Picard/crusher Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“I find it funny that the two of you talk so tough when you are in no position to do so. If I do not get word to the man on the other side of that screen by the designated time, he will begin removing pieces of your friend. He’ll start by taking his toes, one by one, before moving his way upward.” “I don’t know anything about a book,” Cutter said defiantly. “And I say you’re lying. You have twenty-four hours to bring it to me or Warthog is dead, and you can look forward to finding pieces of him in your mailbox throughout the year.” “It’s the gift that keeps on giving,” Crush said, smirking. I went to hand him back the tablet but dropped it on the ground just before it reached his oversized h

Crimson exclaimed and before he could say anything she walked off. * Crimson went to Pearl's room and she saw her drawing. "What are you drawing sweety." Crimson asked. "I drew you, and I." Pearl answered. "And where is Tyler?" Crimson asked. "I don't know, That Anna she is a very bad person I can feel it." Pearl answered. "Don't say this sweetheart, Anna seems like a really cool person." Crimson said.

Just one call from Clark was enough to subvert all the plans Cheryl had laid out. She entered the room with tears streaming down her face. She closed the door with a thud and felt her heart being slashed and then sprinkled with salt. Stinging disturbed her soul. Gery! She loved that man. All her plans had been ruined! There was nothing else she could do but scream at the top of her lungs in her room. Her tears were still hanging from the corner of her eyes, and no matter how loud her voice was, she kept trying to let out all the pain she felt.

“Who sent you? Who are your accomplices?!” The Tormentian laughs and spits out a fang. “Wouldn’t you like to know.” Kris grips the assassin’s chin and forces him to look up. “Oh, I would. I would like to know. And I will find out.” Kris steps back and punches him again, harder. I wince despite myself. “Kris, you need to ease up a bit, or you’re going to punch his head right off his-” The Tormentian spits in Kris’s face.

Crystal looked at him in shock On one hand is her best friend who she had spend most of her life with while the other hand is the man she fell for With heavy heart she responded ‘ I promise you’. She took him into his room and started dressing his wound. It looks like he was stabbed twice She hated Damien for doing this!. Why ?? Just for her to move in with him? How could he be so heartless? Does he think she will move in by attacking her best friend?? ‘ I’m sorry bestie, it’s all my fault. Get some rest we will talk tomorrow’. Crystal pecked him on the forehead and left Just immediately a black smoke appears slowly turning into a human And laugh evilly

I frown confused on where he had run off to "arhhhhhhh " I heard someone scream and just as I turn I was bulldozed by him and we both crashed on the ground .I wince in pain and made to stand up but he was faster to grab my left arm and pull me down then he twisted it so hard that I scream out . my elbow snapped to an impossible direction,when he saw damage he had done he stood up and drag me up too . "looser " he said and stabbed his claw through my sternum , I felt surging pain as his hand burst in and he grabbed my heart ..I gasped out and blood gushed out of my mouth ..

“My wolf and my body will only ever crave you. I will never hurt you.” Then he kissed me, wild and possessive. For three whole years, he locked that pouch in his safe like it was a holy relic, terrified I’d crush a crystal in a moment of anger. Until Chloe came back. In a single year, I had been forced to crush sixty-three of them. This would be the sixty-fourth. I twisted the cap off a bottle of whiskey and threw my head back, swallowing the burning liquid. It felt like lava scorching its way down my throat. The silver poison and alcohol mixed, and a wave of agony crashed over me.

Mia If I were asked why I'm here, my reply is to fulfill a promise, so welcome to my diary. I am Mia, a nerd and that quiet girl who doesn't even exist or get noticed. However, I have a friend, Nicole who has a crush that doesn't know she even exist either and currently she's going for a heart surgery but have refused. Why? That's because she wants this crush to be hers at all cost. I had to make a promise that I watch over him for her, stalk him, learn everything about him while she gets her surgery done in America.

I kept wiping away my tears again and again until my heart squeezed so hard that I felt physically sick and almost threw up, my phone suddenly buzzed. It was Samuel. [Babe, I’m not coming home today. You’re pregnant, so make sure you get plenty of rest. Don’t worry about me.] [I’ve left some soup for you in the thermal pot in the kitchen. Make sure to drink it. Love you. Wait for me to come home.] My eyes shifted between the phone, the pardon letter, and the cremation certificate. How evil did someone have to be to live such a double life? He gave all his passion to his crush and acted like a caring husband to his wife.

“I want to crush him. Wreck him until he wishes he were dead.” “What you’re asking for is suicide," I whispered. "My pack would capture and hang you the moment they set eyes on you. Max here alrady wants to skin you alive.” “I know but that’s my best bet.” Droplets of tears made way to the ground. I couldn’t resist feeling sorry for her. There was something that was pulling me towards Scarlett despite knowing who she really was. It was impossible to hate her no matter how I tried. I was only acting like I did, but that wasn’t what I truly felt inside.