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A/N: I'm officially obsessed with Wolf Bride and what does one do when she's obsessed with a certain book? She writes an AU about it! 😁 So, Talley Ho! *in my Sherlock Holmes voice*

Rated: Explicit. | Contains sexual content and strong language. (You know? The usual from me. 😁) | Bolded and/or italicized words are conversations and thoughts of the characters. | Main Characters: Roman (LI) and Naia Evans (MC) | All Characters and names: (except MC and original characters created by me) are property of Pixelberry.

Current Word Count: 5,063 words. (more or less. I stop counting after editing and re-editing. 🤷🏾‍♀️)

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(Also this series is a slight deviation of the original story. In the original story, the werewolf hunter is a woman. But in this series the hunter is a man.)

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Not even gonna lie. This took me for forever to write. We're talking months. It literally stressed me out to the point I had to put myself on a mini-sabbatical. Because I couldn't focus or concentrate. But this part of it is finished. And it's intense. Skeletons will be revealed. Secrets unearthed. It’s not gonna be pretty. This is part one of probably one of the most angsty pieces I’ve ever written. Buckle up! It's gonna be a roller coaster.

TW: talks of death, mention of violence, trauma rehashing. Reader Discretion is STRONGLY ADVISED! I take no responsibility if you find yourself uncomfortable reading this. You have been warned.

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Chapter 27.) Sins Of The Father.

“thou shalt not bow down thyself unto them, nor serve them: for I the Lord thy God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children unto the third and fourth generation of them that hate me.”-KJVAAE

“You shall not bow down to them or serve them; for I the Lord your God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers on the children to the third and fourth generation of those who hate me,”-ESV

‭‭Deuteronomy‬ ‭5:9‬

After watching Roman have a standoff with her parents, Naia was even more determined to find out what made her mother leave home. And one of the first ways to do that was for her to get her hands on the diary Laurie had. Naia knew she was taking a risk but she had to know the truth.

The next morning while her mother went to visit Joey at home and her dad went to meet with the realtor and contractor, Naia decided that was as good a time as ever to sneak a peek at her mom's old diary. She grabbed the diary from off the dresser and took it back to her room to read it quietly.

Naia steeled herself for whatever ugly secrets about her mother that she was about to uncover. She opened the diary to a random page her mother wrote about her father. This page was about the night they met.

“So there I was, going about my business when he pulled up and smiled at me. His name is Shane. He's cute. I hope I see him again.”

Naia skipped some more to another page. This one was about Xander.

“Xander is my Alpha. But he's also a mentor. I am his apprentice. He expects the best of me. That is what I will give him. I will be better. I will be stronger. I will be faster. I will be more alert. I will be my absolute best.”

The more Naia read the more tame the diary was. Nothing really stood out, until she got to a page that showed when she started Wolfbane.

“Had my first shot today. I still don’t understand why I have to take them but if my Alpha commands it, I will obey.”

As Naia continued to read, she found out when her mother first knew when she fell in love with Xander and eventually her father.

“I know it's stupid. But Xander is amazing. The way he runs The Pack is flawless. And the look he always gives me always gives me butterflies. I know that he would never choose me because he already has a mate. And I've tried to hide it the best way that I could but I can't help it or how I feel. I love him. I'm in love with him.”

“Yikes!” Naia thought to herself as she read that entry.

As she read the chapter her mother wrote about her father Naia felt something that was close to nauseated.

“What can I say about Shane? I love his smile! And when he smiles at me, I want to melt. And I know I should stay away from him but Shane shows me the type of love that I can't and never will get from Xander. He's sweet. He's patient. He's kind. And when he kisses me I feel like the only girl in the world. I think I love him. I know I'm in love with him. Even though I shouldn't be. Xander would never allow us to be together. But I can't leave him alone.”

“That was gross! Oh My God! So gross! I shouldn't have read ANY of that.” Naia thought to herself.

Just then she heard a car door shut. Her parents were home. And if they found out that she had read her mother's old diary, she'd be in trouble. Naia had just put her mother's old diary back on the dresser and came out of the guest room when her parents came through the door.

“Hi mama! Hi daddy! You’re back already!”

Shane and Laurie looked at each other then looked at her.

“What have you been doing?”

“Nothing.”

Naia answered the question far too quickly for her parents. And she knew it by the way her mother rolled her eyes. And her father groaned.

“When are you going to learn to stop lying to us, girl?”

Naia bit her bottom lip.

“I…wasn’t…lying?”

Laurie cocked an eyebrow and crossed her arms.

“That's a question, not a definitive answer.”

“Naia…”

“I promise daddy, I wasn't doing anything!”

“Then why do you look like Sylvester after he finally ate Tweety?” Laurie asked.

Naia didn't know what to say to that.

“Look baby, whatever it is you were doing I hope you had a good reason for doing it.” Shane said to her.

“Oh I definitely did.”

Meanwhile at the Den, Roman was having his own dilemma. He had been thinking about everything Laurie had said to him and after talking with Trent, he'd even considered that she may have been right. But he wouldn't know for sure until he looked in his parent's room. He hadn't been in the room since his mother passed away. It was too painful for him. But if he was to get to the bottom of Laurie’s claims he knew what he had to do.

He lit the candles on the wall and looked around the room. His father's scent lingered even after his death. As did the scent of his mother. He sat down on the bed they shared and began to miss them both. Especially her. She was everything to him. And to return to the room she shared with his father. It generated feelings in him in ways he never thought possible.

As he looked around the room, he saw the chest that Laurie mentioned. The more he looked at it, the more his curiosity and apprehension warred with each other. He wanted to know but he didn't want to disrespect the memory or the man who was his father. But he couldn't let the nagging feeling of what if go.

He stood up from the bed then walked over to the large chest. He ran a hand over it and could feel his father. After pausing for a moment to take a deep breath, he opened the chest. And Roman could hardly believe what he found. This chest was filled with paperwork, tapes, charts, and other documents that he didn't understand. He couldn't believe his father kept things like this. They were human. They were things Xander had forbidden others from keeping in the den. As he dug deeper in the chest, he came upon an envelope that was addressed to him.

He opened the envelope and read the letter inside.

It was from his mother.

My son.

If you have found this letter then that means Laurie has finally returned. And it is now time for you to know the truth. Call on Noemi and have the tribunal that Laurie was denied. The truth must be told. You must know everything that happened. I can only hope that you don't love me any less for what it is you discover.

I love you.

Mom.

Roman set the letter down on the bed and took a shuddering breath. It had been years since he’d seen his mother's handwriting. But more so, he needed to know what she meant. As he went back through the paperwork he found he kept coming across the words Operation: Wolfbane. That name stuck out to him because of what Laurie and Trent had told him. He knew somehow it all had to be connected but he didn’t know how. But he was determined to find out.

With his mother's letter in hand, he left his parent's room and went to speak with Noemi. He found her meditating in her room. When she opened her eyes to him, he was bowing at her feet.

“Honored Speaker, I must speak with you.”

“Hello, my child. Is there a truth you seek?”

“Yes, honored one. What does this mean?” He asked as he showed her the letter from his mother.

Noemi looked at the letter in his hands and sighed heavily.

“It means that you are ready to learn the truth.”

Roman looked at her quizzically.

“What do you mean?”

Noemi looked at him calmly.

“It is time for you to know the lie your father told us all. Including your mother.”

Roman slowly sat down in front of her.

“Does this have to do with Laurie and her betraying my father?”

“Yes, my child. Because the truth is, she never betrayed him.”

Roman looked at her incredulously.

“What are you talking about?!”

Noemi gave him a rueful look.

“You went into your father's room and opened the chest. That chest holds the proof of all of your father's crimes.”

Roman took a shaky yet defiant breath.

“It can't be true. He would never!”

“I know this is hard and unfortunate but it is also true. Your father became obsessed with the legend of a Wolf Bride. And would stop at nothing to prove that there was one among us.”

Roman’s face fell and could feel his heart breaking.

“No! Mother! There must be a mistake!”

She looked at him sympathetically.

“No, my child. It is true.”

“But what does Naia’s mother have to do with this?”

“She's the one he chose to be a Wolf Bride. And when she fell in love with her mate, your father refused to let her go. It's why her mate shot him. He tried to take Naia away from them.”

Roman couldn't believe what he was hearing.

“But that is not where this all begins.”

“I'm not sure I understand, Honored Speaker.”

“Your mother bore a child before you. And your father had Laurie kill the child. Or so we all thought.”

Roman’s mouth dropped open.

Meanwhile, back at the house, Naia was determined to find out more about what caused her mother to leave. And the only way to do that was to get her hands on her mom's old diary. She crept into her parents room as quietly as she could, and when she looked on the dresser where the diary was, it wasn’t there.

“Can I help you?”

Naia froze before turning around to see her mother standing behind her holding the diary.

“Mom!”

“Looking for something?”

“Ummm…”

Laurie shook her head.

“How long have you been standing there?”

“Long enough.”

“Why didn’t I hear you?”

Laurie scoffed.

“I was trained by the greatest predator alive. If I ever dared to give my position away he’d have my head.”

“So it’s instinct?”

“Yes. Now answer my question. What are you looking for? And don’t even bother lying to me.”

“I was looking for your old diary?”

“That’s a question. Not an answer.”

“It’s the truth.”

“You will not let this go will you?”

“I can’t mama.”

“Even if it winds up hurting me or worse getting me killed?”

Naia stared at her mother.

“What are you talking about?”

“Whatever it is you’re looking for isn’t in the diary. The only way you’re gonna know is if I tell you everything.”

Naia swallowed then squared her shoulders.

“Tell me everything mom.”

Laurie took a deep breath.

“Have a seat. There’s no use in me keeping it to myself anymore.”

Naia sat down on the bed and was joined by her mother.

“Mama what could you have done that could possibly get you killed?”

“As I told you, Delia had a child two years before your Alpha was born.”

“You said that Xander wanted you to kill the child but you didn't.”

“I couldn't. But Xander didn't know that. He thought I killed the child. Because that's what I told him.”

“What really happened?”

“When Delia got pregnant with their child, many were overjoyed. No one more than Xander. He would finally have a pup to carry on his legacy of leading the Pack. Like his father did with him.”

“I'm not seeing a reason why he would want you to kill his child.”

“You have to understand werewolf pups and birth. Any pup born wrong as they put it is of no use to the Pack.”

“What do you mean born wrong?”

“If a pup is born on a full moon they're born Primal. They normally don't survive.”

“I don't understand.”

“The night Delia’s son was born there was a full moon in the sky. She started to have complications. She barely made it to the hospital. And when she did, she had to give birth right then and there to save the child’s life. That's when we all found out it was a boy.”

“That's good, right?”

“You would think so. But the problem began when Xander found out she'd given birth. He went to the hospital to see her, and when he saw the baby he instantly rejected him.”

“What?! Why?!”

“Because the baby was born blind.”

“Oh my God!”

“As I said, any child born wrong is of no use according to Pack Law. And there's nothing that a blind werewolf can do for its Pack.”

“That's cruel.”

“Yeah, I know. But Pack Law is the law. When Xander told Delia that the child was to be put to death, she told him no. And that is something you never do.”

“I'm proud of her. She should have told him no.”

“I wish she had said yes. It would have saved me a whole bunch of trouble.”

“What do you mean?”

“When she told him no, he balked at her. They argued from what I was told, but ultimately he told her that she had a week to say goodbye to the baby.”

“How could he be so heartless?”

Laurie shrugged. Clearly uncomfortable.

“How did you wind up with their son?”

Laurie swallowed the lump in her throat.

“All Wolf kin mates usually keep places in town. Delia was no different. She had a small apartment. She had to have one for her job as a teacher. She was coming home from the baby's first doctor's appointment when she ran into Xander, Waylon and Benson.”

“That doesn’t sound good.”

“From what I was told, it wasn’t. They argued over the child and it got real ugly real fast. According to what I was told since she couldn’t make a decision he would make it for her.”

“What did he do?”

“He took the baby from her and she tried to fight. But, Xander was not only her mate and Alpha but that day he had help. Benny and Waylon held her back as he walked off with the baby. From what I know, she screamed, cried, and begged him to reconsider because that was their child. That baby deserved love and care. But Xander would not hear a word she said. All he told her was that she had better be back at the den when he returned. And if she wasn't there would be consequences.”

Naia sat there in shock. She didn't know what to think.

“My God. How could he?”

Laurie let out a rueful chuckle.

“I think you're underestimating the power of an Alpha.”

“But Roman would never!”

“That's because he doesn't have any pups. And I plan on keeping it that way.”

“Is that why you don't want me anywhere near him?”

“Yes. The Alpha’s job isn't just about protecting and guiding the Pack. It's also about furthering its line. Your Alpha chose you for a reason. The same reason his father chose me.”

Naia took notice of the crack in Laurie’s voice.

“But I don't understand how you got mixed up in all of this.”

Laurie took a shaky breath.

“When Xander took the child he went into the woods. And he was gonna kill the child himself but instead, he decided that it would be my task to kill the baby.”

Naia held her mother's hand.

“I was sitting at home writing in my diary when Xander showed up with the baby in his arms. I didn't know what to do. I asked him why he was here, and that's when he placed the baby in my arms and told me that he was giving me a task. And my task was simple, I was to kill that baby. And then he said that if I wanted to truly have a place in the Pack at his side, I would do as he commanded of me.”

“Mama…why didn't you tell anyone?”

“I did. Once I brought the baby into the house, I laid him down on the couch and I called Joey crying over the phone and begged her to come over because I needed help.”

“What happened?”

“Joey showed up and I explained everything to her. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't keep the baby with me. Xander would've had my head.”

“What did you do?”

“We knew that we couldn't keep the baby in town so we made a plan to get the baby out of town. Joey was going to her aunt's wedding in Morganton and I would go with her and her mom. It was the only way we had to get the baby out without Xander knowing.”

“How old were you?”

“16. Imagine being that young and terrified.”

Naia shook her head sadly.

“I went to the den and told Xander that I was leaving to go to Morganton and that I would be back that Sunday. I even promised to bring him back these triple chocolate cookies that he loved so much. Even though they always made him sick.”

“And he bought it?”

“Yup. But not before asking me if I had completed my task.”

“What did you tell him?”

“I lied and said yes.”

“What else happened?”

“When I got home Z was there and was asking questions about the baby and I told him.”

“What did he say?”

Laurie scoffed.

“He threatened to tell Xander. But I told him that he owed me for always saving his ass and that if I meant anything to him, he'd keep his trap shut.”

Naia nodded slowly.

“I met Joey and her mother at the bus station and we left after that.”

“What did you do with the baby?”

“The whole bus ride there we were scared that he should shift but he didn't. He just fussed in my arms.”

“And what happened when you got to Morganton?”

“When we got there we dropped the baby off in a basket outside of a fire station.”

“And you never saw the baby after that?”

Laurie shook her head no.

“We dropped the baby off and never looked back.”

Naia looked at her mother in a whole new light.

“I can't believe he made you do that.”

Laurie shook her head.

“I could've said no. I should've. But he had this look of menace that terrified me. Besides, disobeying my Alpha could've ended badly for me or worse meant my death.”

“How long have you been carrying this around?”

“37 years. I'm not proud of it. But I did what I had to do to save that baby’s life.”

Naia hugged her mother. She finally understood.

“Did Xander ever find out?”

“I don’t know. I doubt it. Joey, her mother, and Zane all swore to secrecy. For the good of us all, we couldn't let anyone find out. Not even Delia.”

“You didn't tell her?!”

“Not until after Xander was dead.”

“What do you mean?”

“She came to see after he died. She wanted to know what happened to her son. And I told her everything. I told her and Noemi.”

“Do you think Roman knows?”

“No. He couldn't know at least not at that time. Because if I had come forward, he would've never been able to be Alpha. The Elders would've wanted to find his brother and make him Alpha. And that wouldn't have been fair to him. So Delia asked me to stay away. She said that I owed it to her. And when her son was named Alpha she would make sure that he knew the truth and that he would set this right.”

“Then why didn't she do that?”

“She died before she could tell him the truth. Zane called me out of the blue and told me that she had died and wouldn't be safe for me to come home. Because your Alpha wouldn't listen to reason. What his father taught him and especially what he told the Pack was law. And I'd be dead if I ever showed my face here.”

“But Mommy if you just talked to him, I'm sure he'd understand–”

Naia was cut off by a shout from her father coming from outside.

“What was that?”

Laurie had an uneasy look on her face.

“Whatever it is, it can't be good. Stay here!”

Laurie got up and went to investigate. When she got to the patio, she saw Shane with his gun pointed at two werewolves. It was Isobel and Barrett. They were in their Primal forms.

“Stay back!” Shane shouted at the advancing werewolves.

“Shane! Don't shoot!”

“Are you insane?! They just showed up demanding that you go with them!”

“They're not gonna hurt me.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Shane asked over his shoulder.

“Their Alpha sent them here.”

“So?”

Laurie looked at the werewolves in amusement.

“Why are you two here?”

Both shifted into human proportions.

“You have been summoned! Come!”

Laurie rolled her eyes.

“You could at least tell me why.”

“A tribunal is being convened.”

“Finally!” Laurie said in relief.

“Let's go!” Barrett commanded.

“Don't get your panties in a bunch I'm going.”

Shane lowered his gun, turned around, then looked at Laurie like she had lost all sense.

“No! You are NOT going anywhere!”

“I have to!”

“No!”

“This is the only way this will end!”

Shane let out an aggravated sigh.

“Fine! Then I'm going with you!”

Laurie turned to face her husband.

“No, you’re not!”

“You are not going by yourself!”

“Shane, listen to me! You go anywhere near the den and they'll kill you before you even have a chance to open your mouth!”

The look in Shane’s eyes broke her heart.

“Laurie, please! You can't go alone! What if they don't believe you?! What if their Alpha decides to…”

Shane's voice hitched as Laurie brought his face close to hers.

“Look at me. It'll take more than a bunch of pups puffing their chests out to kill me.”

Shane shook his head sadly.

“I made a promise to keep you safe.”

“I swear to you. I'll be safe.”

“Laurie I can't lose you! Not now.”

Laurie pulled her husband close as his voice broke.

“You won't lose me. I will always come back to you. I will always come home to you.”

That's when Naia spoke up from the doorway.

“I’ll go with her.”

Shane turned around.

“No! Absolutely not!”

“Daddy, Roman won't hurt me. And as long as I'm there, he won't hurt mom.”

“I don’t care! You aren't going!”

“Shane…she's right.”

Shane didn't want to admit it but they were right. And he knew it when he looked back at his wife.

“If I don't go with you, who's going to protect you and our daughter?”

“I will.”

They all turned to see Zane coming from the front of the house.

“I couldn't find my key so I thought I'd use the spare I had stashed away and I couldn't help but overhear.”

Shane's eyebrow twitched.

“You wouldn't protect your sister from that monster before!”

“I know that. And Shane, you have no idea how much I have regretted not doing so. But I'm hoping that she'll at least let me try to protect her now.”

When Laurie looked at Zane for the first time in years, she saw her brother.

“Please, squirt. That's all I ask.”

“Fine. You can come with us.”

Zane nodded.

“Thank you, Laurie.”

Shane closed his eyes, took a deep breath then let it out slowly. When he opened his eyes, Naia was right beside him. He wrapped his arms around her and Laurie and held them close.

“You two are the most important things in life to me. If I ever lost the two of you…you might as well kill me. Because I would never be able to go on.”

“We know baby.”

“We love you too daddy.”

Shane let them go before taking a menacing step to Zane with a look of fury in his eyes.

“You see them? How they go to that den is how they come back to me. If ANYTHING happens to them…I will kill you myself! Do you understand?!”

Zane nodded.

“Understood.”

“Good.”

Shane looked at Laurie and Naia one last time.

“Go. Before I change my mind.”

Laurie squeezed his hand before kissing him on his cheek.

“We’ll be back in no time.”

Laurie squared her shoulders then turned to the two werewolves.

“Let's go!”

“Follow us!” Isobel commanded.

Laurie rolled her eyes.

“No need! I know where I'm going.”

“How?”

Laurie threw Isobel a look over her shoulder.

“Follow the bond. Find the Alpha.”

Shane watched as she and the others disappeared into the woods. When he couldn't see them anymore, he looked to the setting sky and said a prayer.

“God please…protect my girls.”

Laurie led the group to a ceremonial grounds where Roman stood flanked by both Callum and Jett. With other members of the Pack gathered around.

“Well, well! If it ain't my favorite pup!”

Roman’s eyebrow twitched slightly before he regained his composure.

“Let us proceed.”

Laurie took a deep breath as she entered in between the stones.

“I've been waiting years for this.”

Naia and Zane took their places outside the ring. Through their bond, she could feel Roman’s emotions warring within him. He squared his shoulders and addressed the crowd around him.

“The tribunal for one Laurie Roberts has been convened and will proceed.”

He then turned to Laurie who looked almost bored.

“You are bound by Pack Law and will answer for your transgressions. Do you understand?”

“Yeah. Yeah. I'm here because you all want to know what happened between me and Xander. I got it. Now can we move on?”

“You are accused of betraying your Alpha and the Pack. The penalty of which is death. Do you deny the accusations against you?”

Laurie rolls her eyes.

“I deny that the accusations are accurate, to begin with.”

“What proof do you have that these accusations are false?”

“Your father kept records of every time I was given Wolfbane. Every injection date. Every audio file. Every test report.”

Murmurs and whispers began to rise amongst the crowd, they were quickly silenced when Roman held up a hand.

“Are you accusing your Alpha of wrongdoing?”

“That's exactly what I'm doing.”

Laurie’s tone was both confident and calculated.

“Those are heavy accusations to levy against your Alpha, Laurie. Especially when you have no proof.”

Laurie took a deep breath then rolled up her sleeve to reveal old needle marks on her right forearm.

“They didn't hurt at first. Hell, I barely even registered getting them when they started. It wasn't until the doses of Wolfbane doubled that I started to feel them get worse and that they started leaving marks on my arms.”

“Why were you injected?”

“Wolfbane was a project and partnership between your father and Bernard Sayre. Bernie needed test subjects and Xander needed to know if the legend of the Wolf Bride was true. So they combined their efforts. And chose me as their test subject.”

Hearing her mother's confident tone crack broke Naia’s heart. She could feel how painful it was for her mother to relive it all. She wanted to throw her arms around her mother and hold her close.

“How do any of us know that you aren't lying to save your own skin?!” Jett asked Laurie.

“You forget your place pup. Only the Alpha can question me. And you obviously aren't the Alpha.”

Jett’s eyes narrowed at Laurie.

“She's right, Jett. It is my place to question her. Not yours.” Roman quipped.

“It is a waste of time! We all know the story of her and your father. He rejected her and she betrayed him and our Pack! He showed the wounds to the elders! She is guilty!”

Laurie crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.

“You see? She has no respect for our ways!”

“You are your father's son. Pig-headed and loud for no reason.”

“You know nothing of my father!”

“Oh please! You're all bark and no bite! That's how I know you’re Benny’s spitting image. Because that's all he was.”

Jett’s face twisted with fury.

“YOU DARE SPEAK OF MY FATHER THAT WAY?!”

“Jett! Restrain yourself!” Roman warned him.

But Jett was far too enraged to hear Roman’s command.

“I WILL END YOU TRAITOR!”

Laurie rolled her eyes.

“No, you won't pup. It's not your place.”

Jett shifted into his Primal form in front of Laurie who looked at him unimpressed.

“You're not going to hurt me.”

“YES…I…WILL!”

“Jett! Stand down!”

“You might want to listen to your Alpha pup.”

“YOU…WILL…PAY…WITH YOUR…LIFE!”

Jett took a menacing step towards Laurie who had her head cocked to the side with a smirk on her lips.

“Yup. You are every bit of Benny’s baby boy. Now, I believe your Alpha gave you a command. I suggest you follow it.”

“DIE…TRAITOR!”

“MOM!”

“Naia don't!”

Zane held Naia back as she tried to intervene. She watched helplessly as Jett reared his massive paw back ready to strike. But before he could strike Laurie a voice rang out.

“ENOUGH!”

Jett stopped mid-strike and looked around.

“WHAT…?!”

“I tried to warn you…” Laurie shrugged.

Just then Jett went flying backward. And when he landed on the ground he was human. When he looked up Laurie was surrounded by a thick fog that was swirling with Primal Magic.

“You really shouldn't have done that. You forget I'm under the Alpha’s protection pup.”

“But Roman does not–”

“Not him.”

As soon as those words left her mouth, the swirling fog behind her began to take the shape of a giant black werewolf.

“It can't be!” Zane said in total shock.

When Naia looked at Roman, he looked like he'd seen a ghost.

“Impossible!”

Laurie shrugged.

“Not really.”

Naia turned to her uncle who stood with his jaw dropped.

“Uncle Zane…what Is it? What's going on?”

Zane couldn't believe what he was seeing.

“Naia…that’s–”

Zane never got to finish his sentence. Because Laurie finished it for him.

“Hello, Xander. It's been a long time hasn't it?”

Everyone around was dead silent. For Xander had returned from the grave. The questions now were how and why had he returned?

#choices #khoicesbyk #pixelberry #choices stories you play #choices fanfiction #fanfic #wolf bride #fics of the week #choices fic writers creations

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sfb123 · 4 years ago

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Roses are Red

Book: The Nanny Affair

Pairing: Sam Dalton x Anna Schuyler/Mason & Mickey and Anna Schuyler (friendship)

All characters belong to Pixelberry.

Rating: PG (pure fluff, but it’s Sam, so he makes some allusions to things)

Word Count: 1,161

Notes: I wanted to make a Valentine’s fic. You’d think, with my writing history, I would have written something in the Royal Romance world, but the only inspiration that came to me was this Nanny Affair fluff. I know it’s also weird that it’s fluff and not smut, but fuck it, who am I to conform to expectations? It’s not much, just a little idea that popped into my head last night.

Tags: Got them below! Since my main tag list is for TRR stuff, I’m only tagging my TNA fam (if I missed you, I love you and I’m sorry I’m the worst 😘). If you’d like to be added to any future TNA fics I may (or may not) write, just let me know!

As Anna approached Mason & Mickey’s bedroom door she noticed a sign taped to it ‘Do Not Enter’. She was afraid of what experiments might be waiting for her on the other side, but their grandparents would be by shortly to pick them up for their sleepover, so she was going to need to overlook the prominently displayed new rule. She knocked on the door, and was quickly greeted by Mickey’s head, he made sure to keep the door closed enough that Anna couldn’t see in.

“Hi Anna, what’s up?”

“What are the two of you doing in there?” She eyed him suspiciously.

“Nothing, we’re just working on a...project. Yea, a project.”

The uncertainty in his voice did little to squash the uneasy feeling Anna had. “You know your grandparents are going to be here soon. Did you finish packing your overnight bags?” She tried to peek past Mickey to catch a glimpse of what was happening, with no luck.

“Oh...um, no. We didn’t do it yet, we’ve been really busy with our project.”

“Alright, enough games. Mickey, you need to let me in here to see what you boys are up to.”

“No, not yet we’re almost -“

“It’s ok Mickey, I finished. She can come in!” Mason interrupted his brother from the other side of the door.

Mickey opened the door and stepped aside so Anna could enter. As soon as she crossed the threshold she was greeted by an assault of glitter and construction paper littered all around the room. “Boys, what is all of this? This is one of your messiest experiments yet.”

Anna had known the boys for just about a year, when she came into their lives, she was their nanny. In the months to follow, she entered a whirlwind affair and subsequent romance with their father, Sam Dalton. It had been 6 months since Sam left Sofia at the altar and rushed, with the boys, to the airport to stop her from disappearing from their lives forever. They had been a family ever since. While Anna wasn’t on the payroll anymore, it didn’t seem appropriate once she officially became Sam’s girlfriend, she still took care of the boys just the way she had before. Before Anna had met the twins, she didn’t have much experience with kids. She figured working for the CMO of Dalton Enterprises, in any capacity, would be a foot in the door to her career as a chemist. Then she met Mason and Mickey, and she was so taken by their excitement and enthusiasm to learn and experiment, and she knew that was exactly where she needed to be.

“It’s not an experiment Anna, it’s for you!” Mason took her hand and guided her to the table on the other side of the room, motioning for her to sit. “Ok, now close your eyes”

Anna did as she was instructed and put her hands over her eyes. She could hear some shuffling around, and shook her head, picturing Mickey and Mason shoving each other around trying to get in place.

“Ok, open them!” The twins said in unison.

Anna opened her eyes to see the boys holding up a large piece of red paper covered in glitter and lace and hearts. “What’s all this?”

“Happy Valentine’s Day!” They handed the card to Anna.

She red the card:

Roses are red

Violets are blue

We’re glad our dad loves you

Because we love you too

“Boys. You did this for me?” Anna looked up at them with a bright smile that the boys matched as they nodded their heads. “You didn’t have to do this.”

“Yes we did.” Mason said matter of factly. “Dad says that on Valentine’s Day, you’re supposed to show the special people in your life how important they are to you. Besides dad, you’re the most special person we have.”

Anna’s eyes began to well, a single tear rolling down her cheek.

“We’re sorry Anna, we didn’t mean to make you sad! This was supposed to make you happy!” Mickey was very concerned, and couldn’t understand how their plan could have backfired so spectacularly.

“Yea, if you’re upset about the mess, I promise we will clean it up all by ourselves. You don’t have to do any of it!” Mason added.

Anna laughed as she shook her head and wiped away another tear. “No boys, these are happy tears. I’m so honored that you would work so hard on this just for me. I love you both so much.” She held her arms open and the boys ran straight for her, engulfing her in a hug.

“Well, I guess I’m going to have to up my Valentine’s Day game if I’m going to compete with all of this.” The three of them turned their heads to the doorway and saw Sam leaning against the frame with his arms crossed.

“I don’t know, I’ve already got two guys that want to be my valentine, I might not have room for a third.” She smirked as she rose from her seat and walked toward Sam.

“I’m sure I can convince you.” He put his arms around her waist and pulled her in for a quick kiss before leaning in to whisper in her ear. “After what I plan to do to you tonight, I have a feeling I’ll be able to convince you that the sky is green.”

The warmth of his breath mixed with the feeling of his lips brushing against her ear sent a tingle down Anna’s spine. Sam could tell, and had a sly grin on his face as he pulled back. Winking at her before turning his attention to Mason and Mickey. “Boys, your grandparents just got here. Why don’t you go keep them company while Anna and I get your things together?”

“Sure, dad!” The boys ran out into the living room, leaving Sam and Anna alone.

“You pack for Mason, I’ll get Mickey.” Sam kissed her again and led her into the twin’s room. “Let’s get them out of here so I can finally have you all to myself.”

“We’re going to have to clean up all of this first.” She gestured to the glittery mess that covered the space.

“Says who? The boys can clean all this up when they get home tomorrow.” Sam pulled her close and tucked a stray hair behind her ear. “I don’t want to delay our Valentine’s date a moment longer than I have to.”

“You know, the boys set the bar pretty high with that card.” Anna raised one eyebrow.

“Oh I know, I saw the whole thing. Don’t worry, I’m sure I can rise to the challenge.” He replied with a wink.

She laughed, slapping his chest playfully. “Alright Dalton, enough of that, let’s get the boys packed and out of here.”

They separated and continued to pack for the twin’s overnight trip, so that they could spend the first of many Valentine’s Days together.

Tags: @txemrn @pixie88 @khoicesbyk @aussieez @shewillreadyou @fanjessfic @secretaryunpaid @thefrenchiemama @lucy-268 @shannonwrote

#pixelberry #choices #choices stories you play #playchoices #choices the nanny affair #the nanny affair #tna sam #choices sam dalton #sam dalton x mc #sam dalton

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thenannyaffair-fanfics · 4 years ago

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TNA Writers

A list of the Tumblr writers featured in this blog in alphabetical order.

@ao719

@chemist-ana

@choiceskatie

@diamondsaregold

@drethanramslay

@hopelesslydevoted2sprites

@issabees

@jamesashtonisbae

@kat-tia801

@khoicesbyk

@lady-calypso

@openheart12

@pixie88

@samanthadalton

@secretaryunpaid

@sfb123

@shannonwrote

@shewillreadyou

@socalwriterbee

@somersetmummy

@thefrenchiemama

@txemrn

@yaushie

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secretaryunpaid · 4 years ago

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Fighting Temptations...

(TNA Fanfic)

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: approx. 1535

Warnings/Triggers: Death, depression,

After the painful sight of Alina’s death, Sam went on a downward spiral. His actions from that point forward led to excessive alcohol abuse. He wasn't even aware of the amount that he would consume daily.

He had come to rely on his meetings with Dahlia more often than she’d expected. So much so, that he was beginning to suck her into his depression. She was losing sight of herself trying to help him escape this loop that he’d become enslaved in.

She never imagined that her revenge would push him to this level. She was so consumed with a hatred for him, that she didn’t even think of the collateral damage her actions would cause. Being in Sam’s presence was forcing her reality to take hold of her sanity.

She’d been the cause of this… and indirectly the cause of Alina’s death. She’d recently sent a picture to Alina. The sight had Alina questioning how well she even knew her husband.

Sam had been so loving and, although Dalton Enterprises was monopolizing his life, he was always trying to be the man she’d fallen so deeply in love with.

But Alina was gone now, and after having been forced into rehab as her condition for taking him back, along with a serious commitment, he had to pull his life together. He wouldn’t lose her, too.

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Sam hired Tyrese to perform “Sweet Lady” for his proposal … Down on his own persuasive measures since she’d left when he was most vulnerable, he figured that added touch would give him time to work his courage up to take on her denial, should this strong minded woman actually allow his entertainment.

He knew that she’d mentioned loving Tyrese’s sensual voice… She’d at least focus on the words of his song… Knowing her wit, she’d pick up quite quickly on the words meaning on this night.

She’d warned Sam that if he wasn’t contacting her with a marriage proposal, she couldn’t entertain their former patterns. He’d driven her to lust and he knew it. But she’d been able to resist his charms in the end. Whiskey and bourbon were his “new orgy” as Dahlia had put it.

He’d express that underneath the pain, he’d actually fallen in love with her. Heartbroken at the words, knowing that she’d expected a totally different conversation to result from the photo she’d sent to Alina just before her demise. She becomes enraged and her persona immediately shifts to borderline girl interrupted behavior …

“You’re professing love for ME, Sam… While GRIEVING over your TRUE LOVE ??? DO YOU FUCKING EVEN HEAR YOUR WORDS RIGHT NOW ??”

Sam flinches back in absolute confusion… “You’re telling me that I CAN’T love you, too? After every time you came to my rescue … you were ALWAYS there, Lia!! How can you expect me not to grieve? But I have to move on, and I NEED YOU to do that, Lia!” But Dahlia isn’t prepared for this turn of events.

“Sam, I ..,” tears flowing heavily, “I can’t. There are things I have d- …” Sam interrupts here with a heated kiss that draws her from the ground resting only on her tiptoes … a kiss that draws every ounce of desire … that forces her to acknowledge … her love …

When he releases her, she whispers, “Love you, too…” Momentarily stunned, she allows him to kiss her more fervently, backing her against the wall … His hand groping her meaty core, his tongue racing against her neck, against her shoulder, until he swiftly drops to her center to kiss what has drawn him to her fully.

The inhale at his touch floods her with an adrenaline that she can’t resist. She wants him … She needs him … She craves him … “Yesss, Sam,” is the delicate whisper that escapes her lips as she bites down, letting the rush consume her…

“NO!”

She pushes Sam away, but he is not giving in… He holds her firmly, pulling her into his tongue thrusts … into his finger strokes … into his teething graze of her core … He growls his hunger loudly, letting her know he has seized his prey and won’t give without her trembling release …

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His animalistic nature returns… his former self coming along with it … She has become his tether to reality… Her reluctance only fuels him more.

He pulls her to the floor, laying his weight upon her as he grinds against her, “Tell me you DON’T want me Lia… TELL ME !!!,” he demands with firmness… “You CAN’T !!,” are the last words spoken as he tears away her clothing … tears away her control … devouring her moans with his aggressive kisses, sliding her thong to the side and thrusting his hardened length into her … loving her with a roughness as if punishing her for ever thinking of walking away from him …

Tonight, he will stake his claim on her heart … he will offer all of himself with each thrust, building into a powerful hammering that leaves them both convulsing with release …

As Sam lays atop her frame, she lays silently tears flowing uncontrollably … How can she love this man … after the things he’d caused her to endure … the personality changes, the … the … all thoughts end as he lifts to kiss her again … Oh damn, I can’t resist … round two is always better than the first … and with that, she is sucked in again … this time, she gives her all … because this time … this time has to be her last … but how?

“Dammit, Sam…,” is the last of her thoughts as his sex takes hold of her soul.

After he had fully put his mark of ownership on Dahlia’s body, after she’d clawed her last orgasm on his back … he lifted her like a weightless doll, and carried her to the bed, so spoon the night away with her in his loving hold…

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Morning comes, and Sam kisses her, “Good morning, Lia. Do you forgive me for last night??” She stares into his eyes, the biggest smile of pleasure shown on her face, “Mmmhmm, forgiven.”

“Good, cause you know I never miss breakfast.”

“But, I’m sore, Sam …”

He places a finger over her lips … “I’ve got you, Lia.”

And with that, she convinces herself that this will be the final time…

“Damn, girl … I love you! You’re so damned sexy,” he growls, before giving her the most sensual and gentle love making she’s ever experienced … She now knew that he’d truly committed himself to her.

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Freddy Jackson’s “Tasty Love” is the song he belts from the shower … Dahlia can’t help but smile … “Damn, I LOVE HIM…” But the smile quickly fades as she sees the notification on Sam’s phone over on the nightstand.

“Sam, we need to talk, NOW !!!” {sender T.B.O.P .eggplant kitty emojis…}

She gets a clench in her chest … TBOP, TBOP … until she understands the acronym to be The Boys of Princeton… And just like that, her horrors flood back to mind, reaching an anxiety level beyond control. She can’t keep hold of her sanity …

She looks towards the direction of the shower, but Sam is still in his feelings, now belting lyrics to “Just a Touch Away” by Freddie Jackson. Water drops in heavy sounds, signifying that he is still mid cleanse … “LOVE IS JUST, JUST A SIMPLE TOUCH …,” are the words he’s crooning out.

She darts for her outer clothing strewn near the door … not taking the time to fully dress … noting that Sam had literally torn her clothes off of her, she looks around frantically … As she spots his suit shirt, she hurriedly takes, grabbing her clutch and shoes…

Rushing as fast as she can, buttoning the last button, she reaches for the door handle … “I owe him a goodbye at least …”

Knowing that she can’t leave if he is face to face, she scribbles a quick note … “I love you, but I can’t do this Sam.” Sealed with a lip imprint, a final kiss of crimson, she drops the note near his phone, and slips out of his life … Her plan… never look back …

Sam emerges into the bedroom, backside winding in a nasty grind … his playful side of love … only to spin around to an empty room… “Lia?”

“Hmm, morning game play, huh? Okay, okay… Let me just check the time, see if I can make this happen for her…,” his happy thoughts searching for today’s game … until he reaches for his phone, hearing the notification … “What’s this, she’s such a tease … OH !?!”

Disappointment immediately settles in, but the notification comes again …

“Dalton, we need to get together … You owe us still,” is the last of the messages received. Scrolling further, he then reads the messages all of the way through angrily … His eyes flitting between his phone and Lia’s note …

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harleybeaumont · 3 years ago

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Updated Tag List

Here is my updated tag list. (from when I asked over a month ago.. oops)

If I missed anyone, please let me know. 🥰

⭐️⭐️⭐️ And while I have your attention... I know I am sooooo behind on reading/reblogging everyone’s fics and responding to your comments or reblogs on my fics. I promise it’s not on purpose! Life has been A LOT lately and I’ve had some personal stuff going on that’s keeping me from reading and writing as much as I’d like to. I just can’t seem to get in the right head space with everything going on. (not trying to get pity! lol) But I promise I’m going to write as often as I can to continue my series. I so appreciate everyone who takes the time to read my fics and those who comment/reblog. It really makes my day 💕

Perma Tags :

@queen-arabella-of-cordonia @angelasscribbles @xpandass420x @tessa-liam @nestledonthaveone @yolandawalker @lovingchoices14 @queenmiarys @txemrn @twinkleallnight @differenttyphoonwerewolf @persephone13 @3pawandme @phoenixrising308 @peonierose @bebepac

Love Me The Way I Am:

@princessleac1 @queenrileyrose @honey358luv @yourfavaquarius111 @officiallyunofficialperson

The Other Nevrakis:

@ao719 @kingliam2019 @cathx91 @karahalloway @walkerdrakewalker @kat-tia801 @marshmallowsandfire @yourfavaquarius111 @lunaseasblog @belencha77 @iaminlovewithtrr @malblk21 @busywoman

Unintentional:

@kingliam2019 @cordonianprincess @burnsoslow @walkerdrakewalker @tinkie1973 @yourfavaquarius111 @riseandshinelittleblossom @twinkle-320

Cordonian Ghost Hunters:

@21-wishes @walkerdrakewalker @malblk21 @busywoman @shannonwrote

Any Drake x MC:

@karahalloway @princessleac1

#new tag list

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txemrn · 3 years ago

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To my fellow Robin stans:

Spoilers...

First, Sam compliments him... and then... 🥲🥲🥲 he's so shocked and happy! How friggin presh was this?

Can I throw my arms around him and kiss him and tell him how proud of him I am? Please? 🥰🥰🥰

@luxurylives @shannonwrote

#choices tna 3 #the nanny affair #the nanny affair 3 #choices the nanny affair #choices the nanny affair book 3 #sam dalton #robin flores #team robin

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chemist-ana · 4 years ago

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Wicked Game: Meet My MC (OC)

A/N. You guys I am super excited to be announcing my brand new series which I will be posting later this week... called Wicked Game. I have had this idea dying to get out of my brain for weeks now, seriously its all I think and dream about. Imagine TNA but in a Mafia setting. Its going to be dark, it's going to be angsty, filled with twists and turns and yes, all the goodness of a mafia story. The Dalton name is an Irish name, so hello, Sam Dalton is an Irish Mobster... and this is Niamh, the not-so-innocent orphan. More about my main girl below the cut. Stay tuned for more...

Full Name: Niamh Grace Kenney (name pronounced: Neev)

Nicknames: Lass (Hugh), little bird, my darling, my love, my heart, (all in Gaelic-Sam)

Face Claim: Pony Wave (Music Artist/Tattoo Artist)

Age/Birthday: August 12, 1997, 24 years old in series, and a Leo through and through.

Height: 5’ 4”

Hair/Eye color: Silver shoulder-length hair, brown eyes

Love Interest: Sam Dalton

Hometown: Hell’s Kitchen, New York, New York (Hell’s Kitchen is a neighborhood in Manhattan notorious for its Irish Mob history)

Education: High School Diploma

Occupation: Bartender at The Irish Exit

Family: Declan and Aiofe (Ee-fa) Kenney (parents) Hugh O’Donnelly (guardian)

Friends: Jenny, Cassian Keane (also mild LI)

Background: Her parents were killed at a young age, as the story unfolds we will learn more about why and how. She was raised by Hugh O’Donnelly who became her guardian when she was young and made sure she went to school until she graduated high school, even though she hated it. Was raised in Hell’s Kitchen New York, which is a neighborhood in Manhattan. She has been helping Hugh at his bar The Irish Exit since she was very young. The Irish Exit is a dive bar known to cater to the criminal underworld of New York, the patrons are some of the biggest criminals in New York, in turn, she has tough skin and is very quick-witted. She grew up poor, has never left New York.

Personality Traits: She is fierce, loyal, fearless, adventurous, and a spontaneous risk-taker, sometimes it gets her in trouble, but she is smart enough to solve whatever problems she faces. When she is down, she knows how to get herself back up again. She is dramatic and an excellent storyteller. She doesn’t like taking orders from anyone, and butts head with authority. She is stubborn and is not good at compromising. She is ultra-competitive and a jealous woman by nature. She is hardworking, persistent, and strong.

Random Facts: Can understand Russian, and a few Irish Gaelic words because of Cassian and Hugh who both speak Gaelic. Her mom spoke to her in Russian when she was young, so she understands Russian. She loves to draw and paint and knows how to play the piano, She is covered in tattoos that will be revealed throughout the story. Her original dream was to take over The Irish Exit from Hugh. Is good with a knife- so she can defend herself.

Meet my MC template by the fabulous @jamespotterthefirst

Tagging my perma list plus some of my TNA peeps because I am super excited about this new series. As always if you want on or off just comment or message me!

@jerzwriter @kachrisberry @kat-tia801 @khoicesbyk @lady-calypso @mainstreetreader @melalicious8383 @nestledonthaveone @pixie88 @secretaryunpaid @shewillreadyou @sfb123 @shannonwrote @somersetmummy @thefrenchiemama @txemrn

#the nanny affair #meet my mc #wicked game

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khoicesbyk · 3 years ago

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Heyyyyy it must be Sunday!

And Al and I are back! 😁

So let's kick off another Six Sentence:

Hi everybody! I know. I've been extra super quiet. And the reason is: I burned myself out. I got to a point where writing was no longer fun and just didn't want to do it anymore. At the same time, I missed writing. Its a therapy for me. It's a way for me to be creative. For me to explore the mass void I know as my mind. So this is me slowly testing myself in terms of writing again.

This Six Sentence Sunday is a piece that is birthday gift to myself by myself. It's called Heavy Is The Head. It centers around my King and how he feels about the Via Imperii, ruling and his life in general. Whether or not this winds up being just a one-shot or an actual series I haven’t decided yet.

Here's a snippet!

See below:

Marquise, Ozzie, and the boys soon finish their run just as the sun begins to come up over the palace.

“Well, that was fun!”

“Dude you’re a sadist!” Drake quipped.

“No, my wife is a sadist. I'm an innocent angel, who just happens to enjoy torturing you lot.”

The three men groan.

“I'm starting to regret my abdication.”

“Ugh! Everything hurtsssssss!” Maxwell complained as he laid out in the grass.

“Oh stop your whining! Be like Ozzie. Stoic!”

He smirks as his friends and brother narrow their eyes at him.

“You're lucky we can't touch you because you’re the King!” Drake sneered.

“I don’t know, I think I might have to pull out my older brother card. That trumps his King card.”

Marquise rolled his eyes at Leo.

Tag List: @shannonsaid @shannonwrote @shewillreadyou @bebepac @secretaryunpaid @chemist-ana @pixie88 @lucy-268 @lucy268-mod @choicesficwriterscreations

Happy Sneak Peeking! 😘😍

#khoicesbyk #choices #choices stories you play #pixelberry #choices fanfiction #fanfic #k’s six sentence sunday #cfwc sunday six #six sentence sunday

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sfb123 · 4 years ago

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Guys, I did a thing…

@txemrn hit me up yesterday with an idea for a video, that she asked me to help her make. As usual with her, the conversation kept going, and now she’s awakened something in me.

This is not the video we discussed, it was just supposed to be my mess around practice thing, but it’s kind of hilarious, so I decided to share. More to come.

(Sound ON 🔊)

Tagging some of my TNA ladies. If I missed you, I am so so sorry, I don’t do a lot of TNA content, so I don’t have a masterlist for it. @txemrn, if you see anyone I missed (you know, because you’re like my grandmother in that you seem to know everyone everywhere) please tag them for me?

@kat-tia801 @chemist-ana @thefrenchiemama @khoicesbyk @aussieez @secretaryunpaid @pixie88 @shewillreadyou @somersetmummy @shannonwrote @lucy-268 @jerzwriter

#tna #choices tna #tna sam #the nanny affair #choices the nanny affair #tna paolo #rip #in memoriam #play choices #choices mc #choices stories you play #choices sam dalton #pixelberry

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thenannyaffair-fanfics · 4 years ago

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TNA Crossover

TNA x Bloodbound

🍋 Smut | 📚Series | ☁️Fluff | 🎭 Angst | ⚠️ Language or Other Warning

Arbitrium @shannonwrote 📚🎭

Olivia makes a choice. And these are the results.

The Senator @khoicesbyk 🍋📚🎭⚠️

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secretaryunpaid · 4 years ago

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Collateral Beauty... Final Goodbyes

(crossover between TNA and TRR)

Rating: General

Word Count: approx 1,235

Warnings/Triggers: Death, confusion, sadness, anxiety/nervousness

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Vivian arrives on scene, and immediately falls into despair. Robin appears beside her, bracing her before she fully collapses. The amount of damage before her eyes causes her desperate search for anyone that would be in high enough rank to give her the immediate condition of her son.

Being in a much calmer state, not really sure of why she has had him meet her at this location, Robin asks the necessary questions that Vivian is unable to due to her frantic state. When he learns that it is Alina’s body that they are trying to retrieve from the wreckage, he almost loses his own composure.

The Coroner approaches them, seeing that the officer is failing to properly assist with their questioning. She explains that Sam is in an ambulance for observation. Vivian asks if she can see him, and is led over by nervous Robin.

“Where is dad, mom?” She ignores his question, as the answer is the same as it always is, and she knows that Robin is already aware that he couldn’t pull himself from the office. Understanding the severity of the situation as they reach the back of the ambulance.

Sam had gone into shock and they were attempting to calm him down when he collapsed. The paramedic constantly calls Sam’s name, in hopes of arousing him, and checks his vitals. Sam manages to come to consciousness before Vivian is allowed access to the ambulance.

He requested to leave the ambulance, which they were reluctant to allow, but it was his right. When they hear banging on the doors, the EMT opens it thinking maybe the police have more questions for Sam.

To his surprise, Robin appears. “What’s going on ... Robin..? Why am I in this ambulance?” Robin asks the paramedic if it is safe for them to take Sam with them, and he agrees, but strongly suggests follow up care.

They make their way over to Vivian’s car, Sam and Robin taking the back seat. As Robin explains the parts that he knows, Sam slowly comes to full realization, still unable to believe what has happened. His mind chooses denial as its self protective mechanism. His mom sits in the front seat, silently grieving for their loss and her son’s mentality, tears flowing uncontrollably. She realizes that not only have the twins lost their mother, but their father to some extent. He won’t be in any condition to care for them now for certain.

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It is clear that Sam has been drinking, and should never be behind the wheel. Robin exits the vehicle to ask the investigating officer if it is safe to leave the scene with Sam, explaining his devastation and need to leave this area for his sanity. Taking contact information, he returns to the car.

“I need your keys, mom will drive you and I will follow close behind in your car. You’re in no condition to drive, Sammy. The officer has cleared us to leave, but mom, are you sure you are okay to drive. I think it’s best if we go to your place mom. He can’t be alone.”

Vivian composes herself, but constantly checks her rear view mirror, taking in her son’s broken state, her heart crumbling more with each look. She also sees the headlights of Sam’s vehicle, assuring her that Robin is close behind.

Now having images of the night’s events flash through his mind, he slowly begins to unravel. His torment taking hold of his every fiber of being, he folds to a fetal position, crying out for Alina as it he can stop time in his vision, reversing the permanent damage of his every action, his every failure, his every moment spent apart from the only person who had seen him fully and reciprocated his love in a way he thought would never be possible.

Vivian accelerates to an almost unsafe speed, hazards flashing. She can’t bear the thought of not being able to console her broken son. She needs to get him into the safety of her home. She places a call for the doctor to meet her with a sedative, knowing he won’t survive the night without it...

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Madeline knocks insistently on the doors to King Liam’s private study, where he has asked to be left undisturbed. Ignoring the lack of acknowledgement to her apparent “urgent need”, she enters with a light whisper, “Liam..., I have something here that commands that I disregard your request to be left to your solace.”

Growling with profuse anger, he half turns in address to her presence, “WHAT COULD POSSIBLY BE SO URGENT AS TO DISREGARD MY REQUEST ?!!!!?”

Trembling, Madeline moves forward to greet this sorrowful King. “Humbly speaking, you have received a correspondence that requires your immediate action...” Liam turns fully to allow Madeline to feel the searing anger he is currently feeling, having absolutely nothing to do with this disturbance.

Uncrossing his legs and leaning forward on the edge of his desk from the massive chair that once belonged to King Father Constantine Rhys, his muscular frame holding the most intimidating posture, he pounds his fist hard on the top of the oak desk from the Louis XV period, not having any respect for its historic value. His mind wracked with pressing matters of the Crown, second to that of his fraught Queen.

“Madeline, if this is not as important as you say, on my mother’s honor, I will bring wrath upon you so fier…”

“HIS MAJESTY !!!,” she impresses, and then quickly composes for a more respectful tone. “Please… I would not impose otherwise,” she states with a stern look of sincerity prior to dropping her head, unable to endure the brokenness of the once solemn monarch. She offers the correspondence, which he snatches from her delicate hands with haste.

“This could be the solution to what we all have been praying for…” she timidly offers.

“FETCH BERTRAM AND BASTIEN IMMEDIATELY !!!!”

As Madeline scurries from the room, Liam places a call… “Brother, I need you. How soon can you arrive?”

---------------- Urgent Official Correspondence --------------

From the U.S. Embassy: (official seal)

Cordonian Courier Express

From the Offices of

BerkmanBottger Newman & Schein, LLP

521 5TH Ave, New York, NY 10175

King Rhys, His Majesty,

On Behalf of our client, Mrs. Alina Russo-Dalton, we regretfully write to you as part of the finalization of the Estate & Property of said client.

Please accept our humblest apologies if this correspondence has reached you prior to being informed of her demise. Our office sends its warmest condolences and empathy to the family and friends of our client. It was her wish that this be executed immediately without fail.

Your attention is promptly required as a named benefactor in her petition for the probate of her Last Will and Testament. Please contact our offices at your earliest convenience @ (212) 867-9123.

His Majesty, this is a highly time sensitive matter. We cannot stress its importance enough.

Please see the enclosed letter and sealed artifact and official amended documents requested to be presented to you along with the correspondence for your prompt handling.

We look forward to hearing from your court, or His Majesty, at your urgency for immediate response.

Sincerest Regards,

BerkmanBottger Newman & Schein, LLP

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