Station 19 Fanfic Novels & Stories

Fiora looked up at him. "Your body smells really good." Stanley frowned. "Are you a pervert?" Fiora playfully punched his chest with her tiny fist, saying coquettishly, "It's because I like you." ... Ding dong... The elevator came to a stop. Stanley pushed Fiora away and stepped out. Fiora stomped her foot in frustration. But as she looked down at the height below, her face paled, and she walked out in a hurry.

He was standing there bowing slightly with Cree his girlfriend, Alicia and Christopher and also Dean's girlfriend Sarah. Christopher was going to be the future beta and James the third in command. Among our group I was the only one with a girlfriend who lived far away and my 'gang' used to laugh at me but I didn't mind at all. What mattered and scared me the most was the fact that I was falling in love with her. What's gonna happen when I meet my mate, will Kaira and I be over? No the thought of her not being mine scared me I quickly finished my breakfast and we got into our cars heading to school.

Trudeau’s POV Maybe I should go see Cassandra… “Argh…” A groan of frustration left my mouth recalling how much the distance was between the alpha quarters and the beta station. It was walkable, but considering how hot the sun was, it was surely not going to be a pleasurable one. I didn’t need the scorching sun hanging upon my head while I drilled myself to know if I had overreacted ripping off his hand. A walk to the Beta station turned into a walk back to my quarters. I mentally prepared myself to call Felix for an update when I ran into a pair and a plus one I didn’t think I would see out in the mid-day.

She asked as she left my back and stood in front of me again and her eyes blazing with anger. "I know he will move on which is okay but not with my best friend, he is not a psychopath like you." First of all, she's dating Stan and they love each other and even if that's not the case, Pierce and Lucy can't do something like that... It's obvious that she doesn't know that Lucy and Stan are now dating and I won't tell her because she's a crazy bitch and I won't be surprised if she starts going after Stan again, she's seems to be interested in other people's men.

I heard Anny say and I smiled at her but still, I was fucking confused. "Alright, we should head back to the hotel now, it's running late," Stan announced and I agreed with him, As we walked towards the car, my mind kept wandering in different directions, Who could have taken the post down? "Wendy, this is getting interesting, I'm pretty sure you have a lover in the computer department who got mad and jealous upon seeing you in a cozy position with Stanley here," May chattered and I just sighed and ignored her, My mind is too occupied to think in that direction, no matter how little the matter might be, I know it's more than I can think of.

That face… that build… the ring on his pinky, It looks familiar —not until he looked up, straight at me with those mismatched eyes, my heart stopped. ‎ ‎Shit. The stranger from that night. My one-night stand. ‎ ‎My resolve weakened. My breath quickened. My ears tingled. ‎ ‎“Ren… Ren… Ren!” ‎ ‎Haru pinched me hard. I almost cried out. I forced myself to recite my vows, voice shaky. ‎ ‎After we both finished, the officiant turned to Lila first. ‎ ‎“Do you, Lila Quinn, take Ren Banks to be your husband?”

“I won’t make things weird.” “Okay,” I said simply. He blinked at me. “So… our friendship is intact?” I rolled my eyes. “Stop being cheesy. And remove my name as your password. That’s creepy as hell.” Chris let out a breathy laugh, one that sounded like he was relieved. “Consider it done.” I gave him one last look and reached for the door. “Where are you going?” he asked. “Out.” I didn’t wait for his response. ~ At the petrol station, while the attendant filled my tank, I leaned back against the headrest and pressed two fingers to my forehead. My thoughts weren’t settling—jumping from Teyana to the stalker, who might be Dante? and back again.

Kianna's PoV: I stared at the calendar on my phone, the date glaring back at me like an accusation: It was 18th. Four days more to go. Just four days until the 22nd—until I turned nineteen and the fated-mate bond with Maddox locked into place like a cage door slamming shut. It had crept up so fast like a blink in the chaos of the past weeks. The circus lights, the amusement park rides, the chase that still haunted my dreams—it all blurred together, making time feel like it was slipping through my fingers.

It was demure, respectable, and the kind of thing my aunt worshipped. And I didn't. Underneath the high neckline, my skin was still sensitive from where Stellan’s beard had grazed me this morning, and underneath my skirt, my thighs still ached from Stellan's grip. It's crazy how much we have been fucking like mad dogs and I didn't care one bit that I want it to continue. I checked my phone one last time. Stellan: The Driver is outside. You have ninety minutes. Don't make me come get you.

I also would like to put an apology for not hinting that chapter 19 will have an erotic moment between Rogue and Lucifer. Till then, Have a great week.