose Elara so easily this time. I wanted to compensate her… for what happened before.” So he was reborn. That explains everything. That explains the disdain in his eyes at the selection—how cold he looked at me that day. “Adrian,” I said, calm as ice, “you and I—we’re done. Whatever you think you owed me, or whatever I thought I owed you, it’s over. We’re clear.” I paused. Then added, “If you respect me at all—even just a little—for the fact that I died for you in our last life… leave me alone. Let me have the ending I deserve.”

Tristan replied stiffly. “Yes. Him.” Damian tapped a finger against the cup. “From that very first encounter, I knew something was off about him. I just couldn’t place what. I thought he was using some kind of magic or sorcery. Not until that battlefield… when I realized there were four of them. Quadruplets.” His eyes narrowed. “That’s when I remembered the stories… the tales of four brothers traveling across countries, across cities, leaving nothing but ashes behind as they searched for a rare wolf.”

“Bella, please… you can’t do this to me. I was wrong. I was wrong.” I pressed my hand to his cheek, wishing—aching—for him to feel it. If only you’d admit you cared about me while I was alive. If only I could’ve heard it then. But nothing could go back to how it was. The brother who loved me was finally back—and I was too dead to ever hold him again.

I had been crushing on Alpha Silas since we were pups. When he was attacked by a Rogue's dark magic and his wolf went feral from heat, I didn't hesitate to offer my body as the cure for him. We spent the entire night tangled together. It seemed only natural that I would become his Luna. But on the day of our mating ceremony, Silas's soulmate Sloane was so heartbroken that she fled the pack—only to be captured and killed by Rogues. After the ceremony, the pack finally found her body, and Silas stared at her corpse in dead silence. I thought we would grow closer over time, that he would eventually fall for me. But on the day I went into labor, he ruthlessly and unilaterally snapped our mate b