Ben And Mal Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He then asks Jack. “Well, you see. You were her husband but I am her brother. Meet Mallory Bastien Hilston.” “I really am Mallory? Not Malia? And I am married? Why the hell did you keep this from me?!” Mal angrily shouts and walked out of the room and locked herself inside her room. Ben followed her and kept on knocking the door. “Mal, please. We only wanted what’s best for you. We didn’t want you to remember that horrible past. When you technically died, Jack was devastated to receive the news, it was a miracle you survive. We only did what we thought was best for you.” Ben kept explaining.

“I didn’t see you there.” Malvika clenched her jaw. “Where are you coming from?” she asked, gritting her teeth. Jenny shrugged. “A date. Why? Is anything wrong?” “You slept with Jayden, didn’t you?” Malvika spat out angrily. Her eyes bulged out of her socket and her face was becoming red. Her breathing was turning into pants as she stared at Jenny’s smug face. Jenny shrugged. “Well, we went on a date last night and we ended up going to his house. Did you know,” her voice dropped to a whisper, “that Jayden is a beast in bed?” Her lips broke into another smug smile.

“You really think Daemon isn’t mixing business with pleasure? Have you seen the way he looks at Penelope?” I narrowed my eyes. “That’s not the same, Malia. He’s the Alpha. He can do whatever the hell he wants. That’s his business.” She rolled her eyes and leaned down again, her lips brushing mine. “And you’re the Beta, baby. If he can, then you can too.” I exhaled, trying to steady myself. “I said no.” I moved to sit up, reaching for my shirt where it had landed on the chair. I slipped one arm through it before she reached out and stopped me, her hand pressing against my chest.

Ben says before his eyes went back to the screen, he had a look of seriousness as he did what he was doing which was to calculate the amount of money they earned each day and give account of it to the Manager "Your shift will be ending soon, when's your boyfriend coming?" Mia asks Ben, Yeah Ben was Gay, he likes Men, he only saw Mia as a little sister since he was 2 years older "Shane said he's gonna come pick me up by 5-ish" Ben says, his eyes not wavering from the Computer Mia nods her head looking extremely bored < > Carl eyes were focused on his laptop when someone barges in, he didn't bother to look up since he already knew who Barged In, the only person who could talk to him without fe

He always said that one day, we would have our ceremony and become true mates. It turned out he was lying from the very beginning. He wasn't a Beta; he was an Alpha. He wasn't coming back to claim me; he was already sharing his throne. I curled up on the floor, crying until my throat was raw, until my whole body shook with spasms. In the portrait on the wall, Declan gazed at Celeste with a look of pure, adoring love. The same look he once gave me when he said: “Aria, in my heart, nothing is more important than you.”

called Loui hesitantly. "Touch me if you really want to, Loui." said Malia. And so, in the next second, even with the slightest lingering hesitation, he nipped Malia's ripe valve. Tilting his head left and right as Malia returned her smack. Both of them also spilled longing, and each other's feelings for each soft bite were getting hotter and longer.

I lunged for his lips again, my touches rough—I didn’t even recognize myself. "Move your lips, Maël: “I slept with Belinda.” Say it!" He shoved my hand away and released my other wrist like it burned him. "Be careful what you do, Delu." His voice was a low growl, but I wasn’t afraid. "You should’ve told me from the beginning. Right there, back at your father’s house, before you and I—" I snarled! The force of it made me turn away, start pacing, then whirl back to him—raising my hand to his cheek to yank his face toward me!

Theo gulped the bitter drink and Lionel joined him. On the other side of the large hall, Natalie entered the club and went straight to the last rooms where she was sure she will find Malcolm. Malcolm was 28, gay, and insanely handsome. He was a control freak and could be found at “Control” whenever he was not answering his calls. Natalie slammed the door open and found Malcolm getting his dick sucked by his partner, Benjie. Benjie was a painter and the three of them had a relationship where they didn’t mind whether any of the three disturbed each other when there was an emergency.

“So, uh… since Mael’s gone, should we place bets on how long Ben will sulk over this?” Hans hummed. “I give it two hours.” “Three,” I added. Ben shot all of us a glare before sighing dramatically. “You people are the worst.” Harley chuckled, pressing another kiss to Johanis’ forehead. “No, dear. We just happen to be Johanis’ favorites.” And as my mate sighed, Rio laughed, and Ben tried to plot his inevitable revenge, I smiled, holding onto the warmth of this moment. Yes, Mael was gone.

I was making it harder for myself, and I needed to remember I was here for a short time. I rolled over so I was facing away from Carson. I felt sparks on my arm, as Carson spoke, “I believe you can be anything you set your mind to, Marly Bent.”. I felt a smile grow over my face. Was it possible? Could I be anything I wanted? Because right now, it felt like what I really wanted was to be his Luna.