Voyager Fanfiction Novels & Stories

But my stubbornness refused to part with it. Inside, my mother's inscription glimmered: "To my Vega may your star sign bright." The book itself unfolded tales of constellations and the stories they held within their stars. Among them, Veg and Altair lovers are torn apart yet resolute in their celestial bond. A love my mother had hoped would find its echoes in my name: Vega Alexia Wolfgang.

Those seemingly ordinary jeans had quite a story—they were only available overseas. The streamer walked over and greeted Serena directly. Seeing her arrive, she quickly waved, "Hey, I'm Serena Vale." The streamer smiled warmly, "Hi, I'm Layla Foster, but you can just call me Layla." Serena and Layla quickly hit it off. Layla, curious, asked, "Did you get those jeans abroad? I've never seen anything like them around here."

He knew the supporting actor of that world did not deserve such an ending. And he wanted to see those dark eyes again. “I would like to go back to Ian Wang's mission.” [Yes, host. Collecting data of mission 4337.] [Data collected. Host, we are entering the old world.] June felt himself slip into a dark nothingness as Venus began to introduce the mission. He knew about already. [Mission Reintroduction : The story takes place in a high school. The male lead of the story is Ian Wang who is a loner and he stays alone most of the time.

He admitted it, and Joya's face scrunched up in disgust. “You used me as a… experiment?” “When you put it that way, you make me look bad.” Vagor answered nonchalantly; he was discussing with a maid. Things were already complicated. "Don't you have a lover? A male accomplice.” “He left me. He was afraid we would get caught, and then he would be put to death.” Vagor's gaze flashed with anger, his veins reflecting on his skin as his jaws clenched. “Understandable. If I were in his place, I would do the same.” Joya said, and Vagor glared at her, a murderous gaze. She was frightened; she looked away and then climbed down from the bed.

Addison smirked"She won't be able to open the door,the gem is preventing her.You guy should go now" "Vador. Open the door,something is fishy," Lady Mary banged harder on the door this time. "Lady Mary," Aleister bowed after opening the door and that was the last thing Ava heard as her and Vador were teleported to his room. Guys! Vador finally confessed his love to Ava and now y'all know the real story

“Damn you.” He shifted instantly into his large beast and took off with a saddened heart, heading straight to familiar place he always visited. Meanwhile Voyra walked hand in hand with her younger sister of sixteen summers, Daphnia. It was a routine walk every seventh day of the second month to visit their parents on their death anniversary. Voyra and Daphnia were almost considered twins with similar dark hair, eyes and olive skin. Voyra was older with five years but her petite features made her look younger.

’ The mind link broke, and we waited for her to connect back. ‘Why isn’t she updating us?’ Dyson was restless. ‘Maybe she can’t. Why don’t you close your eyes and feel Loki’s presence?’ He grunted in frustration, yet complied. After five minutes, he sprang from the ledge and fluttered his giant wings in the air excitedly. ‘I’ve found her! Let’s go!’ Without waiting for my reply, he soared higher and higher with a newfound energy that had my head reeling. ‘I’m jealous, Stav!’ whined Vyros from inside me. ‘When will I get to claim our mate?’

"A ship would take days, and that Aegis spire would liquefy us before we hit the exosphere. Your cells... your human marrow... it can't take the pressure of a raw jump. You'd arrive as a bucket of soup." "Then we don't go as humans." Elodie stepped forward, her silver runes bleeding light into the dark room. She grabbed Victor’s forearm, her grip tight enough to bruise. "Malakai didn't use a ship. He used the frequency. We have to follow the signal, Victor. We have to astral-project." "Astral? El, that’s ghost talk." Victor turned, his jaw tight. "I’m an Alpha. I lead with teeth and claw. I’m not floating up there like some daydream."

He explains, “It was really weird, but I owed you, so I got you out of there.” “I was dead?” “Close, I had to pump you with over ten times the legal amount of stabilizers just to keep you breathing.” Terror states “Thanks,” Nya said, then she looked around, “Are we in an escape pod?” “A voyager pod, used to tout guests around areas too small for the ship. We’re in deep space right now. Nearest planet is…” he pauses to look at a screen, “…Marxa, which is about 12 light-years away.”

William states, turning to the gangway to board the ship. I can feel the adrenaline coursing through me in anticipation for sailing for the first time in I don’t even know how long. I feel like I am back at home standing on the deck of the Bloody Hangman, and I know the others feel the same. Hopefully, this journey will prove fruitful, and we will end this curse. I just hope at the end of all of this, I get to go back to the future with Nerina, I couldn’t pinpoint it exactly but something about her just draws me to her. I want to get to know her; inside and out.