Novel & Cerita Left 4 Dead Fanfiction

DAWN’S POV I was seated in the throne room, watching as the elders and gammas of my pack whispered among themselves, unable to believe that their alpha was dead. I assured them that he was dead, but they demanded to see his body. "I want to see his body! How can we believe he is dead without seeing his body?" one of the gammas said, with a tinge of desperation in his voice. "You don't need to see his body. Trust me, he's dead," I replied with a cold tone, trying to hide my smile.

Either he sent them to himself to make you feel even sorrier for him, or one of his previous victims found his number. "He played you, Evelyn." When Thomas saw the truth slipping out of his control, he suddenly screamed. "Evelyn, he's lying! He's jealous because he knows you have feelings for me! You don't believe any of this, do you?" He lunged toward Evelyn, but she shoved him away. "Get away from me." She pushed him aside in disgust, then looked at me with a complicated expression. Her lips moved, but no words came out. I gave a cold laugh, grabbed my suitcase, and turned to leave.

Roxanne's POV The door opened and the music hit first, then the heat, then the eyes. Every single one of them. The conversation near the entrance didn't stop immediately, it stuttered, like a record skipping, and then the whispers started moving through the room in a wave I could physically track from face to face. Is that Roxanne Sinclair?" "No fucking way." "Since when does Blackwood date Omegas?" "Holy shit, she's actually hot!" I kept my chin up. Tyson's hand sat flat against the small of my back, warm and steady, and I felt him lean slightly closer without breaking step.

He choked out. I watched him waddle hurriedly out of the grand hall. "Strange," Zane looked amused, "whatever got into him? He's usually not this humble." "You don't say," A little smile played at the corner of my lips. Beta Darius, you started the seductive dance with death the minute you met me. You're soon going to know how it feels to pray, beg and long for death with your entire being. ~~~~~~~~~~ It finally sunk in. I am mated to a Lycan.

she said in a small voice, “I want another condition too.” Nathaniel raised a brow. “What is it?” Madeline’s eyes glistened with tears as she met his gaze. “Never bring up that night again. I don’t want my life to keep being haunted by that mistake.” Nathaniel was silent for a long moment, watching her. Then at last, he wrote the fourth condition. “No discussion of the past.” The room fell silent again. Madeline lowered her head, taking a deep breath. “All right. If everything is written down, I’ll sign it.”

"I smelled her first!" "You're both wrong!" Nathan shouted, shoving his brothers apart. "She's MY mate! I can feel it!" "MINE!" Caiden roared, his eyes blazing with a ferocity that matched his brothers. "She belongs to ME!" I stared at them, my battered mind struggling to comprehend what was happening. Four mates. I had four mates. I had just been rejected by my fated mate, branded a murderer, flogged, and banished—and now the Moon Goddess had tied me to four of the most dangerous wolves in existence?

Hearing the panicked words, Leo froze. I studied his expression carefully, hoping he might grieve for me. But he reacted as if he'd heard a bad joke, brow furrowing. "What did you say? Catherine's dead?" The subordinate, still shaken by the horror he'd seen in the dungeon, lowered his head: "Alpha, you'd better go see for yourself." Leo tried to reach me through the mind-link, but received only dead silence. His expression went cold despite itself.

I hadn't expected that diary to give him such delusional expectations, or make him think he could use it as leverage to control my life. Before I could even shoot back, Lucian lunged forward, pinning me hard against the wall. His warm breath brushed against my ear, sending an annoying tingle down my neck. "You even wrote in there that you'd give your life for your mate and the Aurora Shadows pack..."

“I keep thinking about how you will feel when I finally fuck you.” He added a second finger, then a third, working them deep with slow, deliberate thrusts. Adrian moaned into the pillow, pushing back greedily. Luca’s free hand stroked his cock in time with the fingers, keeping him on edge. “Four,” Luca said darkly. “You can take four now so easily.” He worked in the fourth finger, stretching Adrian wide. The intense fullness made Adrian whimper. Luca fucked him with all four fingers, slow and deep, curling them against that spot until Adrian was shaking.

Moonlight poured in, sharp and cold. I stared at the old bloodstain in the corner. Then I knew. Teeth clenched, eyes shut, I launched myself forward. Bang. Pain tore through me. Everything went dark. If there's an afterlife... If I ever get another shot— I'll treat Nyara right. But I knew. She'd never forgive me. Whatever we had? It was already ashes.