Stephen Strange Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The man felt numbness all over his body and slowly his vision blackened out, replaced by the darkness that surrounded him and made him unable to breathe. Steve tried to scream, trying his best not to sink into the darkness that was trying to swallow him up, but no sound could be heard, nor could he do anything when he finally lost the very short battle. And when Steve opened his eyes again, his eyes were the same color as the eyes of the mysterious creature that had infiltrated this research center. The mysterious female creature was now standing beside the object of their research, tilting her head in curiosity and consideration. Meanwhile, Steve moved forward at a brisk pace and turned off

And I’d be damned if I let some random stranger come from nowhere and disrupt the trajectory of my life. I didn’t need her. I didn’t need a stray who was rejected by some man who wouldn’t look me in the eyes. I made my way out of the room, when I stopped in my tracks. I was getting a mindlink, and it wasn’t from Kai. ‘Alpha Halil, you need to see this…’ Stephanie said. That was strange. Nobody in my cabinet mindlinked me unless it was important. Stephanie continued. ‘I’ll meet you in your study.’

They came endlessly from the depths of the forest. Lisa had struck a bargain with their leader. She had traded the blood of the entire Black Wood Pack for the power to destroy me. Drew stood frozen and watched the pack he had sworn to protect crumble before him. The stepsister he had spoiled for years had become a mad wolf who invited enemies into their own home. "Lisa," he murmured in disbelief. He staggered toward her but was kicked aside by a vampire before crashing to the ground. The vampire sneered. Lisa looked down at him coldly.

~*JUNE*~ My mind is a fucking mess right now. No matter how hard I try to force my thoughts elsewhere, my brain keeps dragging me right back to my encounter with Stephan. And, honestly? I can't even figure out why. Come to think of it, he seemed like a nice guy. At least, that's the impression he gave. Still... there was something about him that didn't sit right with me. I can't explain it. It wasn't anything obvious, just this strange, dangerous feeling that slipped under my skin and refused to leave, coiling deep inside me like a snake waiting for the right moment to strike.

I could feel the two of them—the broken star and the vengeful critic circling each other in the dark. The tension between them was palpable, a physical charge that hummed through the penthouse. I’d planned for proximity. I’d planned for a certain level of… shared trauma to bond them. It made the story better. The Enemy to friends arc was a bestseller for a reason. But Anya was starting to look at him with something more dangerous than professional curiosity. And he was looking at her like she was the only thing keeping him from drifting into the abyss. If they united against me, it would be messy. Not impossible to handle, but messy.

"You have no idea what’s coming. You’re vulnerable without me. You think you’re strong, Aria? You think you can survive this world alone?" His hand came up — slowly — and brushed a strand of hair from her face. His knuckles grazed her cheek in a featherlight touch that made her breath hitch. "You wouldn’t last a week." Aria's chest heaved with ragged breaths. She hated how her body reacted to him. How her heart pounded, how her skin tingled where he touched her. Hated it. Because this was wrong. He was twice her age. Twice as cruel. And he was her stepbrother.

“Thank you, darling—” “Honeybee,” Bran corrected me. Scratch that. Bran had moved to first in line for strangulation. “McKenzie,” I amended. He chuckled and went back to having a whispered conversation with Gwendolyn. McKenzie frowned at them then leaned very close to my ear, probably hoping he-who-hears-everything wouldn’t hear what she had to say. “You know he can’t steal me, right?” I balked. “Not the point.”

Saira;s pov "What the hell are you doing in my step father's house " I screamed in shock and disbelief as how can my fate could play such rubbish tricks on me . "Hey babe relax you should have asked your beloved mother as who are there in her new family and plus I don't think I look like a ghost after all I have a handsome face on which girls dies to kiss and here you are screaming like seen a ghost with no clothes."he said making my blood boil and my brain function mess this guy is the worse person I could ever meet again. I was happy since after High school we were worlds apart but what the hell is he doing here now .

He offered. “I guess you both had no time for acquaintance.” Laura said, placing a hand on my shoulder, “Stephan, here's your baby's nanny, Scarlett Lawson. Scarlett, Stephan Gray. My middle son.” “Nice to meet you once again, Scarlett." As Stephan smiled directly at me, my heart did a little flip. He looked like he had walked straight out of the pages of a romance novel. His tall, lean figure was tanned and toned, and his features were chiseled and handsome. He had an easy smile and a confident air about him, and I couldn't help but be drawn to him.

he said, raising his hands, “but I need you to listen attentively because this could be a lot to take in. I caught that you loved reading these paranormal books, so what if I told you right now - that they exist somewhere in the world?” I shook my head, “that's impossible.” “Is it?” “Yes.” I nodded a little bit too strongly for emphasis and he smiled “Not a lot of things are impossible in this universe, Elara. Besides -” “Okay, listen to me Stephen —” “— Stefan.” “— Stefan, sorry. Last night was amazing at least from the little I remember. It was beautiful and the best sex I've had in a while but…I'm not one of those ladies who are seeking to find love out of a one night stand. It was just a