Left 4 Dead Fanfic Novels & Stories

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

This time, no one would stop me. I stepped forward, my toes hanging over the edge of the cliff. "VIOLA! DON'T!" Four ragged, heartbroken screams ripped through the air behind me. Marco, Vincent, Draven, Luca. They stood in a line, faces streaked with blood and tears, broken and desperate. The four men I'd spent 21 years begging to love me, to see me. "Viola, we know everything now." Marco took a shaking step forward, his voice cracking. "They're all dead. Come back with me, to the compound. I'll give you anything. Everything."

Maybe he still believed that if he lowered himself enough, I'd forgive him—just like I had, again and again, across three lifetimes. But this time, he was wrong. I looked at him and said clearly, "There's nothing left to say between us. It's over. The man I'm marrying is Jace." I had given him three chances—three lives. And each time, he had used that love to destroy me. Even to kill me. This time, I only wanted peace. I only wanted Jace. Something in my certainty seemed to break Lance. He lowered his head, shoulders trembling like a scolded child.

" I looked down at his stubborn yet fragile grip on my hand. In the end, I sighed and pushed him away. "We're over, Eugene."

The Beta wolf yelled, sprinting up and trying to take April's cooling body from his friend, but Zade just growled holding her even tighter. "Alpha, I have to make sure that she's dead." He whispered brokenly, grieving for his childhood friend, aching to touch her, to make sure. "She's still breathing." Zade rasped out, and when Todd strained his ears he could hear it faintly, the rise and fall of her breath..but it was clear April was struggling. " That bastards spawn are dead though, I made sure of it." It took Todd precious seconds to understand what Zade meant, and as it registered he knew he would never look the same way at his Alpha again.

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Look back. Because what proud she-wolf would really choose some crippled rogue over him? But I didn't stop. In four days, I'd stand beside Frey—at 'our' mating ceremony. After that? Samzor and Catherine would be dead to me.

“Weak? No. Broken? Never. What you went through… that took strength. And that strength is what drew us to you.” Finn leaned closer, brushing a loose strand of hair behind my ear. “Besides,” he said, voice soft but teasing, “you’re ours. All four of us. We don’t let each other, or anyone else, walk away from what belongs to us.” I laughed shakily, a sound more like a sob at first. “Yours?” I whispered, eyes darting between them. “You… all four of you… want me?” Gunner’s grin was small, almost rueful. “We’ve already decided that. The question now is, do you want us? Not just to fight for you, but… with us, beside us?”

"Girl, what is wrong with you? First, Riven is obsessed with you. Kael feels your blood moving. Dante has to split his test. And now the vampire literally traverses a room of humans and wants to go out with your blood?!" I blinked. "It wasn't like that…" "Same as that," she said to me, eyes open wide. "He tells you he's going to fall in love with your blood? Who does that?!" I didn't say anything. Because I had no idea how to explain what was going through my head. When Lucien looked at me… something within me shattered. Something terrible. And beautiful. I spent that night in bed in silence. My heart was looping Lucien's words over and over and over again.

he whispered, his voice barely audible. Lucifer’s hips thrust forward, filling Allistair in one swift, powerful movement. Allistair cried out, his body stretching to accommodate Lucifer’s size. The pain was intense, but the pleasure that followed was even more overwhelming. Lucifer’s movements were rough and unyielding, each thrust a claim, a promise, a reminder of the bond that transcended time and reality. Allistair met him stroke for stroke, his body yielding and demanding in equal measure. The stone wall behind him was cold and unyielding, but the heat of their passion made it seem distant and insignificant.