Novel & Cerita Lincoln Loud Fanfiction

He walked closer, his eyes never leaving mine then he traced my lips with his thumb. “You had a little blood there.” he said. What? I felt like he was toying with me so I decided to tell him straight up to go to hell or go back to that blonde but got interrupted by a knock on the door. Lincoln entered shortly after and when he saw us standing so close to each other “I can come back” he said and turned around quickly. “What is it Lincoln?” Lucian asked still standing like he did trapping me with both his body and gaze. Lincoln turned around slowly but kept looking down.

And sat in the bright, noisy, normal room, holding the knowledge that something had been built here tonight in the dark — quietly, without announcement, without either of them choosing it. Something that had no architecture yet. No blueprint. No clean lines or calculated angles. But it was standing. It was absolutely, irrevocably standing. And the most terrifying thing, the thing Emma turned over carefully as Lily came back with the popcorn and the room filled with ordinary sound, was that Marcus Blake had built it too. With his own hands. With his own words. He had built it just as much as she had. And he knew it. Lines in the Sand: Emma wasn't trying to listen.

Lincoln's POV: I can't believe I'm now dating a gorgeous man and sweet girl. When I stormed into the club last night I had only intended to get my spare key to my apartment and the $300 bucks my now ex boyfriend, Spencer owed me. Like always he tried to manipulate me at first. Then when I wouldn't budge he tried to touch me but he lost that right when I caught him having a orgy in his apartment with his so called friends, so I told him to keep his dirty hands to himself. I guess he realized I wasn't falling fir his shit and he finally handed over what he owed me. I was going to walk away when he said that shit about fuckin someone in my bed on the nights I was out racing instead of working l

[56] ||Hardie Morrison|| Yes, I gave him a hard punch on his face. "Are you out of your mind?" I growled, my rage was burning beyond its limit. "How dare you say such to my face, Lincoln?" Lincoln doesn't look shocked a bit as he wipe his torn lips that was bleeding blood with his palm. "I'm not out of my mind, Hardie. Its you who is unable to control yours." He snorts at me. "That's the fu*king truth, you are in love with Arlington. The sooner you admit it, the better for you."

After Faye and Lucy left, Lincoln stayed back. He turned and glared coldly at Nick, who lay on the ground with fresh wounds added to his existing injuries, his body beaten and battered. Seeing Nick struggling to get up, Lincoln's expression darkened. He crouched down, grabbed Nick's collar, and delivered two punches that knocked out two of Nick's teeth. Nick widened his eyes as he glared at Lincoln angrily. "Lincoln Cole, how dare you hit me? If Light Moon Designs wants to thrive in Jeorgia, it will still need my father's support in the future! You—"

Then Lincoln came around the car. He stopped when he saw Dom. The cocky look drained off his face so fast it was almost funny. His eyes went wide. He looked at Dom’s hands on my arms, then at Dom’s face, and something in him understood he had fucked up in a way he couldn’t talk his way out of. “Hey man,” Lincoln said. His voice cracked. “It’s not— there’s nothing wrong here. She’s my girlfriend. She had a little too much to drink and I was just—”

My fear multiplied several folds with the knowledge that this person was now capable of doing to achieve his goal. Even if it meant getting rid of his mate and child. “Look,” I finally spoke after some tense seconds, avoiding his piercing gaze as I held my head which was still buzzing from the aftermaths of his dominant attack. “All I know is that Lincoln came to the pack one day, claiming to have won the lottery after being blessed by the pack priestess. Most of the teammates were disappointed by his selfish expenditures with the money but I never suspected him to be involved in something like this.

“Seriously? We both know you’re bluffing, Lucas. You’re out of your depth here. You don’t have the resources, the men, or the power to take me on. You’re just a desperate man grasping at straws.” “You’re right,” I said, my voice low and steady. “I don’t have an army, and I don’t have your resources. But what I do have is the love I have for Sienna. And if you think I won’t burn this whole world down to get her back, then you don’t know me at all.” Lincoln’s smirk wavered, but only for a split second. “I’m done with this conversation,” he said coolly, straightening his suit jacket.

Shun sensed that something was wrong, so he quietly excused himself. He went to the kitchen to give the three privacy. It seems like Lincoln doesn’t want him to hear what his parents are saying, so he volunteered to go. He doesn’t understand what they are talking about, but he thought that he was not in a position to ask Lincoln about it. They’re just pretending to be in a relationship anyway. “Sheen?” Shun was startled when Lincoln entered the kitchen. Lincoln followed him. “Eh? I thought you were talking about something…” Lincoln didn’t answer and just smiled weakly. This smile was in mixed bitterness and sadness.

I boldly said and I could see the shock on his face as if he couldn't believe what he just heard from me. "Y-You're mad, you've been waiting for your mate for so long and you're going to reject her just because she's a rogue?" I can't help but feel slightly annoyed with Lincoln because he's been trying to argue with me ever since in that council meeting. I can't help but wish that Lincoln never grows up because he always agreed with me all the time when we were still a child, as much as I'm proud of him for having these stands in life, it also annoys me to the bones.