Stiles Fanfic Novels & Stories

"I didn't take it that way." "Good." "The reason you gave me at the time was that you liked me." This can't be good. "but when I helped you clear your tickets, you dumped right on these steps. Called me a nerdy piece of trash who should kiss your feet, and be grateful you gave me the best week of my life." He suddenly frowns, and I feel discomfort in my gut. Stiles rests his back against the wall, staring at me as he speaks. "It hurt, alot. But I guess I should have known. You're a Gastillo. You were bound to be just as bad as your family members. And with the record you had in school. Dating only the hottest jocks, I don't know why I believed that you liked me. You sold it well, made me and

"Listen to me, Riven. You are the Silverfangs’ Alpha. Your blood is ancient. You are power. You are feared. Everybody—anyone—would kill to have you.” “Don't do this. Even though it hurts—and I know it does—don't fucking do this. I can't watch you dwell on what doesn't want to be.” “He is my mate,” I whined. “So what?” Stiles asked, brows furrowed, more serious than I had ever seen him. “If that guy wants to walk away, let him walk. But you do not sit on this ice and fall apart over a guy who doesn't know what he has."

Or maybe sending it to hell. "Thank you, Cordelia," Wallace Steele's spirit lingers a moment longer, kissing me on the cheek just before he disappears. "Good bye, Sister," Tilly comes into full view behind my closed eyes. She is beautiful, her hair swept away from her face with diamond pins that gleam like stars. "I love you." "Tilly!" I scream after her as she fades into stardust. "Wait...." "Kiss my girls for me," the wind whispers as I open my eyes.

What was I supposed to do? I lowered my gaze and said nothing. Her tone remained impatient. "I know you’ve been wronged. Once Aaron’s condition stabilizes, I’ll make it up to you. I’ll give you another wedding." She reached out, trying to ruffle my hair. "Smile, pup. Your owner doesn’t like unhappy puppies." Those two humiliating lines were once our unspoken ceasefire signal. Now, they no longer worked. I tilted my head and avoided her hand. I was not a clean freak, yet the thought that this hand had touched another man made my stomach churn.

Sky answered, and Stella nodded her head. Stella waited for Sky to leave and that's when she went inside their house. "Is that Sky?" Stella was startled when Daisha appeared from the living room. "You are still awake?" Stella asked her, and Daisha nodded her head. "Obviously, Stella!" Daisha told her, and Stella couldn't stop herself from rolling her eyes at her. "Okay, I will sleep now!" Stella answered and started walking towards her room. "Do you think it is unfair to your mate that you are with another man?" Daisha told her, which made Stella stop walking. "We didn't do anything wrong, Daisha! He just walked me back home!" Stella answered and rolled her eyes at her sister. "Then why are

Instead, he reached out and gently pulled Mael into his lap. I instantly tensed, my maternal instincts flaring, but I forced myself to stay still. Stiles just looked at my baby with pure, unadulterated adoration. Kaelen had looked at Mael like a defective tool, a useless piece of trash that couldn't serve his political agenda. Riven had looked at him like a puzzle to be solved, a pawn to be protected out of duty. But Stiles? He just looked at him like a baby.

Every time he shifted, the fabric of his black jeans brushed against my bare thighs, sending a jolt of nervous electricity straight through my veins. A waiter politely came over to take our drink orders and left shortly after. “Mabel! Over here!” a loud, high-pitched voice suddenly called out across the terrace. Beside me, Miles and Riley let out a simultaneous, deeply annoyed sigh. It was hilarious how synchronized they were in their misery. It looked like both of them deeply disliked these relatives. “Come on, guys, they seriously cannot be that bad,” I muttered under my breath, looking between the two siblings. Miles shifted slightly in his seat, leaning his upper body closer to mine. His

It read He was pissed, this person was toying with him. He was here to dig up Brendan's past. He walked away. Stiles pulled Amelia close to him harshly and tried to have sex. She refused him. Claiming she was sore. What insolence? She was never to deny him for any reason, except she was dead. He had beaten her and forcing his way with her. When he was raping Amelia, he was fantasizing about Cisca. She looked pure, and untouched, not like this tha was a leftover.

I said looking back at my reflection. " Just the heart of a falling star will change everything, break my mother's evil curse and make things better. Isla stole my joy and I won't rest till I kill her and feed on her heart." I said looking into my reflection. " Just when I thought I have found the one I love, a stupid human girl wants to steal that away from me." I said and closed my eyes thinking about everything that happened between Miles and I. " I just need blood." ♥ RILEY ♥

Was it really worth taking one of Kayla’s kidneys for some childhood crush? "Bryson, how could you push me?" Lily stomped and reached for him again. He shoved her off, disgusted, and walked out. "You're the reason my life's a disaster. Don't wanna apologize? Whatever. But I'm never marrying you. Kayla's the only one who could ever be my wife." It wasn't about guilt anymore. It was strategy now. A classy, loaded fiancée—or a walking disaster? Even an idiot could do that math. "Bryson!"