18+ Fanfic Novels & Stories

Author's Note: Please be advised, this chapter contains some explicit sexual scenes. If you are not eighteen or older, please refrain from reading this chapter and skip to the next one. Hope you're enjoying my story. Just a heads up, few more chapters before it comes to an end. Still on debate whether there will be a sequel. Hope all is well, love you, take care, stay safe.😘🌸❤ ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

A/n: Jesus Christ. My head is so dirty but I can’t help it. Clarke is oozing with so much sensuality, warmth and slowly pulling me closer to a world of ..... Fudge it! Below are 18+ scene like really steamy so you have been warned. Enjoy the chapter. 🌚 Love, Diana ....

When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur. My mind flits back to how he found my diary that night. What would have happened if he never found out what was written in it? Would we be exactly as we were in the past, lusting for each other from afar? Not every attraction should be acted on. The next time I fantasize about someone I shouldn’t, I will remember this. _____

'A mission to protect? Really? Freaking doomed!’ -Drake Lucas Del Fiore- Note: This is a work of fiction. Characters and all are based on the author's imagination. All rights reserved, and soft copy is prohibited. Contains highly sensitive scenes and mature episodes. R18. Drake’s POV I groaned deeply as I nearly reached my climax. Her heavy breathing gave me the satisfaction of knowing she’s way beyond heaven. I pulled her closer and thrust deeper inside her. Her hands fisted on my back while I was doing the job.

“Oh god… fuck me, Mr. Collins… please! Give me your cock!” My fingers moved frantically, curling and thrusting while my thumb rubbed my swollen clit in tight circles. I was so close, moaning shamelessly now. “Yes… deeper… fuck your little virgin, Mr. Collins!” The bedroom door suddenly creaked open. Ria stood there in her tiny sleep shorts and tank top, arms crossed, an amused smirk on her lips as she watched me finger-fucking myself desperately. “Wow. Screaming my dad’s name while you finger your tight little pussy? That’s next-level thirsty, Maya.”

“That’s what you do to me. Every time I see you, every time I remember each time you turned me down. I’m soaked right now, uncle Cain. Just from standing here.” I grabbed her wrist, harder this time. “You’re my bestfriend’s daughter.” “I’m twenty one today.” She pressed her body against mine, her nipples dragging across my shirt. “Legal. Wet and still waiting for you to stop being a gentleman.” My control was breaking piece by piece. Every filthy fantasy I had buried came pouring back; her on her knees, her riding and begging me while I filled her up. But Spencer was up there, probably half asleep waiting for me. My best friend.

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[Writers Note] This is an 18+ Story with various elements of adult content and violence, scenes of detailed erotica and so forth. More elements may be added in the future as well.

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER DEPICTS A GxG SCENE. IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THIS, KINDLY SAVE YOUR COMMENTS AND WAIT FOR THE NEXT STORY. IF LGBTQ IS YOUR THING, THAN I HOPE YOU ENJOY. Btw- I have never written a same sex scene, so bare with me. Hope you enjoy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The story of Cassidy and Noelle I was on my bed, holding my pillow tight, crying for the billionth time. Skylar and I had just broken up. He was my boyfriend for the past five years. I had high hopes that he was going to marry me one day.

But she also knew that Daniel would never be able to turn his back on her. She is eighteen and old enough. No matter what happens she knows her boyfriend will not abandon her because he loves her very much and she can actually feel that. Ara was not sure if what she said was the reason for Daniel to be more aggressive in the way he kissed her. But just as she said and asked the young man, he gave her what she was asking for in such a way that she no longer knew how to respond to what he was doing to her because of his growing rage.