Yellowstone Fanfiction Novels & Stories

" A thought entered her brain. How could she have only felt sorry for herself, when Dylan had to take this kind of barbaric act from Hayden? When she saw the gray wound that had begun to blend in with the skin color, she could guess that Dylan had gotten it even at a young age. She then realized that Dylan is also a victim of Hayden's evil plot. He probably doesn't want to sleep with her and get her pregnant, but because of Hayden... 'Right, he definitely didn't choose this path.' “Fuschia, I think that's enough. You don't need to smear it again. How about we go back to sleep?” Dylan tried to look into Fuschia's eyes which focused on the red wound on his stomach. Fuschia wanted to answer Dyl

I studied the destruction of my property and all I saw was that Pete used pain and vengeance as his muses for all these things he did to my house. “He really took his time,” Yulia muttered as she looked around. She entered the bathroom. “You have got to be kidding me,” she said. I followed her into the bathroom and on the mirror read: WHORE OF THE LYCAN. Pete knew that Yulia and I were together but I was not sure if he had any idea that we were mated. Yulia looked at me with a worried expression. “What if he tells the wrong people?” Yulia asked. Before I could answer, Miles entered the room. He looked really pissed off.

and I knew what she was going to do. Abby POV "Yara, can you talk to their wolves? Find out what the fuck their problems are?" Yara answers, "Damn girl, I thought you'd never ask!" I roll my eyes. Yara says, "The bitch never killed you before and she knows Adam won't ever love her if you are alive". I said, out loud, "No fucking way! Dina, how many fucking times do I have to tell you I don't want Adam! My second chance mate is so much better!"

Yves swiftly approves the request, then turns confidently to his Beta and says, "Come on, she's just throwing a tantrum. She's an orphan. Other than staying by my side, she has nowhere else to go. She can't possibly leave me for real. "Besides, aren't there three days left until the Council processes breaking a mate bond? When she comes back regretfully to beg me, I'll withdraw the application. As long as the process isn't finished, she's still mine." Then, Yves uploads a photo on Wolf Net. It features him and Renee standing shoulder-to-shoulder while showing off their muscles in the mirror. They are also gazing at each other with smiles on their faces. The caption reads, "Every bead of swea

Sally blurted suddenly, "She's a hyena. and Hunter is her husband and a lion. We're not mates but I want him to mark me one day." And Yuki smiled like the sun was coming out, leaning back into the chair. "I love that when you don't know what to say you just become an explosion of words. Even though we haven’t met, I knew who they were when you went to the interview.” “You knew Celeste would be my Mate?” Sally’s mind boggled but the shifters all chuckled. “No, I’m not that supernatural,” Yuki shook her head, “but I knew of their Clan. I have been following them quite closely.”

Lisa left the room, closing the door behind her. When the door closed, Layla fell back into an empty chair. Her stomach growled; she was hungry but had no appetite. She didn't even know what to feel. She was angry, but at whom? "It's not your fault," Linda, her wolf, spoke up. "Happy you got what you wanted?" Layla asked her wolf. "Well, for one thing, I'm happy. Our mate wants us, he marked us and completed the mating process. That shows he loves us," Linda said.

I ask laying on the bed. Crystal smiles and lays next to me. “Does the big bad wolf need a cuddle?” “I’m not a wolf, you grizzly,” I roll over and start tickling her. “Grizzly, well fuck you asshole, I’m a brown bear,” she tells me, rolling on top of me. “Oh, sorry Yogi,” I tease, she rubs her slit on my erection. “That felt good,” she tells me. She reaches between us and pushes me into her. “Fuck, that feels good.”

I didn’t know why I hadn’t been able to pick up on it before, but then again, for all I knew it had something to do with the fact that my father had been here, that his dominating personality had forced me to do nothing more than sit here and listen to what he had to say. As Elijah continued to close the distance between himself and us, his scent started to drift through the air, tantalising and teasing. Even through all of the sweat and grime, the stench of a days worth of travel, there was something unmistakeable about the effect that he had on me… He was my mate. We hadn’t been wrong. It hadn’t just been infatuation. He was my mate. It was something that I was as sure of as I was of the f

Her body suddenly returned to normal, and she could move freely again. Then, she forgot all the weird feelings she had. Yuliana ran to Dylan and said anxiously, "Did you see that? That's the stray kid! "He played Zoey and Pranky like a fiddle! If we continue to do nothing about it, he will kidnap them both for sure!" Caspian and Rio looked more and more angry. They both looked at Dylan with a disgusted gaze. Dylan was speechless! Yuliana had confessed to him before, but he had directly rejected her. He had no idea why the rest would look at him when he had nothing to do with Yuliana.

Lydia asked, echoing her sister's earlier comment. “Yeah,” Sean nodded. “You smell like honeysuckle.” “No, that’s not my smell,” Lydia waved him off. “Well, it’s true! Lydia, you smell like that,” Blake added, sniffing her sister. “If I remember correctly, your smell used to be like ice in a…” “White snow,” Lydia completed. How could she smell like honeysuckle? Her wolf was associated with the scents of white snow and bluebells. She sniffed at herself but regretted it; without her wolf, she couldn't smell anything.