Novel & Cerita Left 4 Dead Fanfiction

“You’re making me so proud tonight, baby. But I can see in your eyes that you still want more. Tell Daddy what you need next.” I pulled off Noah’s cock just long enough to gasp a single desperate sentence: “Four… I want all four of you inside me at the same time.” The room went silent for half a second before dark, hungry chuckles filled the air. Lucas, who had been waiting his turn, stepped forward with a wicked grin, his thick cock rock hard and leaking. “Careful what you wish for, princess. Because we’re about to give you exactly that.”

“Do you know what happens when people in my world break rules?” “Yes.” I gritted out. “They die.” “They beg first.” He corrected. “Or they lie. Or they swear it won’t happen again.” He said. “But you. You look at me like you’re still deciding whether I’m worth defying.” Lucian’s hand slowly traveled from my hands towards my hair as he yanked it back. Whispering in my ear. “it’s been 4 years Tesoro.”

“I passed through there last month. I saw this crazy old vampire, on his knees in the mud, talking to himself. He was begging for your forgiveness. Screaming about holding a thirty-fourth wedding.” “He screamed until his voice was raw, asking passersby if they had seen his Larissa.” “A shame, really. You’re a star in the heavens, and he’s just rotting in a swamp.” I listened quietly, a strange sense of finality washing over me. The toxic bond that had entangled me for a century was finally, truly over. “He deserved it,” I said softly. “Yes, he did.” Orion laughed and raised his glass. “To karma.” “To karma.”

Three hearts formed a diagonal row from the bottom left square to the top right, with an arrow drawn through them to show hearts had won the game. “I really am sorry, Lees. Rule ninety-four: sneaking up on someone who hangs out with vampires is not a good idea.” Leesa smiled, her body beginning to recover from the adrenaline jolt. “I don’t ‘hang out’ with them. I just happen to know one. And if I never see Stefan again, that will be just fine with me.” “Speaking of things that go bump in the night, did you hear about that thing in the graveyard over in Higganum?”

I stop walking and I stare at the inscription on the wall in front of me. I'm not asking for "and they lived happily ever after". I'm only asking for "and they lived" Reading it thrice, a sense of loss, guilt, loss and pain floods me, nobody lived. Roseanna Manchester Lockwood is dead. Vincent Lockwood is dead. Caramel Lyla Lockwood is dead. Victor Linus Lockwood might as well be dead, and I, Caden Ian Manchester died a long time ago. I'm a shell, a ghost, void, empty, I'm dead, no wonder Fiona left me.

ALEJANDRA. Dean Westwood tried to separate me from the guys. They vetoed that before she could even get the words out of her mouth, which relieves me. I need them. I’m pretty sure holding Puma and Desmond’s hands is the only thing keeping me from having a panic attack. It’s the only thing that is keeping me from overthinking about what that boy thought. Slut. Of course this looks bad. I have four mates. Four. It’s not normal.

Luka blushes like a boy, his fierce Lycan posture melting as he turns to guide her down the stairs toward my brother. I turn back to the infirmary hall. I close my eyes for a split second, opening the mental link to my brother’s mind. Hey, brother, I send, letting a sharp laugh ripple through the bond. I have something hilarious to tell you. Luka and Novalee are mates. The big brute is currently blushing like a schoolgirl. There is no answer from Adriel. Only a dark, heavy void. Adriel POV The blood is black. The image inside Nina’s blood is going to hunt me through every single nightmare I have for the rest of my life.

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

Every crease of his skin, the way his lips curved up over his teeth as he smiles, the fresh scars from the oleander whips. The explosion of sparks as he held me forged my need to be with him, the desire to mate with him coursed through every inch of me. I felt like if it didn’t happen soon, a part of me would die. They all talk at once, their voices overlapping one another as they try to tell me what happened but somehow, I knew everything, including the death of Draven. “I need to get out” I mind link Alpha Zach, half expecting him not to hear it because we were not yet mated, but there is a small nod of his head and I head to the door.

“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.”