Stormlight Archive Fanfic Novels & Stories

An Alpha is nothing without his wolf and his pack. I feel my mood shift, feeling a little lighter. As hard as it would be, I just needed to shift my focus. I would try my best to forget about her and try not to remember her. We would find a perfect woman to love… to make our Luna. ‘Are you thinking redhead or brunette, maybe blonde?’ I ask Ark in a fun tone, trying to lift our mood a little more. ‘Brunette, right?’ I chuckle… He only replies with an irritated growl.

"Of course not. You are hot and supermodel gorgeous, Ani and I am sure you would make a splendid lover but the idea that black lightning pack is a good enough pack for me to enter into a contract marriage is laughable. Father should think bigger maybe Dryer-Red pack if I am going to abandon the love of my life Bella for some bimbo, it's definitely not for black lightning" I frowned. "Exactly the point your brother made when he suggested Vanessa Stillblood of Dryer-Red pack" I said and started walking away. "Wait! Ari said that? Was he sniffing drugs? He promised to help me get Bella back!" Stormi looked pissed off. "Maybe I didn't hear him. Just forget I said anything" I tried to de-escalate

Alaric * "I, Moana Renee Wayne, daughter of Alpha Ambrose Wayne of the Silver Moon Pack, take back my rejection and accept James Alaric Stark as my mate." She tried again, but it didn’t work as well. We both kept looking at each other with a frown, not able to understand what exactly was happening with our bond. I would have discussed it with her a little more, but then I realized that she was pregnant. Stress wouldn’t be great for her health or our baby's.

But the vision lingered, a chilling reminder of the fragility of their bond, of the price they might have to pay. As they delved deeper into the Spire, the visions became more frequent, more vivid. Aria saw herself as a priestess, her life intertwined with Lucian's, a vampire lord who ruled over a hidden kingdom. They were lovers, their passion a forbidden flame. But betrayal and deceit tore them apart, leaving her with a heart of stone. The weight of these memories, these lives lived and lost, was crushing. Aria felt as if she were drowning in a sea of emotions that weren't her own.

"Look at you, Zara. It’s only been two days and you already look so haggard. You’re trekking under the sun with files, looking for a job that might never come because I’ve made sure it won't. Do you actually think you can survive without me? With me, you never have to lift a finger. You never have to work a day in your life." I tilted my head back, looking him square in the eye with the most tired, bitter smile I could manage. "You think too highly of yourself, Rider Stormfang. Who do you think you are? The Moon Goddess herself? You can freeze my accounts all you want, you can blacklist me in every firm in this state, you can set my father up for treason, but I will never get back with you.

Even though it will have a completely different Male and Female lead, please expect Light, Kevin, the silver fang pack and the right eyed wolves to play a major role in the plot twist. Also, after much consideration, i have decided to give Harmon claw his own story line titled: Joy of finding his broken mate... with his own Omega mate who was brifely mentioned in this story so if you guys want to hear more from our dear Harmon, please tell me in the comment so i could prepare a plot for him. The Beam Academy mentioned will also have its own book titled "Iced Memories: Beam Academy" so look forward to read that too. Just FYI...She's an alpha and he's a human,

Then she looked back at me, and for a second, I saw the girl who had once told me she’d rather burn than be a bird in a cage. “Then,” she said, “we find out exactly what breaking the rules really costs. And we find Lumi.” The bond twitched between us. Not in agreement. Not in love. In anticipation. Far above us, the Archive groaned—a deep, tectonic sound like an old book being slammed shut for the final time. And somewhere deep in the frozen heart of the city, something that had been sleeping since the first line of fate was ever written... ...opened its eyes. And it was hungry.

"You're wondering how a world so carefully curated, so meticulously defended by your father's wealth, could collapse in a single evening." Sienna pulled her youngest sister, Stacy, closer to her chest. Stacy was nineteen, her face a pale mask of unscripted terror, her eyes darting toward the broken glass of the balcony. "Just take what you want," Sienna whispered, her voice stripped of the confident vocal fry that defined The Unchained Podcast. "Our dad... our uncle... they can give you whatever you want." "They've already given me what I wanted," Silas said, taking a slow, deliberate step into the room. "They gave me the proof that your entire existence is built on a copy of a copy. You thr

There was only the Intimate Romance Drama of two people who had been broken by the same system and were trying to find the pieces in the dark. "I have to do this, Jinyan," she sobbed, her hands clutching his jacket. "Lucien has the 'Sleeper Protocol.' If I don't control the Archive, he’ll activate the other Saints. He’ll turn every child with blue eyes into a weapon. I’m the only one who can keep them dormant." "Then let me stay," Jinyan said, his forehead resting against hers. "Let me be your shadow. You be the Head of the Archive, and I’ll be the man who keeps the world from seeing your heart. We’ll play their game until we can burn the board."

I turn around and lean back on him as we gaze upon the sky, and I point at the brightest star in the sky tonight. “There! That’s the first star I saw and I thought I’d make a wish…not for me but for all the lycans and werewolves out there. So we might…you know, finally have the next heir.” He laughs. “Damn it, woman, what the hell are you wishing on a star for, then? Were you planning on conceiving the next heir through an immaculate conception?” I blush. “No, silly, of course not, but—”