Powerful North Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I can even hear from here their loud cheers and screaming. Dylan gave me an irritating look. "It's full moon tonight." "Oh, really?" I looked up in the night sky and found out it's true. "Yeah. So just go back inside and don't try sneaking out." My forehead creased. "I'm not asking for your permission," I said and walked passed him. "But your scent will be more noticeable than usual! You can't just walk around with that strong smell! You'll be in danger—" I turned to him and gave him a sharp look. "Danger? Who are you underestimating, Dylan? I can wipe out their race in one blow if I have to. I am an Alpha, a warrior. Remember that."

I could conceal my scent and presence. Alpha Daniels perspective I was in the middle of fucking my Luna, Candace, in the office when I got a mind-link from my son, Noah, telling me he was almost at the pack house and he needed some clothes. I groaned and slammed my fat hard cock into my Luna while she was cumming calling out my name, moaning for more. I smacked her ass and whispered in her ear that her oldest child was almost home as soon as I said that she jumped up and grabbed her clothes and ran for the door to greet Noah. I walked out the door and stood beside my Luna and started thinking about tonight when I will have her all to myself I could tie her to the bed and slam my hard fat coc

"Quickly throw his body to the wolves." "Yes, boss." The thief's body was quickly carried away by his subordinates. Ivan looked up at the black sky with a triumphant smile. "If you want to kill this Ivan, you have to see what your abilities are." Jennifer wanted to go to sleep but couldn't sleep, the pain was so sharp that she couldn't sleep. Suddenly she remembered the image of Ivan earlier, so powerful and beautiful. Who is this man after all? Why do you have so many people targeting you? Jennifer was thinking when suddenly the phone on the table rang, she hesitated but pressed the answer button.

It shattered into a thousand glittering shards. "The North is built on the perception of strength. Without Marie, without the image of the stable, unified Thorne family, the Southern Alphas will tear us apart for our territory before the week is out. They are already whispering about your weakness. They are already questioning if the seed of the Great Thorne has turned to water." He grabbed the lapels of my coat, jerking me forward until our foreheads touched. I could smell the scotch and the ancient, rotting power on his breath.

The words on the page sent a chill through me: —- “Dear Over Privileged Fools of the North, I recently heard of your underhanded deal—securing the South through a forced marriage. Poor, powerless Vladislav; it’s almost laughable. I never thought the three of you had it in you to rob a defenseless woman, but here we are. I guess I underestimated your cunning. It’s a move I’d expect from someone like me, but you? I’m impressed. In case you’ve forgotten, parts of the North once belonged to my family before your greedy parents took them from us. I guess stealing runs in the blood up there. So, I’ve made my decision: I’m taking back what’s mine, and maybe I’ll help myself to the entire North whil

~~~~~ Proofread: I am the most powerful witch of all. No one can defeat me. They are just wasting their lives challenging me. I am grateful to be awakened once again, thanks to my beloved niece, Clara. And for that, I will make her life last longer, perhaps a few minutes of fighting with me before I finally end her life.

Because in the end He could change his mind about whatever reason was making him To be concerned about the southern packs, What if one day he wakes up and decides that we are not worth the risk or the trouble? I can't just lay around with my hands crossed and legs folded hoping that he never changes his mind, That was too much of a risk and I would hate myself forever if I came so close to attaining a power that could finally free my people only to just give up at a little pushback. Fine, perhaps he's only interested in my body right now, that's not too bad. I'll make him fall for me, helplessly too. Once I have him wrapped around my finger the North will follow.

Unshakable. The soldier lowered his head slightly but repeated himself. “The warriors who took Gracie’s family and attacked us…. they belong to the North Region pack.” A slow silence filled the room like a fog. My blood cooled. The North Region pack was the most powerful in all of werewolf lands. Ruthless. Disciplined. Loyal to no one but their own. They hadn’t attended a single summit in over a decade. They didn’t trade. They didn’t take sides. They didn’t open their borders. They were ghosts behind fortress walls. And yet somehow… they had rescued Gracie’s family?

"Geez, Henry, why are you lying on the floor like a stray dog?" He had completely shed his weak and pitiful facade from earlier, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "Do you want to know who put the peanut powder in the drink?" He squatted down, shining the flashlight directly into my eyes. "It was me. I just wanted to see who's more important to Dad, Mom, and Violet: you, their biological son and brother, or me, who is adopted. Guess what? Even though you're related by blood, in their eyes, you're not even fit to carry my shoes!"

“You can’t just...” “I can.” I cut her off, my tone leaving no room for argument. “And I will.” Her jaw set, but before she could retort, her body betrayed her, a soft, involuntary roll of her hips, seeking friction. A flush crept up her neck. She hated that, hated how transparent she was when the heat was riding her. I didn’t mind. I liked seeing the cracks in her armor. Liked knowing I was the one who put them there. “This isn’t...” She swallowed, her voice thicker now. “This isn’t right.”