Angst Fanfic Novels & Stories

She moaned "already wet" he chuckled and withdraw his fingers from her panties "What just happened?? " Bluey asked no one in particular "Fuck! Fuck!!. You Motherfucker!! "She screamed and Angelo smirked "I hate you! "She retorted "The feeling is mutual "He replied and Bluey narrowed her eyes She groaned and rushed out. Angelo watched her leave the room He took a cigarette,he lightened it and started smoking. He groaned and threw it off the window "did I just do that "He thought and bite on his lower lip

A I passed the card to Damien and saw as his expression changed “Fucking son of a bitch” He raked his hair with his hands and i could see he was clearly frustrated, so was it *We can’t have a normal relationship without Angela creating chaos or secret Admirer buzzing up in our business I sat on the couch, burying my head over my hands Damien sat beside me, pulling me into his chest. We sat down there without speaking and just breathing I clung unto his waist and he stroked my hair What do we do concerning this Angela situation, what if she is actually pregnant, Damien would certainly have to get married to her and what would happen to me?

Author: ~~~ Angela is furious for two reasons. First, she can't believe that Cassian, this handsome devil, managed to outsmart her in her own game. Second, she is terrified by her own heart. She is supposed to hate him. She is supposed to feel nothing but disgust for him, especially after he had the audacity to deny ever touching Melinda. He is lying. She knows it. Because how else did Melinda have another child if he never touched her? It obviously wasn't an artificial insemination.

His reaction was immediate; one hand steadied me while the other began to unbutton my shirt. Panic surged through me, but his grip was firm. "Where do you think you're going, Yvette? I'm in this state because of you." His voice was low and close, his breath warm against my ear as he nibbled it gently. "Also, I'm an adult now."

Samson dropped his phone on the bar and tried to flag down a bartender, accidentially dragging his sleeve through a spill of beer. "Damn it!" he cursed. He was pissed. Pissed at everything and every little thing made him angry. Anger wasn't a good thing for him. It made him want to sink his teeth into someone's neck and feed until he couldn't breath anymore... But that would mean killing anyone he fed on. He could easily do that, as the place was filled with humans. Drunk, wasted humans. All he had to do was lure one of them outside. Hell, he was sure he wouldn't even have to do that as there would be some people outside already. Snatch, eat, erase... Easy peasy.

ANASTASIA "My Precious Gem. Come to me, my angel." His arms came spreading wide, waiting for my embrace. With the happiness within, I rushed into his arms and hugged him tightly. I felt so much better with him. "Don't be scared, my love. I'm still here." "But not forever," I said, feeling emotional. "Tonight I'll be mated to Alpha Damian. I'll be his Luna and move out of my home. That means I won't get to see you all the time. I... I don't like it."

I began, seething, as rage consumed me, but I was suddenly cut short, by a loud stinging smack on my cheek. "You would NOT use that tone with me, you worthless slut!" she shrieked, and my eyes widened, as I gaped at her. I could hardly process what she had done, as my ears were still ringing when I felt her mere inches in front of me. My hair was suddenly pulled backward, tugging it painfully from the root, as she forced me to stare into her eyes. "For your damned information. I am the only woman Angelo prioritizes. You are nothing but a cheap slut, he probably picked from the club or the gutters, and you should know your pl..."

he sneered, his words laced with a hint of dominance. My face twisted with hate and anger. I had no desire to be tamed; all I craved was his flesh. But it was clear he possessed superior strength and cunning. "Hahaha," I mocked, a bitter laugh escaping my lips. "Haaaaa!" I shifted, assuming a more aggressive form, my fangs bared, claws at the ready, and eyes blazing with fury. I lunged at him, aiming to strike, but he effortlessly blocked my attack with a hidden hand, countering with a powerful blow from his right hand.

he tells us, his gaze venturing from Greece to me, as well as back. I throw myself all the way in to lock him in with a big hug, and at the same time, my brain finishes handling what's happened, consequently posing a solitary investigation: how on earth has Angel , an alpha werewolf, recently experienced an assault ? asthma when the werewolf quality should have restored him from that infection from the time he