Lincoln Loud Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“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.

Even as Jenny lay in bed that night, she had her mind set on what the next day would bring. Her eyes were on the ceiling, but she saw nothing of the shadows that lay there whenever the lights were turned off. All she had her mind on was seeing if this Lycan was the one who saved her, the Stranger.

But sitting here in the quiet of Lina's room, holding her hand while she slept, they came back louder than before. A dull, heavy ache spread through my chest. I let out a slow breath. Then Lina moved. She pushed herself up slowly, blinking, her hair falling across her face. For a second she just sat there, finding her balance. Then her eyes focused and she looked straight at me. My heart kicked hard against my ribs. Her eyes were still soft from the alcohol, still slightly unfocused at the edges. But they were locked on me with an intensity that made thinking feel difficult. She looked at me the way you look at something you've wanted for a long time and finally stopped pretending you don't.

“Anything you’ve probably done is just the bare minimum compared to all the bad shit I’ve done.” It wasn’t encouragement. It made my stomach twist worse. Because what I was about to say wasn’t something she was expecting. “I—” “Come on,” she cut in. “Don’t tell me you stole something from Mr. Lincoln and now you need my help to return it?” I shook my head. With every ounce of strength I could muster, I shut my eyes and whispered, “I slept with Mr. Lincoln.” A second passed. Then another. I opened my eyes.

I placed a finger on her lips to stop her from talking. When she stared at me in hesitation, I added, “Did you not know how infamously arrogant and cruel I was? Were you not aware that Lycans are a cruel species and I, the youngest one, was the most brutal of them all? Did that stop you from loving me? Despite knowing my parentage and lineage?” I asked, and she shook her head.

My head fucking hurt, and suddenly a barrage of fireflies flew through the sky. A song by the Shiloh dynasty was turned on from the cabin, and It seemed like something from a dream. The moon, the wind blowing on through the grass, and the beautiful way the fireflies flew around. “love you like I want to." Shiloh's voice blew through the night air. “We have a demon lord standing trying to kill me and then the rest of the world. I don't have much time. If you have something to say, say it now.

Lily said, looking expectant. Mom grinned. "Come by often if you like it. I'll make it for you anytime!" "By the way, Hannah, I brought the comic you asked for last time." Lily pulled out a romance comic and handed it to me, deliberately raising her voice. The second Dad heard that, he yanked my ear and snatched the book. "So, you're reading this trash instead of studying!" "Mr. Linden, don't get mad at Hannah. I've read this comic, too. Her grades only slipped because there's a boy she likes at school. She's already reflected on her mistakes," Lily said.

Lilly Thursday goes by with only a few minor mistakes such as dropping papers, stumbling into Mr. Storm’s business associate and such. What can I say? I am a clumsy person. None of them seems to be severe enough to earn me another punishment and I’m happy about that because my butt seriously hurt from yesterday's spanking. For lunch I once again go to the deli and flirt with Nate. I remember to exchange phone numbers with him, if any of us should get hold up by something for Friday's date.