Rory And Tristan Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The New Beginning Rory and Julian's relationship blossomed as they worked through their issues. They started fresh, building a foundation of trust, honesty, and open communication. One evening, as they strolled along the beach, Julian turned to Rory with a smile. "I'm so grateful for you, Rory. You've given me a second chance, and I promise to make the most of it." Rory's heart swelled with emotion as she looked into Julian's eyes. "I'm grateful too, Julian. I love you, not for who you pretended to be, but for who you truly are."

Borevia City's golden-boy heir crashed his car and ended up paralyzed from the waist down. Just like that, his shot at taking over Alwyn Corp was on the line. The second the news hit the Twyford mansion, Rory—the girl my parents had raised instead of me—came to me in tears, begging me to take her place and marry Axel. I tightened my grip on my water glass and laughed. "Seriously? You used to act like I was embarrassing because I grew up in a small town. You said I wasn't classy enough for your crowd, so you handed my engagement to Rory. "Now Axel's paralyzed and might lose everything, you want me to switch back and deal with it? Yeah, no." The door flew open. Jared Pritchard—my boyfrien

He raises a brow, and suddenly, I feel like I don’t want to know if this is a forced bond or fated. ‘How could he do this to us? Oh, moon goddess,’ Rory cries, her voice cracking as I blink back my tears. Is that how he could do things for me? I thought he paid attention to me back then, and he was willing to get to know me. “I wanted to get to you. Sasha, you need to understand that—” he tries to come closer to me, his hand reaching out to me, but I hug myself even tighter. ‘I feel like ripping him to shreds,” Rory says. I can feel her stirring and growling when I see Cassian raise a brow.

Yet now, simply because Owen was helping me hold my bag, Tristan was the one throwing a fit over boundaries. "Tristan, you're overstepping," I said. The expression on his face stiffened instantly. Sunny spoke up in a fragile, hushed voice beside him. "Tristan, we should probably just head out. It looks like Grace has plenty of company now." Tristan shot her an icy glare. "You leave first." The last bit of smug composure completely vanished from Sunny's face. I didn't waste another second standing there. I turned and followed Owen straight into the diagnostic clinic room.

“That means he’s close to close.” “He wants to merge us,” Rory said softly. “To complete whatever bond he started.” My chest tightened. “Then I’ll end it before he can.” “How? ” she whispered. “By ending me.” Rory’s eyes widened. “Don’t you dare.” “It’s the only way.” “Don’t you *dare,* Kael! ” Her voice broke, trembling with fury and fear. “You think dying fixes this? That’s the coward’s way.”

Rune had told me how painful it was, how they were forced to endure it during coronation—but I had never witnessed it. Raid collapsed onto all fours. His bones split and reformed as he screamed in agony. His eyes darkened as he shot me a feral look. Terrified, I slammed the elevator button. When we reached the last floor, Triscade was already waiting just as we planned. “Hey!” He rushed forward to help, taking Rory from my arms as her blood streaked the floor. “What happened?” “She blew her legs off with a silver bomb.” “What?” He helped load her into the car.

"While I was going under operation, you were playing the hero for Rayna." Tristan didn't slap me. Instead, he stepped right into my side, his shadow spreading over my hospital bed. Immediately, the air in the room turned to frost. "Rayna is worth ten of you," he hissed, his eyes burning with a dark, twisted resentment. "You manipulated your way into this marriage using a medical favor as leverage. Don't you dare compare your cheap, so-called witty schemes to her innocence. He looked at my bandages, feeling unconcerned about me. "Now, you're going to fix the mess you made. You'll tell the press you pushed her. It's time you actually became useful to me.”

" Before I appeared in Tristan's life, he and Sally were childhood sweethearts. However, they were apart for a long time because Sally had gone abroad. When she came back to the country, she started working at the company as Tristan's secretary. The two spent all their time together, and their relationship steadily became more intimate. By the time I realized something was amiss, their relationship had progressed far beyond the realms of friendship. I didn't want to upset Mom, so I put up with it. However, that led to Tristan becoming even more blatant in his treatment of me. "I didn't!" I refuted Tristan's accusations at once.

“Oh, please! I'd saved you. Mouth-to-mouth and all.” Tristan was the worst. He's a monster, trying to ease his way with a grin on his face. Also flirting with her like its no business at every chance he got. Except she loved his attention on her, loved the way he behaved when he’s with her, wild grin and wet hair curling around his ears, eyes a clear, bright and gleaming in the sun. “Mouth-to-mouth,” She repeated slowly. The water was cold, but the inside of her chest felt warm, hopeful.

[Note: From This Chapter It Will No Longer Be In Rory's POV But In Third Person Point Of View] “Why on earth would he go ahead and visit her school without my consent? I'm going to report him to the FBI.” Rory said furiously as she paced about in the room. “Just calm down Rory, you know how George can be.” Rony had always hated George since the moment Rory told her about him and she had always been against Rory's hidden marriage to him.