Annabelle Gesson Fanfic Novels & Stories

*** Anne sat cross legged on Kelsey and Yvette’s floor while Jasmine painted her toenails dramatically bad. “Uhm… You’re doing rubbish on your feet,” Kelsey commented from the bed. “Trust the process, Kelsey.” Jasmine replied. Yvette sat at the desk drinking iced coffee while researching something on her laptop as usual. Anne had barely settled into the comfortable chaos before her phone rang. The caller ID immediately made her sit upright. Beau. Anne answered quickly. “Beau?” “Annelise!” Beau’s voice squealed through the speaker with so much excitement Anne had to pull the phone away briefly. “Oh my God finally.”

As I would later find out, she had left with her crush some minutes before I arrived, which was when I was still dealing with the villain of my story, Oliver. Annabelle’s eyes widened in shock after I narrated everything to her, then an angry look flashed across her face as she rose from the bed. “That boy is unavailable,” she remarked angrily. “What the hell?” She walked over to the window then she made a sudden turn and faced me. “Sex with you? Really? After everything that he's done, one miserable part of him is harboring the idea that you would want to have sex with him? Willingly or otherwise.”

“These are almost ready to go.” “Awesome,” Annabelle replied and scooted over to give Anaisse room to get in. The driver managed to peel his eyes off Anaisse’s spandex-covered backside long enough to nod and shut the door. Determined to change the subject, Annabelle put her wings down on the seat beside her, leaned back, and smiled at her sister. “Did you see the way the driver looked at us? I think he drooled.” “He drooled at you. He also totally checked out your butt when you got in the car.”

Never thought that I'd find someone that was made for me. My other half. And there she is. In all her glory, a white genuine smile on her face as she dances. Her maroon gown hugged her curves and swayed with each step, effortlessly enchanting every damn hungry wolf, half Angel, vampire and Fae that looks at her. But still oblivious to all the attention she's getting, Annabelle carelessly smiles at the Omega wolf at her side. His eyes are stuck on her, watching her, admiring her and I for some reason don't feel jealous. I don't feel the need to skin his furry ass for even looking at her the way I'm supposed to.

Annabelle answered casually, "it's just a kiss." "Just a kiss?" Parrot gnats. How can a squeeze in the chest be said to be just an ordinary thing ?, "You've crossed the bell." Gnats know very well that his best friend is used to kissing. Annabelle is a typical woman who is free. Coming from a family that had a broken home, he lacked attention and took free action as long as he liked. "Come on, I can't do any more than this," said Annabelle giving understanding. He was used to getting lectures on this sort of thing.

Richard growled, frowning. “I don’t need to,” Jordan said easily, eyes flicking toward Hazel, who was lounging between two male models — one massaging her shoulder, the other refilling her glass. “I know her limits.” Richard’s gaze snapped only to get shock. Annabelle, balancing herself on the edge of the couch to match the male model’s height, wobbled slightly, laughter spilling from her lips. “I… I could lift you like this any day!” she slurred to the model, swinging her arms dramatically. “And you’d never escape me!”

Alas, she was way out of his league! The other male friend refuted as well and refused to accept the truth that their goddess had fallen in love with someone. Gwen immediately said, “That is why I said that men are brutes who don’t understand women’s thoughts at all. It’s obvious that Annabelle has fallen in love with someone just by listening to the new song presented by her earlier. She can’t betray the sentiments in her gaze.” Demi agreed by nodding strenuously. Soon afterward, she said out of curiosity, “I wonder who Annabelle's lover is?”

Seeing that Julissa was about to drive, Annabelle quickly replied, "It's really not necessary, I had already given her the green light..." Julissa video called in shortly after, "Anna, was the teaching material I sent you so awesome? So, how do you feel?" How do you feel? Does it mean to say that her legs are still weak until now? Annabelle smiled helplessly and said, "You're so curious, you'll find out when you marry Liam." "Get to know in advance, so, is it the same as written in the novel?" "Well... it was okay." Annabelle didn't know that when she was video chatting with Julissa, Kendrick had already finished showering and walked out of the bathroom.

Her last words came out more as a gasp than actual words. “Ask, and you shall receive my love.” “Lucious, yes,” she managed, as his hand slipped under her dress. Lucious’s eyes darken at the scent of her as his nostrils filled with her aroma, and his hand slipped into between her legs to remove her soaked underwear. “So responsive and the clock hasn’t ticked over yet,” Lucious said, as he slipped them off. "Oh Goddess," Annabella whispered, her body trembling as Lucious's fingers traced featherlight patterns along her inner thigh. Her skin felt hypersensitive, every nerve ending alive with sensation as her wolf pushed closer to the surface than ever before.

Just like this fragile little dream I had let myself believe in. My phone rang again. Thaddeus. I sighed and picked up. “What do you want?” I snapped. His voice was smooth, amused. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Anabelle.” “I already told you, I don’t have any more information.” Thaddeus chuckled. “I might just tell Bruno about your secret little hotel date with Gerrard.” My stomach dropped. I sat up fast. No. No, no, no. “What?” My voice was barely above a whisper.