Sons Of Anarchy Fanfic Novels & Stories

The subsequent years turned into a blur of pain; he immersed himself in work, transforming into the formidable Alpha his father had always envisioned. One day, his father visited him in the office with aspirations of becoming the Lycan king, declaring it his time. Erickson disagreed, managing to dissuade him—if only for the moment. Everyone else moved on, leaving him in his sorrow. Jacob gained respect and recognition, while Sansa blossomed, beginning a romantic relationship with Nikolai Lavista, a union their parents opposed until he left her in search of his true mate. This heartbreak plunged Sansa into despair, ultimately leading to her untimely death.

Some warriors safeguard the pack, including a Gamma and a Beta, who work closely with the Alpha and Luna. I swiftly shed my clothes and step under the comforting stream of hot water. Aware of the potential intrusion, I hurriedly shampoo my hair with the meager amount provided, rinsing it out before applying conditioner, allowing it to soak briefly. Hastily, I cleanse my body, anxious to avoid any unexpected visitors. Once I finish, I brush my teeth, catching sight of my split lip—a testament to the actions of Damian, the Alpha's son. He's one of the cruelest individuals I've encountered. Simply being in his presence is enough to provoke his sadistic torment. To make matters worse, his girlfr

“Oh! Yes… oh, look at him right here. A man approached us, towering over several people. He was slender—more of an athletic type—but still had an aura about him. Wide shoulders, sharp jaws with a birthmark on his lower lip. Low cut with a fade, and a neatly shaved chin. He got closer, and I could tell his jade green eyes matched his chocolate-blonde, neck-length hair. “Anyssa, allow me to introduce my son, Kaden. Kaden, this is Anyssa, Alpha Calder’s daughter.” Oh, I see what this is. It’s a set-up kind of thing. Kaden smiled at me as I took note of his dimples. Handsome. “Hey.” His deep voice fit his appearance. “Alpha Ronan, it’s nice to meet you again. It’s been a few years.” “Yes, it has

She shuffled her feet nervously, her hand resting on the small of her back as she dealt with her own residual pain. “Anna, we are friends. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if our pups were also mates?” she asked with suppressed enthusiasm. She was practically begging for a confirmation of their own private plans. “We had it all figured out, months ago in Crescent Moon,” she continued. “Amy’s girls with the Lycan Princes, and Jor’s son with Alpha Jared mated to your next daughter, whenever she is born. That would bind our futures forever.” She paused, her anxiety breaking through the suppressed enthusiasm, to voice her deepest fear. The embarrassment in her eyes was evident.

I turned toward the hallway, forcing my feet to move even as my heart weighed me down. Alpha Darius had a son called Ronan. The same Ronan I had secretly admired for years, back when my mother worked as a servant for the Silverfang Pack. I’d see him every time I followed her to the estate and somewhere between those days, my admiration had turned into something deeper. I used to imagine that one day, maybe, I’d be brave enough to tell him how I felt. But now, that dream was gone. Ever since my breakup with Maddox, I had been trying to console myself with that little spark of hope, the thought that maybe I still had a chance with Ronan. But my mother… she had crushed that completely. She had

I just had to pull another stunt in the future until she no longer threatened the very foundation that I had laid from the first time Alaric and I decided to be mates of each other. My relationship with him could not be jeopardized now that it was a few weeks from becoming the Luna and my strong Alaric becoming the Alpha. The door to Alaric's study room opened. Setting my eyes at the exit, hatred bore in my sight of Alana walking out of the room with Aliya by her side. Alana was embracing Aliya in a side hug as they both walked out with Lucy behind me, who had her eyes lain to the ground. "You!" My tone lacked refinement as I stomped over to Alana and pointed my middle finger to the heavens.

Ken replied. "Leave Ryan to me." "As you wish, but he might not like you much by then." "Shut up." Fiona's voice turned cold. "I just want revenge with my own hands. Three years ago, his father killed my parents. I'll make him taste what it's like to lose everything." Outside the cave, Edgar's fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned pale. He retreated silently and returned to Moon Goddess' Shrine. He told Steve everything. Steve remained quiet for a long time.

"Don't act like you don't know, Damian. You saw it with your own eyes that night. How Diego fucked my pussy powerfully. How I sang out to the heavens, worshipping his big strong hard rod. You knew right there that you were no match for my Alpha. That despite the drug in my blood, he was ready to be infected because we were meant to be. That's the harsh truth." Her words echoed in my head, taking my memory back to that night. It still haunts my ego till today, making me wish that intimacy between them, never happened. But it did. Anna gave her body to Diego, and now they're both infected. He can have her anytime he wishes! That's the kind of entertainment I want. I'm supposed to be the one wh

Working as a beta with Aidin had been unbearable, and I could take it no longer. When I discovered that the Alpha’s daughter was my son, Dylan’s fated mate, I devised the perfect plan to become Alpha. The plan had been perfect until it had backfired. My son got killed in that war, killed by his mate in cold blood. My Dylan, lost to me forever.

joked Lucas who had just emerged from the bedroom door. “Lucas, come here,” Afgan said, stretching out his arms. Lucas immediately ran over and hugged the man longingly. Aiyan was confused by his son's reaction. They were sniffing each other, as if they knew that they were father and son who shared the same flesh and blood DNA. “I wish... that fire hadn't happened,” Aiyana muttered to herself. Whereas in the past, she had been willing and sincere towards Afgan's marriage with Melinda. Aiyana clenched her hands tightly.