1d Imagines Novels & Stories

Stephen’s facial expression becomes sullen, he looks like a kid who had his candy stolen from him, literally! So, since I don’t want to be the bearer of residual feeling I hurriedly lock my locker then try to flee from him, but he stops me as he stands up, positioning his 6.3 feet tall body that clearly shout out *I go to the gym every fucking day* in front of me like a fucking wall.

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

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John grew nervous about his newly found position. As John's stress mounted, his lynx intervened, flooding his mind with vivid images. He envisioned himself licking down every inch of his mate's body; the details were so vivid it felt like reality. His imagination took him further, showing him wrapping his mouth around Darius's giant cock, the sensation so intense he could almost feel it. John gulped, overwhelmed by the flood of desire and arousal, unable to resist the primal urges coursing through him. Darius suddenly pushed forward, their hard cocks rubbing against each other. Unbeknownst to John, his lynx had just pushed the same images into his mate's head, spiking the Alpha's own desire.

) Dantzler: "Context please?? Who are you talking to?" Xanne: "My imaginary friend, don't worry about it. You'd probably think she's pretty sexy considering her choice of outfit!" Dantzler: (Looking confused for a second he just shrugs it off and begins looking for supplies in the area. Once gathered, he starts packing the cargo as quickly as he can in the center of the room.)

Dexter's voice greets calmly as he walked close enough for me to see his face clearly but the person with him still refused to move. "I guess it's time for you to finally decide my fate." I stutter a reply nervously, watching as the shadow behind him slowly walks closer to where I sat. "I won't be doing that, he will." Dexter replied with an arrogant smirk plastered on his face. "It's nice to meet you lady. I'm Damion, the Alpha of the pack you trespassed." He introduces, eventually moving close enough to me and the minute both our eyes met, my heart stopped. "MATE!" We both whisper quietly with wide eyes.

Ah, I'm used to calling him that. Aryo. Similar words of invitation as I started to tie his hands together on the bars of the headboard and started to wet his backside with saliva. His muscles would tighten with all the sensation, hard, forming sensual chunks that sent ridiculous shivers down the tip of mine. Just imagining it, I wanted to pull Aryo to the car and hollow out his ass with maximum force. The twitching..., the suffocating sensation down there, including my success in getting him to shoot air multiple times.

"I'll go to the restroom for a moment." Candice calmed down in the restroom for quite some time before coming out. However, she still could not understand why Alex would act this way. Once she had calmed her emotions, she planned to go return and ask Alex. But as soon as she turned the corner, she saw a figure standing there, seemingly waiting for her. He was tall and slender, with slightly long black hair that subdued his sharpness, giving him a somewhat gentle appearance. It was Darius.

I was so chalked full of problems I should just end it all. My thoughts echoed in my head as my footsteps echoed through the empty street. The familiar fear started strangling my guts. It slowly moved up my spine until it was choking up my throat like I had swallowed a handful of marbles. I tried to ignore it, but my heart thrummed and the silence pressed in around me. It was coming. The thing that didn't exist, but somehow it was coming for me. I felt it just like the other times. This figment of my imagination had so much control over me that it felt real. I made it real. I spun. Damn, why did I do that?Looking always made it worse. I faced a smoking black wall of darkness billowing toward

Lucian heaved a deep sigh and turned to continue with what he was doing with what just happened at the back of his mind like it never did. Follow me on I*******m @goodnessshadrach, would love to see you there :)