Novel & Cerita The Loud House Fanfiction Lincoln Fights Back

He grabs Nathan by the collar and jerks him hard. “Stay away from my family!” Lincoln threatens. “Stay away from Halsey as well!” “No!” Nathan boldly states. “I won’t. I won’t stay away from her. Now move!” Lincoln doesn’t let him go but is about to punch Nathan. The latter dodges the attack and with his uninjured leg, he reflexively kicks Lincoln in the stomach. Lincoln doubles down on the ground in pain. He glares at Nathan, challenging him to hit him again but to his surprise, Nathan doesn’t attack.

An angry knock pounded against the door, and then it nearly burst free from the hinges as Lincoln exploded through as if he was ready to tear someone apart. "What the hell!" he roared. "Dani, I thought you'd been kidnapped or something. I texted. I called three times. I had to look for the damn hide-a-key. It freaked me out! Don't ever-" He stopped yelling and glanced at Zane then without a word stalked toward him. "Saint?" He said it like a growl, his fists clenched tightly. Zane looked up over his coffee cup and smirked. "Mother." The next thing I knew, the coffee cup shattered against the counter as Lincoln punched Zane in the face. Twice.

Her voice came out raspy, but she ignored it as she did her best to give him a suggestive look. Lincoln moved closer and snarled, showing his fangs. “I am not going to tell you again.” Her eyes flashed in fear, but she quickly masked it with a bored expression. “Lost your mate already? What a shame. Guess she was just not up for the Luna position after all.” Lincoln dropped her and gripped both of his hands in his hair, fighting the urge to shift and tear her apart. He let out a deep growl of frustration and fury as he began pacing to think of a better way to approach the situation.

Shun sensed that something was wrong, so he quietly excused himself. He went to the kitchen to give the three privacy. It seems like Lincoln doesn’t want him to hear what his parents are saying, so he volunteered to go. He doesn’t understand what they are talking about, but he thought that he was not in a position to ask Lincoln about it. They’re just pretending to be in a relationship anyway. “Sheen?” Shun was startled when Lincoln entered the kitchen. Lincoln followed him. “Eh? I thought you were talking about something…” Lincoln didn’t answer and just smiled weakly. This smile was in mixed bitterness and sadness.

He heard a few jeers and cheers, "Kick him out! Kick him out!" Before he could react, Lili stood up and pushed Billy's hand away and growled really loudly, "Get out of our house NOW! Get the 'f' out! All of you! This is between Finn and myself and the investigation team. Get out!" Her face was bright red and her little fists were clenched so tightly. She was ready to punch someone but she kept her composure. Billy yelled back, "You're gonna regret this, just you wait!" Turning to leave, Billy saw Finn standing in the doorway. He was as quiet as a church mouse and as still as a statue. He wasn't giving in to the anger festering inside.

"Jamie really is an idiot. She acts like she's in charge of everyone and doesn't even lock her drawers. Perfect. I'll check in under her name. If his wife finds the hotel record, Jamie can deal with that mess." Then she slipped my license into her purse, walked over to the mirror, touched up her lipstick, and climbed back into bed to scroll through her phone as if nothing had happened. The recording ended there. Silence filled the room. That was it. The messages established the plan, the video showed Lily stealing my ID, and her own words explained exactly why she'd done it. There wasn't a single excuse left for her to hide behind. Lily crumpled to the floor. The fight had gone completely ou

I dumped my current situation on him, and he had a laugh about it. “Yo, this is nothing funny.” I hissed at him. “It's messing with my head.” “I never knew you loved Rose's wet slime that much to choose her over everyone else so easily.” Lincoln laughed. “That's not the problem here, damn it!” I snapped. “Relax.” Lincoln laughed again. “There are several ways to get this thing behind us, but you might not agree with most of them.” “List them to me.” I growled. “Beat him so much that he gets hospitalized. When he's out and comes back, we do it again till he requests to be out.” Lincoln suggested.

“But I, for one, want to speak to my mate. I want to hold her and maybe even kiss her for the first time. Instead, I’m standing out here trying to calm you down so you don’t devastate my mate any more than you already have.” His anger seems to rise with every word he says, and by the time he’s finished, I’m surprised he doesn’t take a swing at me. I scrub a hand over my face. Okay. Maybe I’m being selfish. 'You think?' Thor snaps at me. “Can we please return to the house and talk about this like adults?” Lincoln asks, his voice resigned now. I nod stiffly. Then I follow him back towards the house, hoping I haven’t already broken something else I can’t fix.

This fantasy relationship we had will end sooner or later. “Fuck are you doing?!” Lincoln sprung up and, without a second thought, hit Deacon directly in the face. Lincoln's eyes are glaring with anger. "How can you say that?!" Lincoln didn't stop punching Deacon until no blood came out of him. "Say that again, you jerk, and I won't hesitate to beat you until you stop breathing." Deacon, who was lying under Lincoln, who was not resisting his punch. I was just sitting there, dumbfounded by what I was witnessing right now, as Lincoln beat Deacon to death.

Lincoln shrugged his shoulders. "No, but seeing you all worked up over some human chick is fucking hilarious. Why don't you just fuck her and get it out of your system." I lost whatever restraint I had on my anger as I lunged at him and pinned him against the wall. "Don't talk about her like that." I snapped, Flint fighting for dominance as I tried to force myself to calm down. Lincoln looked at me wide-eyed as he put his hands up in surrender. I pushed off of him and headed for my closet. I could hear his mind working as he pieced it all together.