Outlander Fanfic Novels & Stories

Stefan's words hurt, I hit his face, and I ran to the door, Leonid held my hand trying to stop me, Stefan took one last look at me and Leonid's hand on mine, and he pulled the doorknob. "Let me go, Leonid, I am sorry but I can't be with you, As the Luna of the Shadow Moon Pack, I, Fiona Oliver, hereby solemnly reject you, Prince Leonid, as my mate." Leonid stared at me blankly, I knew he wasn't expecting me to reject him openly, he should have seen it coming, my actions had rejected him but this is the height of it, doing it openly is one thing, I never thought I could do. I felt bad for hurting him

I replied, rubbing my stomach. "Noodles, should I make some noodles for us?" She asked fiddling her fingers. "Sure thing." I replied. I watched her go into the direction I think was probably the kitchen. I picked up my phone and logged into my F******k account. I have missed itchy fingers. I sent her message immediately. Me: I have missed you so much. I went offline after the text, hoping she replies me. I hope she doesn't get to read my new story too, everything I did with Olivia was in it, Olivia depicts the female lead in the story. The last chapter was all about our intimate moments.

As Gandor looks at me pleadingly, he says, "Well, you are a lady's man for sure. I think every she-dragon who hasn't slept with you wants to. Although you liked my sister very much, Ashina, on the whole, only saw you as a friend. I am no longer worried about Ashina. I ask you, however, if Olivia's my sister and you're her mate, would you harm her because of your popularity among your adoring women?" In fear of offending me, Gandor glanced down at the ground. Although I wanted to be angry, no one has spoken out about my relationship with the clan she-dragons, not even my parents. As far as Gandor is concerned, he isn't lying. Sitting on my bed with my head bent and resting between my hands, I

I insist before patting Lobo on the arm and heading to the back of the car. I hustle to get Clara settled in before heading to my bedroom to read the letter alone. - “Alpha Onyx, this will most certainly be the most unorthodox thing I will do this year, but here it goes. I found your scent on the paperwork during our meeting this morning. From there, I have been mentally spiraling out of control, trying to keep a cool head around my family. Here, it is against the law to be mated with a Lycan. Then I received your shirt, which I am wearing right now. I made some decisions. After recent events, I am ready to leave my pack if that is what it takes. You may or may not reject me, and I would und

Her fingers grip his deep bronze skin; she could smell him, feel him, taste him. Everything about him was so potent and breathtaking. Olivia closes her eyes again, savoring the sensation of his flesh melding with hers as they become one, as she experiences not one, but two climactic climaxes! Collin kept pushing and receding, building the third climax as Olivia pleaded with him. "Love me, love me, love me..."

Buried beneath Neal’s claim, and the moment she rejected him… It awakened, a mate bond so sweet. My chest tightened as the new connection pulsed once beneath my skin. Stronger. Clearer. Alive. And through it I felt her. Faint. Weak. But there. My lycan roared to life inside me. “She’s calling me.” Russ stared. “Aleric…” But I was already moving. Every instinct in my body had locked onto the direction the bond pulled me toward like a compass finding true north. My vision darkened with fury. “He has my mate,” I growled. Russ’s expression hardened instantly.

Olivia “Are you sure you’re up for this?” I ask again. Rather than answer me, Olander leans in and kisses me. He’s been stealing kisses ever since I told him I was willing to complete our bond. Unlike Alexander, his kisses are sweet and gentle, although I have a feeling that when Rahl returns, my sweet, gentle mate might become a bit more passionate. I also know he’s being careful with me. He knows I’ve been through hell and he’s worried about me.

However, I could not bring myself to touch a dime of that money, and gave half of it back to the Sullivans and charity, but Mõshon is fully ours. Oliver is a Tucker and the heir to both the Sullivans and Tuckers. Now, Mõshon belongs solely to the Tuckers because of Oliver. Eleanor left the country. I will never sleep with both eyes closed because of that woman, and maybe that is my penance. She loved Kan. She really did. And if he loved her back, he would not have died. Since she believes I was responsible for him not loving her, even though I only showed up in the last two years of his life, she hates me for it.

Oliver. I lifted my gaze to meet Oliver's furrowed brow. He looked at me with disdain, turning his eyes away in disgust. "Karen Woodward, how did you let yourself get into this state? "I told you long ago to stop interfering in my life. Why did you insist on getting close to me? "Do you really think that just because you had my child, I would marry you? You're dreaming. The only person I love is Cynthia." Hearing those words felt like my heart was being ripped apart.

" Nyla sighed and didn't respond further. As Oliver left Nyla's place, his expression gradually turned cold. Once downstairs, he saw Damon waiting a short distance away, just as he had expected. He approached Damon. "Mr. Sumner, I assume you're waiting for me?" "Yes. Mr. Raynor, I hope you can keep your distance from my son from now on!" Damon's voice was filled with warning. Oliver seemed unfazed, raising an eyebrow. "I'm afraid I can't do that. Nyla is my girlfriend, and Buddy is her child. I've spent nearly five years with Buddy, so I won't distance myself from him because of your preferences."