Novel & Cerita The Fosters Fanfiction

"I've sent her blood sample to the lab. I want to know what he gave her and told the nurses to swap her for rape. Damn it. I gave that predator the room to do this shit!" "Trust me, Foster, he would have found another way. He is evidently obsessed with her. And willing to let her mother sacrifice her life for her daughter. I want to know what is going on. Please, let Dan in," I said to Foster, not wanting to withdraw from Estera. He nodded and went to pull the door open.

Their eyes glowed a sickly green, their faces twisted in grotesque smiles. The furies. They had found me. Terror surged through me, freezing me in place. I tried to scream, but no sound came out. My body refused to move, paralyzed by the sheer weight of their presence. The furies advanced, their whispers filling the air around me, wrapping around me like chains. “Ava… you belong to us now…” “No…” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “I don’t… I don’t belong to you…” But the furies only laughed again, their voices dripping with malice. “Oh, but you do… Your soul is ours…”

He’s beautiful—everything about Cameron is beautiful, and I’m not sure how, after just four kisses, I seem to be forgiving him for all the hell he put me through. How could I forget what he’s done? But then his reasonings last night seemed so heartfelt and I really want to believe that he was trying to do the right thing. His family. That’s what we would be. If we get past all this and make it through the other side, we would be a family. How wonderful. We get through the usual security and head up to the house. The front door is wide open and the familiar sound of children’s laughter rings out. Owen grips Cameron’s hand tight. It always takes him ten minutes to warm up until he’s off runnin

I order my men and walk forward. Now, everyone has to be more careful than ever. The Guardians won't make it easy for us to get closer, let alone close enough to get the kid. I'm sure they have no idea who they are playing with. The bastards are trying to play the game I invented. They're going down- all of them. As soon as I'm done with those who kidnapped my son, I'll go to their damn tombs and burn everything down to ashes. *** Kaven pov I spit out another glob of blood. No matter how long they beat me up and torture me, I'll do anything to spite them. That's why I don't spit out my blood until it reminds me of jelly.

Mike was just waiting patiently at the side of the door. I opened the diary and frowned. I thought it would be full of words. On every page, Liam only wrote one sentence. And most of the pages told me how Liam hated his whole family. While turning the pages, I realized at that moment my soul shifted because I would change his life. Liam was weak, and he needed me, who was brave enough to face his family. Maybe after I helped him, I would shift back to my actual body. But what he wrote in the very last entry surprised me a bit. He liked someone named Jax, and it was something that should not happen.

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

"The only Foster who is so obsessed with me is Tina. And the others only work to do her favor." "I don't think so, boss." However, Ron disagreed with me. "Yes, Tina may be the closest to you. But remember, who suggested the marriage in the first place? Her parents." He asked and answered his own question as if I was forgetting everything. "I remember that." I snorted, hating those facts from my deepest heart. Why me, all of the people? "All the Fosters are playing their roles in this game. So, why don't we crush them entirely? This time, make them pay for all their sins toward you."

said Lydia sarcastically. "But I still love him. I want him back. I want him.. back... please," I said in tears. Lydia held me close to her chest. She was about to join me in the crying party before mom walked back into the room. "Come here, baby, " mom said with open arms as she got closer and sat next to me on my bed. Momma and Lydia held me as I cried my eyes and heart out. My wedding day has turned into a nightmare, my boyfriend, husband to be, has just turned into an ex-boyfriend...

He paused, then spoke carefully, "I have a friend abroad. His whole family died in an accident, leaving behind a two-year-old boy. Lauren, you’ll love him." Love your child with another woman? I let out a cold laugh and shot back, "Funny… I didn’t know you had such a friend. And what if I don’t want to adopt?" For just a moment, he snapped. His hand tightened around my wrist, bruising. "Lauren, this isn’t up for discussion." His tone was sharp, final. "The Foster family needs an heir. This isn’t the time for stubbornness. Tomorrow, Liam will arrive. Show some dignity as Mrs. Foster."

Sam was sitting on the fountain, tired of her mom bossing her around like she had to set the right example for the pack as the next heir. She found a rock and threw it hard without paying attention to where she threw it. Thomas was walking away from the coven he grew up in; he did not want anything to do with this life anymore and lived on his own. Kim was the only vampire he wanted and now she is dead and he was being forced to marry the daughter of the coven leader his family was at war with to create a peace treaty.