Best Larry Stylinson Fanfiction Novels & Stories

" My door became a notice board, covered with different hate speech no thanks to his swarm of robots. I was even thinking of moving into one of the guest rooms when Ryan ran out naked from the bathroom with a red eye. His water supply was hacked leaving only the heater working. We both don't need anyone to tell us who is responsible for this, but I must say he did a great job. When I got to the door I stopped remembering her warning glare. I can't afford to irritate her more than I've already done. I was pacing around suckling on my bottom lip when I saw Larry exit the door with a smug expression. " What happened?Where is she?." I asked looking behind him, but he was alone, " tsk tsk tsk, ju

“Larry, relax, lean your head backward. I got something to tell you.” “Yes, boss.” Joshua then shows Larry the recording. Larry becomes angry and insists, “they must be buried alive.” “No,” says Joshua, “we will give them a taste of their own medicine.” “We can’t boss because Johnathan is dating Tiffany. If you are giving them a taste of their own medicine, that would include your sister.” “You're right, Larry. “ Larry draws a line and sniffs it, “boss. I am sorry for everything. I see you as a younger brother."

", Larry replied with pride. That was the last straw! Lydia got up and ran to the stairs to lock herself in the room. "Are you happy now?" Mr. Larson asked Larry. "I won't be happy until she's out of here. Can't you see that this is a trick? Just when I'm not home, she plays you the part where she's a kind of damsel in distress?" "Stop looking for the little beast where there isn't one, son! Or don't tell me you're jealous ?!"

His tongue traced her collarbone, sending shivers down her spine, and his hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve, claiming her as his. "You're so wet, Lily... so fucking wet for me," he murmured, his voice filled with satisfaction. "I love hearing you beg... it makes me so hard." Lily's body trembled, her orgasm building to an unbearable peak. "I... I can't hold it anymore... Larry, please..." Just as she was about to climax, Larry suddenly withdrew, leaving her gasping and desperate. He held her gaze, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Not yet, my naughty girl. We don't want to make a mess in here, do we?"

Originally Larry was thinking of going to the female boss, after all, one more woman willing to sleep with him was also a good thing. However, after hearing Dayanara's words, he became apprehensive and feared that, after having intercourse with her, she would have his diek cut off. Larry then took off Dayanara's clothes and had a good battle with her on that bed. Dayanara looked like she was enjoying herself. But Larry, on the other hand, was distracted and not too passionate the whole time.

He was gone—because Larry made sure of it. He couldn’t allow someone like Ryan to stay near the girl he liked. Because deep down, he knew that if Ryan had stayed, Aria would’ve never picked him. So Larry stole everything—Ryan’s awards, his childhood sweetheart, even his closest friends. Anything Ryan had, he wanted to take. And now… was Ryan here for payback? Larry started to panic. “What are you trying to do?” he asked, his voice shaking now. Ryan looked at him without blinking. “Transfer the compensation to Aria as soon as possible. Or the headlines are only going to get worse.”

Larry pinned his lips together, losing Tessa was like his life also stopped, he had nothing going on for him, and when President Daniel said, he would go everywhere with Lauren, he didn't budge. "Hey, are you alright?" Lauren asked. "Is nothing, I don't have a girlfriend," Lauren smirked. "It's the fact." "I didn't say otherwise." When he grabbed his phone, numerous messages from his investors, he closed his eyes, there was one particular one, he pushed his phone to Larry, he grabbed it after going through it, he looked at him. "You don't remember him?" He shakes his head, and Larry smiles. "Is Dylan, the one boy, you thought was after your Bonbon."

And, the nicest part that seemed unreal, still felt so much like a dream, was that no matter what we did in bed, outside the four corners of any room we used whether his or mine, we still remained enemies. It was as if a heavy weight had been lifted off my shoulders, allowing me to breathe more easily and for once I didn't even care about someone finding out. I didn't care about getting caught, in fact if anything I wanted to scream in Lola's face and tell her 'Bitch, your man moans my name!' I let out a low giggle as I imagined the scenario in my head and it was hilarious. Her blonde hair would just rise up and stand at the edge and her skin would turn red because anger would curse through

"Why would Lycan want to see you?" Fiona asked me, a frown etched on her features. I thought of saying the truth, but but I couldn't imagine what to do if they know I have something with lycan. If I told the truth, would they want to get involved with Lycan. Or could kill me if he found that I'd tainted his image. After all, no one would want to get involved with a slave, right? The strange man cut in, "Lycan is interested in miss Sheila after their meeting last night," He paused to raise one brow, his face cold and blank as he stared right at her, "do you have a problem with it?"

“Why would I do that? I’m pretty settled here.” “I know your business doesn’t exactly pay well,” I reply without hesitation as I wheel into the road. “But I’m willing to give you a good amount. Enough to make sure Juniper never has to see your face again.” Larry’s grin widens as he takes another puff from his cigarette. “Oh, I see. Protective boyfriend,” he says, and I glance at him. “I know you guys aren’t really married. Sally is a good friend,” he adds, and I do not reply to him.