Yellowstone Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I'm a Lycan, not just some kind of woman! "Miss, I think you're getting things wrong here. You're the other woman and not me. I see you look so much like me, you must be my substitute. I can see Damien hasn't forgotten me all these years, he has always loved me." The vixen boasted to my face. I wanted to scratch the skin off her face but I just held myself back. Maybe she was saying the truth after all and it was time for me to stop being delusional because there isn't anything I can do about it. It's good anyway, I can finally get rid of him.

So this must be… “Gotcha!” he exclaims at a small figure who was hiding behind a bush. “Aaaa!” A blonde girl falls out of the bush and lands on her bum. She is startled that he caught her so easily! The girl is around six years old with shiny golden hair which is almost as bright as the sun. Her doe-like amber eyes are full of shock and she pouts at her friend. “This is not fair!” she protests. “I was supposed to scare you!” “You cannot beat a Lycan Prince!” Alexei boasts. The girl only glares at him, feeling irritated. She tries to scare him everyday but he always catches her.

I’d spotted it weeks ago near Topanga and bought it on impulse because it reminded me of him. Tomorrow was our engagement party, the official merging of Woodhills and Stormbane packs under one united front. But tonight could just be ours. “He’s going to lose it,” I murmured, resting my forehead briefly against the steering wheel. Tyler cried at everything. Military reunion videos. Emotional movie scenes. One time he watched wedding vows on YouTube and had to pretend he had allergies afterward. God, I loved that about him. The way his tough Alpha image cracked over little things that mattered.

They walked through a pathway which led to a dark tunnel, and from the other end of the tunnel was a different apartment which looked more like a mansion and not a castle. From the end of the tunnel, one can see the fire flames which moved up to the sky. "I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die." One of the girls cried in a low voice, but loud enough for them to hear. "I don't..." "Shut the fu*k up!" One of the lycans yelled at her. His voice made her shiver like she was staring at the real beast. They continued walking until they got to the wide gathering.

A feeling of pride for my best friend bloomed and swelled inside me. “Derrick has always believed that the wolf inside Athena was the Moon goddess herself. He had been hoping to give birth to her and he did tons of research which was why he slept with Yeti’s mother. Being a witch himself and Yeti’s mother being a pure, Alpha blood Lycan, it should have worked.” “But he only ended up fathering a hybrid,” Yeti muttered. My heart shattered as I heard the raw pain in her voice, still her face didn’t look anything but resolute.

] A quiet lull settled over their online exchange. After a brief pause, Yaslyn signaled to pull over. As they exited the vehicle, the insistent man sent another message, seemingly puzzled by her silence. Zyra replied, [Just a bit surprised, that's all.] [Where's your selfie?] he inquired, the undertone of curiosity evident in his texts. Yaslyn sneered. "He's probably using someone else's photos. Feels like one of those creeps who collect pictures." Horrified by the thought, Zyra, with a mischievous grin, sent the most unflattering selfie she could muster—a purposefully unattractive angle, expecting a revolted reaction. Perhaps he would even block her.

Talya whispered, even though everyone had highly sensitive hearing and could hear what she said. Talya was now eighteen and became more trouble with each passing month. Repeatedly abused by male cats from a young age, she never knew love or kindness until Vorlyk rescued her. She wasn't happy with the strict rules that were in place until she turned twenty-one, and it took the entire clan to keep her in line. Zenya tried to keep weary impatience from her voice. "I have no idea who you mean. The Kodiak is mated." "Not the bear." Her eyes went dreamy, "The vampire."

Daniel shouted, stepping in. Whispers exploded around us. “Oh moon!” “He’s an alpha!” “No wonder he’s so strong!” “He’s so handsome!” “Look at his arms... goddess!” Phones came out. Yelena snapped. “Put the fucking phones down! Nobody records this!” They obeyed instantly. I should’ve smirked. I didn’t. I was too close to losing control. Suddenly, Yelena’s hand grabbed my arm, her touch was soft but charged. Her fangs slid out, her eyes turning golden, her wolf rising.

" Let's solve the situation with the seven trumpets, then we will go to hell. "Can I turn men into frogs?" Asked Zylah, more to herself than to anyone else. She watched her hands, shook her long fingers over one of them and had a gloomy laugh." In fact, I think I'd love to make a Kirk Voodoo doll. Maybe I would rip two or three fingers off the doll just to test.

Danford's POV I was on my way to the Silver Moon pack when Hunter, my inner Lycan, started to get excited, I wondered why. We have been here before and I've been around some pretty fuckable she Lycans, was it the reason for his excitement? Maybe, I haven't gotten laid in a month because we have been too busy! As I approached the border, I drove faster and noticed the petite brunette woman a few feet away, Bailey, the Alpha's daughter. I got out