Sander Sides Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Sarah cries and begs Victor. "Are you saying I'm old? How many times do you want to insult me? Take your things and leave before I change my mind and kill you. I told you when I find my mate, you will not be my mate. Our deal is off. What part of I don't want you, don't you understand?" Victor asks. Sandy is still on her knees and crying her eyes out. I am slightly sorry for her. She brought it on herself. Did you think she could fool Victor into making her his Luna? I'm happy young, but I have gone through a lot. This woman is spoiled and does not know what it means to be dependent on yourself. Perhaps it would do her good to get away from Victor. Maybe she will find her real mate. It is pr

“I didn’t do that, Zayne,” Mr. Sander denied. He crossed his legs, taking a long drag from his cigar before blowing the smoke into the air. “Why would I? There’s nothing in it for me.” Even though saying this meant exposing his own secret, Zayne couldn’t back down now. He had to settle everything before Sunny did something even worse. “I know it wasn’t you. It was your mistress.” Mr. Sander paused mid-drag and turned to Zayne with a puzzled look. “Mikaela? Why would she do that?”

sandy replied standing up straight confronting his friend. "What did she do now?" Arya asked on serious note to know the happenings. "That girl testing my patience level every minute" sandy spoke while Arya rolled his eyes as it's not nothing new. "Since the trip, I am behaving normally with her. Even trying to be nice to her. But she is adamant and not even paying any attention to me" Sandy screamed out of his lungs making Arya widen his eyes. Arta gets clear of Sandy's turmoil now. Till now he thought this Sandy us trying to make Annie life hell. While he is surrendering to her in slow motion.

"But, how?" Evander shrugged. "I might have manipulated it, just a lil bit" he said, putting his thumb and index fingers together, to emphasize little. Alexander hugged him, patting his back. "Thank you, brother." "You don’t have to worry about your own mate too." "Gosh, I completely..." "She's standing right next to you." "What?" Alexander was confused. Evander shrugged and released himself from the embrace. "Your mate is Sandra." Alexander gasped. "Really?"

Sander shook his head, looked at the screen again, and frowned when he spotted a vehicle parked outside the event hall. “Did I make a mistake?” asked Sander. “They are not part of this event!” Sandro went up to his brother. “Hurry!” Sander shook his head and went about his business. “You’ve been doing it for so long!” “Sandro, please be quiet!” “Damn you! You no longer respect me!” Sander ignored his brother. “Yes, because of your noise!” The computer rang, and the siblings turned to look at the screen. “Sh-t!”

I could smell the scent of grass and sun and the place he has been today, evidence that tells he directly comes to my room first as soon as he arrives. “We need to talk Alpha Xander.” The face of those two she-wolves appeared in my mind giving me enough courage to stop him from taking off my nighties. “Alright, I almost forgot.” He let out a heavy sigh and remove his hands from me. I almost regretted stopping him for the feeling of his warmth on my body is more pleasant than anything else. “Who is Sandra? And why does Savannah hates me so much from the moment I lead my eyes on her? She is a warrior of the Western pack, it makes me wonder how can I get along with her.”

Walking closer by her side this time and the warriors following behind. “Am sorry you had to go through that but I am happy he rejected you because if he didn’t, then you wouldn’t be my mate.” Sandra was not moved; she has been through enough and couldn’t careless what he thought. Right now, she needed to feel safe behind the closed doors of her dorm room.

I knew I was close to getting all the answers, I just had to push harder. Especially now that I had information about No Mercy. It reminded me of our conversation yesterday in the living room after we had sex. Even after several rounds, he still didn’t seem satisfied. He looked like he wanted to devour me whole. "This isn’t what I expected from you, Sandara," Kleinder had said yesterday while we were on our day off. "I thought you’d be scared after what I told you. But… you’re asking for more information?" "Why would I be scared? You’re just a gang member," I smirked, teasing him. "And you’re my boyfriend. You’re good to me and you make me feel good in bed."

She leaned into him, her fingers clutching his shirt, her breath catching as another wave of pain ripped through her. “I trust you,” she whispered. “I need you.” Those words pulled something deep inside Zod. Something dark, primal, and ancient. He was a Lycan bred for war and shadows, not comfort. Not gentleness. But she didn’t want gentleness. She didn’t want a sweet, romantic lover to soothe her. That was Farrell. That was a fantasy long gone. Sandra was twisted, broken like him. She liked the burn, the pain, the dominance. She liked the way he will pushed her limits and made her forget everything.

Sander’s father was the Alpha of their pack and he was the rightful heir to the next Alpha, but before he could start his proper Alpha training, their pack was annihilated by hunters, and he was stripped from his ranks and his aura remained a pale orange instead of ascending to power. It was a secret he was keeping that Sebastian accidentally discovered. It was an embarrassing reality for Sander. He feels like a prince without his kingdom. Sebastian covered his mouth and apologized profusely. Sander accepted his apology and continued with his work silently. Evie and Vesper could feel that his mood had dropped. They walked to him. “We won’t tell anyone,” Evie uttered in sincerity as she patte