Novel & Cerita The Gifted Fanfiction

She broke up with her boyfriend when she caught him having sex with Gina; her nemesis. They have known each other since kindergarten. Gina was known as the school tyrant, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. Gina’s personality never suited well with her, making them argue and quarrel about everything in school. She dragged her suitcase into the awaiting taxi. Glancing back at the old house, she sighed. Her pose filled with absorbing melancholy and stepped into the car. Ready to face the New phase in her life. She felt really nervous, to meet her mom after all this years as she flipped the photo of the elegant woman to see an address behind it. With her last savings, she managed to take

I'd like to thank you properly. He even tagged me. He and Cassidy were flaunting their love like it was the most natural thing in the world. Their child was already born. Their words were laced with sweetness, but each one cut deeper than the last. I hadn't replied to anything yet, but the chat erupted with sycophants: [Nate is indeed Cassidy's servant.] [Romance isn't just about “taking care of”, you know.] [It's Cassidy's big day. Why is Nate still here, ruining the mood?]

His spit flew all over my face as he screamed hysterically, "Bitch! Who do you think you are? You're nothing but a pawn in our plan and a rotten little piece we can throw away whenever we please!" When he stomped on my back with his leather shoe, I felt as though my bones were about to crush. "If you want to blame someone, blame your bad luck! Who told you to be so stupid that you'd take the bait from a text message? Didn't your parents teach you not to trust strangers? "Oh, and by the way, your so-called dad is probably still waiting for you to text him that you're safe!" He burst out laughing. Clara didn't stay idle either. She stood off to the side and ground the sharp heel of her stilett

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

My gift came at a cost to my own energy, but it had made me one of the most rarest talents and that's why i came to Gifted academy to harness it. But tonight i was done, i had harnessed my skill and it was time to be fully used. I stood at the corner of the hall with a glass of cocktail on my hand swirling it as I watched the grand hall decorated with white banners, and the proud scent of wolves who had survived the elite program. I watched as they laughed and danced with their family who had come all the way to celebrate them.

Satisfied with his pitiful state, I waved my hand in the air to wrap up. Out of thin air, his body was engulfed by furious red flames, and the underground cell filled with ear-piercing screams and a rotten smell. I swiveled on my heels before whispering the complete answer to his questions under my breath, “And for the world… gifted.” I left the room and passed other gang members in the hallway. They watched at me in pure horror before bowing their heads down in front of me.

She put her hand on my thigh and started to stroke it. What the hell? As badly as I wanted her to continue I picked up her hand and dropped it back in her own lap. “You’re really testing my patience kid … now tell me.” She stared at me hard for a minute trying to decide her next move. “Fine, I.... I have a friend you might know, he’s kind of a big deal. He’s actually a huge fan of yours, and I think you are of him as well. Sun Stroke.”

"Are you proud of yourself, watching me get treated like filth?!" She glared at me, jealousy and venom practically spilling from her eyes. [Why! Why does she get all the good things?! Silas is a Progenitor Prince, and he still chose her?! I'm going to ruin her face! I'll make her wish she was dead!] Gene let out a shrill screech and threw her hands up. A ball of murky, foul-smelling voodoo necromancy venom formed in her palm and launched straight at my face!

“If he was acting like his usual self you would have been dead in the first minute, old man.” I looked at Tate in shock, he was not holding back in his words, and was quite disrespectful considering this man was a former Alpha… “Oh, and now you are joining in now too, big bollocks over there? The mate of the gifted one? You think you are enough for her?” he asks. “The gifts they have are good, do some amazing things with them, shame they do drain so easily…” he smirks.

When I discover yet another tube of lipstick on the front passenger seat of my Porsche for the 99th time, I decide to send a reminder in my company's group chat. "Everyone, please make sure to take all of your personal belongings with you the next time you decide to hitch a ride. Otherwise, it'll be difficult for the owner to remove the stains from the leather seats." The newly-hired intern, Sasha Lane, is quick to shoot me down. "Me hitching a ride has nothing to do with you! A washed-up old hag like you should focus on keeping your man in line! "Are you already triggered by the fact that he decides to pick me up from my home and bring me breakfast?" I'm stunned, to say the least. The