Severance Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Before we even got here. Why?" "Severance," Marchetti admitted. For the first time since they'd started negotiating, he looked genuinely regretful. "The moment I decided to cooperate with your demands instead of sticking to my original proposal, I knew Kessler would see it as a betrayal. Everything we built over fifteen years... gone. I tried to buy his silence, hoping a generous payout would be enough to make him walk away quietly." "But you're not sure it worked," Lorenzo said, catching the uncertainty in the old man's voice.

"Chloe and I are severing our bond. Mrs. Pierce is appropriate." Linda looked desperately at Chloe, who reluctantly approached. "Damon, stop being difficult. See how my mom cares for you? Why ruin a good life?" "Weren't you the one demanding severance? Saying whoever backed down was a coward? Have you signed the ritual papers?" Chloe pressed her lips together, then grabbed my hand. "Enough. You cancelled our hotels, you threw away our clothes — I've forgiven it all. Let's never mention severance again. See how good I'm being to you?"

“Susie, I’m sorry. I had no idea she would go this far. Please… give me another chance. I’ll protect you this time. I swear.” I stared at him for a long moment. Then, slowly, I smiled. “If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have had to deal with any of this.” His face fell. His lips parted like he wanted to say something—anything—but nothing came out. I met his gaze one last time and spoke the final words I would ever say to him. “If you have even a shred of decency left, take your mistress and your son and get the hell out of my life.” Then I got in my car, started the engine, and drove away.

“Just y…” “Siena." Sebastian stood up, angered by her childish act, because he still had his people out there trying to erase every bit of the mess she had caused. He wanted a divorce and didn’t want it—maybe because he wanted to have the ‘last word.’ “You want a divorce?" He questioned, his palm balling into a fist when a smile of victory and finally relief left her lips. “Yes, so intelligent." "It was a contract marriage…”

she said again with a flat face. "You can't leave," the GM pleaded hoarsely. The girl exhaled and wet her lips afterward. "I don't care," Serena whispered. "But you enjoyed it that night," Barra said unconsciously. PLAK!!! Serena had nothing to say but an action that represented her heart at the moment. "Send me my severance pay or I will investigate your depraved behavior for harassment!"

"I actually care about your grandmother. She’s the only person in this territory who treats me like a wolf and not a political liability. Which is exactly why we need to finalize this severance immediately. The longer we play this game, the more it'll shatter her when she finds out our bond was a lie." Sebastian’s jaw tightened, the muscles ticking. "What would it take for you to stop this talk of severance? To actually try?" I let out a harsh, humorless laugh. "Are you serious right now? Fine, I’ll play. What would it take for you to stop running to Valentina’s den every time she fakes a moon-fever?" His face went blank, that familiar Alpha wall slamming down, cold and impenetrable.

Severa confessed with a heavy sigh, looking back at the nebula-dusted expanse above us, "I'm not." I reached out to take her hand in mine, gently squeezing it in silent understanding. The silence stretched between us once again, but this time it bore the weight of unspoken words and unsaid truths. I had hoped that going to college would bring me peace and a sense of belonging," Severa whispered, barely audible over the sound of leaves rustling. "After Boris cheated on me with that girl, I just wanted to run away from this town and everything in it. But even there, he still manages to haunt me by becoming the d*mn Alpha."

The gleam in his gaze showed that he was itching for me to disobey him, so he would continue his punishment with me, I wasn't about to give him that purpose he needed, so I bundled my protesting and screaming muscles into a sitting position and set out of the couch. I walked ever so slowly , perhaps he would change his mind. He didn't Neither did he call me back. * * SEBASTIAN She had made a simple toast that didn't seem edible in the least bit, an itch told me she did it intentionally, I couldn't fault her, the point was that she had saved herself from all the wicked things I had set in mind for her. I had been disappointed when she left the couch, grudgingly, but still, she did.

I raised my head haughtily and declared, “Two years. I have given him a long time to see the truth, but he remained stubborn. If he wants a divorce, he must fight for it. Moving forward, Margaret Delamar will take the floor.” “In short, you’re going to make him suffer and keep him shackled in your marriage all the while humiliating him for his misconceptions.” I shrugged. “It might sound petty to others, but I can no longer stand his insults. I’ve been a laughingstock for a long time. This time, I will walk away with my head held high.” Raven fell silent, staring at me with the scrutiny that almost made my skin prickle. I hated it whenever he did that. It was as if he was trying to pry into

“Daven—” “No,” he growled. “You made your choice.” He lifted his hand and placed it gently over his chest, right where the mate bond burned beneath his skin. “I, Daven Fort, reject you, Selena Wyne, as my mate.” The words were like a dagger. Selena staggered back, the force of the severing ripping through her like a violent wind. She gasped, clutching her chest as the connection between them tore apart like fabric caught in a blaze. The magic that had once united their hearts unraveled all at once, leaving behind emptiness and pain.