Powerful North Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Eventually the clan would have to know. Instead he held his hand out to the red head who watched him with interest, but not recognition. He would have to change that. “I hear you’re my new Personal Assistant,” he said as she took his hand, enjoying the way her eyes widened and breath hitched slightly. He leant over her, bringing her knuckles to his lips. “Welcome to North Industries, Ms Smith.” *** Author's Notes: I have a Facebook account now; https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100052354275454 please friend me!

I intertwined our hands. I'll really love to be there. ~~~~ Who's dying to read the therapy session scene? I'm sorry if this chapter is boring, it gets better I promise. How are you guys spending your summer? I_am_ifeee

Little Apple had cultivated the Water Character Secret Skill to the level of Great Completion, so it was naturally so powerful. The clan leader of the Slave Clan inevitably fell into his trap, caught off guard. After the figure of Niall flew out, Dorian attacked again. Little Apple turned around and the two of them looked at each other. Dorian also appeared to be in a trance for a moment, which proved that the scene just now was definitely not the chief of the Slave Clan showing mercy, nor was it accidental. Obviously, Little Apple was really powerful enough to control the Water Character Secret Skill perfectly.

"Just go, North. And please... do not come back." North pushed himself up from the ground, his tall, powerful body towering over me even in his beaten state. As he turned to leave, he reached out and caught my hand, his fingers wrapping around mine. I instantly yanked my hand back as if I had been burned. North looked deeply hurt, the rejection flashing across his face but he dropped his hand with a slow nod. "I will be back," he repeated quietly. Without waiting another second, he shifted into his wolf form and bolted away from me into the dark trees

Nicolas lamented and I gave him a deadly glare, "Are you giving up because that useless bitch managed to level up a bit, she's still weak!" I snapped and Nicolas gave me an angry look. "Leveled up a bit? You and i know that's a fucking lie, you know she's an epitome of power and once she knows where she's from, this world won't be enough to contain her powers!" Nicolas’s words echoed in my head like a death sentence. "She’s an epitome of power... and once she knows where she’s from, this world won’t be enough to contain her."

Then Achilles, barely holding it together, demands, "Fuck that's smart! Fuck...fuck...fuck! We're so far from the mansion!" Valentine doesn't focus on any of that. "You want me to drink from one of those things?" His voice is razor-sharp. "Do you even know what you’re asking?" "Do you want to find me or not?" I snap. His anger hums through the bond. A wild, unstable force. "I don’t need their blood to find you, North. I’ll rip this world apart if I have to." "And how has that worked out so far?" That shuts him up.

"You need to start speaking more clearly. I'm not from the North, and neither are you. I don't speak in riddles." She chuckled at me. "The Alphas here are powerful, fair but with faults. The forest that harbors their power is wickedly evil. People in town, those born here, speak of a light coming to burn the darkness away. That is you, Kiera. I know it is." The cryptic words left me with a sense of foreboding, as if a destiny loomed over me, entwined with the ominous secrets of the North. "I won't kill this child!" A spark of rage resonated within me, remembering the oracles' request.

I said then went ahead to kiss her lips. We kissed deeply until she was breathing hard before separating, and then she looked at me with furrowed brows, “What does he want?” I released her waist then looked outside from the window, “Alina, it's not what “He” Wants, But what “They” want!” I corrected then continued, “You are underestimating the power of the North, Alina. With me here holding this place down, they feel chained, so what they want is to take over. But they underestimated me.” I chuckled coldly with pride.

He’s everything. I clung harder, shaking my head so violently my braid whipped. “I won’t let you! I won’t—” And then he did something that broke me completely. He smiled. Softly. The way he only ever smiled at me. No one else. In the middle of fire and shadows, death and collapse, he leaned his forehead against mine and whispered, “You are the Lady of the North. My North. My only North.” “No—please, Vlad—” My sob strangled me, my fingers curling into his coat. I have this eerie feeling that he is about to do something that would make me loathe him.

Lucifer laughed and said, "Keran has Nyx Elderon and Nyx is the most powerful Necromancer known within the fairy realms. The two have been friends forever and Nyx is loyal to only him. "Bromance," I chuckled softly and Lucifer rolled his eyes and told me not even. I felt a cramp and winced slightly and Lucifer frowned and told me that I should go and relax. I rubbed my bump and noticed that it was hanging lower. "I'm not having these ones without Noah present…I want to make certain that I'm able to yell directly at the one responsible for my discomfort," I growled and caused him to laugh heartily. I glanced past him to see Noah’s parents walking up the path. I was shocked to see them both.