Basement Yard Fanfic Novels & Stories

The two kiddos run with their lives straight to the basement door! _______ KircheLeaf Arc 2: My Wife Is A Closet Yandere _______ ~ END of CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE ~

bed, fantasies blending into one endless loop of depravity. Down to the basement rec room they tumbled next, half-naked and insatiable, the air cooler down there with a faint musty scent from unpacked boxes. Stacey shoved Dean onto the old leather recliner they'd inherited from his parents taboo enough to spark their dirtiest shared dream.

“And there’s not a shower curtain in your bathroom anymore.” “Oh yeah.” The pleasant reminder set a dark fire burning in his loins. Jim stepped closer, nuzzling along her neck until he elicited a low moan and a pleasant shiver that made him want more. Beneath the trail dust, the faintest feminine musk lingered, soft and teasing, and sent a static jolt into his jeans, stirring his member. “There’s a shower in the basement. It’s small, but two people can use it. If they’re friendly.”

Pressed his hand against the stone. It opened. Darkness. Cold. Damp. "The tunnel leads to the basement." "Then we go." We walked into the tunnel. The wall closed behind us. The tunnel was long. Dark. Silent. Lily slept in my arms. Barnaby was tucked under her arm. Rex held my hand. "How much further?" "Almost there." We reached the end. A door. Wooden. Old. Rex pushed it open. The basement. Cold. Stone walls. Concrete floor.

reject Zachary." Dezra expressed her concern, reminding me of what I would go through if I proceed with my plans. Losing Dezra wasn't an option even though she fought me, she was still an important part of me that I never want to give up on, not for anyone. I didn't respond to my wolf as I walked aimlessly into my momma's garden. The smell of fresh flowers should be able to calm the raging storm in my head. I barely had the time to lay on my back to enjoy the beauty of the sky while I was surrounded by flowers when Basil appeared beside me. I was done looking for someone to understand me so I didn't say a word to him as he also lay on his back, looking at the sky together with me. "Beautifu

I firmed my grip on the handle as I jerked it open such that it almost came off it hinge. "Down to the basement!" A husky voice had ordered which makes our heart clenches. The basement is not a good place, someone might have commit a taboo and today, the person might end up in a body bag On getting to the basement, my gaze get locked with a beautiful lady whose icy eyes almost seems like mine. I stayed calm with my hands crossed to my chest with my gaze not breaking from her. She sighed sympathetically. A deafening walking step approaches from the top of the basement. The aura keeping the room heated as we tried not to look up."begin the sentence!" His hoarse voice filled the hall.

Basil groaned using his tail to slap angrily a rock that the impact made a dent on the rock. "What will I do without you". Alec smiled. "Shut up". Basil slapped Alec's tail with his. We came to halt at kale plants draping on a tunnel. "This is it". Basil sighed. "It's not yet too late for us to turn back". "No...". Alec said swimming into the tunnel with Basil having no option but to follow him in. "He is going to be the death of me". Basil sighed. The insides of the tunnel were creepy and dirty and it was filled with all sorts of sea life, the ugly ones that Alec never thought existed. It was his first time seeing them.

I couldn't help laughing out loud, and it was hard to believe that Alen had been made helpless by a grimace. "Ahem, Vivian, we listen to Alen." I studied Alen's awkward face and Vivian's happy eyes. The moon goddess sometimes makes jokes. If Vivian is Alen's mate, the personality gap between them is really big, and they still have a long way to go. The basement was like a huge crypt, with many branches in the winding corridors, each leading to a different path. Burning candles were placed at intersections. The occasional underground wind made the lights flicker and the underground road appeared half-dark.

She shouted tightening the hold on the knot of her bathrobe. " You are here baby girl. Oh God thank you so much! By the way, you are looking so----- "Just get the hell out of my room." She yelled again "Why should I go out of here, this is my room too." He said calmly. "What do you mean?" She asked, confused "WE ARE ROOMMATES, BABY GIRL." ********************* He is JAXON WILSON, the bad boy. . . She is SAMARA GRAY, the good girl.

~~KEANU~~ I made it to the elevator before the flimsy control I was holding on to could start cracking. By the time I reached the parking garage, I had gritted my teeth so hard I feared they would shatter. My dick was still hard enough to cut glass, throbbing with every step, and all I could think about was turning around, going back upstairs, and finishing what I'd started but deliberately left hanging. Burying myself inside her until she screamed my name.