Rookie 9 See The Future Fanfiction Novels & Stories

As happy as he was because he had met his mate, who turned out to be Ciara, he didn’t want to tell his friends yet. He had to discuss it with Ciara first because this would be a big announcement at Silvercrest. If Ciara becomes his partner, she will automatically become Luna. And Scott believes not all members of the pack can accept her existence. Because she was a rogue. “No,” Scott replied. They didn’t speak to each other after that, and only said their goodbyes as they got into each other’s cars. Maila came with Burke, so she came home with him, too. Scott started the car engine and was about to shift gears, but then stopped. He took his cell phone from the niche beside his seat and diale

I started reminding myself internally, taking deep breaths again and again, forcing myself to calm down. Then a cold gust of wind blew past, snapping me awake. Right. Whatever had happened, future Veronica already knew about it. After all, she was the one who told me to come. I immediately pulled out my phone and messaged her. "I can't reach her. I am already in Ridgeview. Is there any way to know where she is right now? "Please reply when you see this." I sent several messages in a row. Future Veronica replied almost immediately. "Look at how anxious you are. Does this mean you already liked me back then too? Just say it. Do you like me or not?"

Rosa was in her room with her dog Neptune and her drone robo Curiosity . Yes she named her dog Neptune. She was very fascinated by the space and was hopeful that one day the humans will find other extraterrestrials who are intelligent and maybe they can make peace with us. Her teen mind had vivid imaginations about that day. There will be hope, peace and joy. She is 18 years old. She has dark brown hair reaching till her mid back and ocean blue eyes with rosy ivory skin. She loves to collect vintage artefacts and she loves to read stories about the universe, multiverse and everything beyond.

Gratitude and love coexist. But now, I must move forward. Both people and time would always move on. That path wasn’t built by the fleeting and unstable nature of love, but by the indestructible skyscraper constructed from my thoughts. I would always be happy, relaxed, and free. As for Chris, there was no need to meet again in the future. …… Chris's Side Story: 1. When Hailey left, I couldn't bear to open my eyes. I thought to myself that I truly couldn't watch her leave me.

His mood changes where the gloom of his future rings and He, declares with the words. “Now, now, now. Look carefully and be attentive enough, I want you to see the future of the puppet that will draw that supposed to be a none existing soul in the future to betray the ‘Maiden’, and be the key of the gate of Pride.” Laying the words and the fraction of the future and what it holds. He crumpled his fist as Kyle could only protest silently and without weight as he bows down and heeded. “I’ll see to it, master.”

I rolled over and grabbed my journal from the floor. I told myself I was going to write about what happened today. About how Lane saw through me. About how it made me feel exposed, vulnerable, disgusting. But that’s not what came out. Instead, I wrote a story. A scene. A fantasy. I didn’t even realize what I was doing until I was already halfway through describing how he stood up from his chair in his office , walked right straight to me, and pinned me to the wall. His mouth found mine like he couldn’t hold back anymore. His hands undressed me with a quiet kind of urgency, as he plunges his dick into my pussy.

The man before him was a version of Seth from the future, a version that had seen more pain and suffering than Seth could ever imagine. “Where did you come from?” Seth asked, his voice trembling. “I’ve been here, waiting for you,” the future Seth said, his voice hoarse. “You’re me from the past. I’m the future that awaits you if you don’t stop looking for Tamera.” Seth stood frozen, the words sinking in. His heart skipped a beat as the future Seth turned slowly, showing him the wreckage. It was as if the destruction of the world itself had become his future, the very land they stood on a testament to failure.