Witcher 3 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

the merman named Caspian Shore shouted in refutation, lunging to snatch Victoria from his grasp. Mother stood there, dumbfounded. She was unable to figure out how things had turned out this way. Victoria was already weak from lack of proper sustenance and had now completely lost her ability to think clearly. All three beastmen glared menacingly, demanding she give them an answer, but anything she said now would be wrong. In her panic, Victoria said hastily, "I only considered you friends." "Friends?" All three beastmen's expressions changed. "Didn't you say before that you'd only ever have feelings for me in this lifetime?"

I see pain and anger in his eyes, followed by surprise. And then I fall. The world blurs. Trees and rocks rush past. The roar of the river far below rises like a monster. My heart is ice. My body is fire. Above me, on the cliff’s edge, three figures appear. Damian, Lucian and Adrian. The Alpha triplets. Their faces—no longer mocking, no longer cruel—twist with horror. “NO!” Damian’s voice rips through the air. Lucian’s hands reach out, too far to catch me.

He just said I was trying too hard. When wolfsbane burned through me and I begged for help, he didn't cry. He called me disgusting for putting up an act. He said he'd rather my birthday become my death day. Now I was truly dead, but he ended up crying. What was the point? I turned around and drifted toward Moon Goddess' Shrine. Halfway there, I saw Fiona sneaking into the woods behind the shrine.

I need to make sure he won’t reject me first before I allow my wolf to try and claim him. However, my wait is short when Wyatt grabs the back of my head and pulls me into a passionate kiss. As I melt into pure bliss, my wolf takes control and happily begins to devour him. ***End of Flashback*** Smiling from ear to ear, Fiona chimes, “Wow. You had a struggle.”

I woke up in my room again. I wasn't surprised by the pain i felt as i tired to move my body. Candice. Damian's girlfriend or will i say psycho ex girlfriend died right next to me. But wait. Hold up! How on earth did i end up here in my room on my bed ? ' hey Wolfie..' I tired to connect with my wolf. What? 'How did we end up here?' How am i supposed to know. 'You have a third eye'

I turned around to look at Cool when I heard an unfamiliar voice talked inside my head. But he just gave me a questioning look. 'What?' he asked with his casual and normal deep voice. Something very different from the soft but cold voice I just heard. That was a freaking woman's voice! Thoughts started running on my mind again but I was taken out of my reverie when Blaze kneeled on the floor and bowed down towards me. "I will dedicate my life and loyalty to you, Fhyra, the fated savior of the whole Narte Fantasia."

"Did she do that classic tragic sigh? The one where she pretends she's dying of something poetic and Victorian?" Jax nodded. "Two of them." "Lovely. I spoke with Lisa Rellane again — and shocker — the story has changed for the THIRD TIME." He pitched his voice into a ridiculous, airy imitation: "'Oh Aeron, perhaps it was a shadow. Or maybe I dreamed it. Or perhaps I misremembered!'" Fin and Jax simultaneously pinched the bridges of their noses. Aeron continued pacing like a scholar on the brink of homicide. "If that woman lies any harder, she will rip a hole in the fabric of reality. And somehow — SOMEHOW — she believes she can outmaneuver three of the most capable wolves in this kingdom whi

His golden hair and warm hazel gaze was a sharp contrast to his brother’s demeanor. They stopped halfway down the stairs as I locked gaze with the first. Time came to a halt. Snap. Again. No. Not possible. My wolf let out a cry of recognition. Another mate? The bond pulsed underneath my skin. It was fierce and undeniable. My heart slammed against my chest furiously as my eyes drifted to the third figure, the one with the golden smile. And as soon as our eyes met, the bond snapped into place. My knees nearly buckled. Three mates!

The moment he disappeared into the trees, I rolled over and frantically scraped the poultice off my wound, burying it in the damp earth at the back of the cave. Ryker was ruthless. A few more days of this, and my leg would have rotted away, my wolf completely extinguished. At night, he always had a way of wearing me out, his relentless stamina leaving me too exhausted to keep my eyes open. It was the perfect cover for him to slip away to the cabin for his crystal calls with Selena. This time, I wouldn't let him succeed. I forced my eyes open and clung to him, insisting he tell me his story.

“I passed through there last month. I saw this crazy old vampire, on his knees in the mud, talking to himself. He was begging for your forgiveness. Screaming about holding a thirty-fourth wedding.” “He screamed until his voice was raw, asking passersby if they had seen his Larissa.” “A shame, really. You’re a star in the heavens, and he’s just rotting in a swamp.” I listened quietly, a strange sense of finality washing over me. The toxic bond that had entangled me for a century was finally, truly over. “He deserved it,” I said softly. “Yes, he did.” Orion laughed and raised his glass. “To karma.” “To karma.”