Bl Fanfiction Novels & Stories

A/N :- The 'Flames of Obsessiveness second series' consists of 10 books, including three stand-alone novels. You can explore my profile for the three Stand-Alone books from the second series. This second series continues the stories of the children of the Kashyap, Grey, Miller, Rathore, and Khanna from the 'Waves of Possessiveness first series'. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ •Book 1) His BLIND REVENGE Tropes :-

"Is she one of your fans?" Blaze was silent, as if in thought, then he shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know... She's not too aggressive like the others...but I once caught her writing a love letter for me." I shook my head, why is it so hard…. Wherever I go… all girls are Blaze's fans. His figure is greatly admired by these pack women. "Are you jealous, Laila?" He asked suddenly. We are continuing our steps towards the house where we are staying temporarily.

Horribly and gut-wrenchingly wrong. I blinked rapidly as I stared at the sight in front of me. I forced back my tears and held down the lump in my throat as I forced a smile on my face and took their order. The blonde beside Alaric slid her hand onto his thigh as she leaned over to whisper something in his ear. I bit my cheek as I sucked a breath in through my nose. He smirked, rearranging the hat atop his head as he whispered something back to her. Her cheeks turned red, and I could only imagine what dirty remark he had told her. Were they the same words he had told me in bed last night?

Ruin “Spent years blind, only for my fiance to blind me again,” I can’t help but chuckle at Chloe Jane’s words as I lead her into the forest behind the pack house. She’s been complaining about the blindfold for the last few minutes, but I want her to have the full effect of the gift I’ve been working on since she’s been gone. “Oh, aren't we overdramatic. Do Fates have zero patience or something? Hold your horses, we’re almost there, dove,” I say as we walk, only for her to pout more.

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.

And then a voice whispered—not aloud, not in the air, but in their minds. The seed is planted. Water it with fear. Gloria’s hands trembled. Just once. Patricia didn’t blink. Elara smiled like someone who’d already seen the ending. Then the chamber fell still. The flames died. The seed of their plan—and something far darker—had begun to bloom.

I’m combining all the books of this series in one. So going to change the tittle from ‘Forbidden Flames: My Best Friend’ to ‘Forbidden Flames: Steamy Series’ of this book. Forbidden Flames: My Stepbrother Stella I was a broken soul, and I never thought that I would be healed by my stepbrother. Alex My stepsister, whom I thought would hate her, but she became the one and only person whom I desire deeply. *** "No. Flower, you're not ugly. If you could see yourself through my eyes, you'd understand how beautiful and desirable you are." I hold her face in my hands again, pulling her closer.

I said before that I am afraid to left alone. I can finally call it ‘love’. But I still have this doubts and ‘what if’s’ I went back to my condo to rest. I got the information I want and I also got an unwanted feelings. Shit this getting me nervous. I hope I can trust Oliver. I hope he will never leave me. I went to my living where there are piles of unfinished works of mine. I am currently working on a BL book, and it’s entitled “The flower will bloom in winter”. You know the common content of a BL book. It’s only a short one.

“Leave it, Willow.” “No. I think you need to hear this. While you’re turning into a smelly crazy man, she’s off dancing under a spotlight somewhere. Can’t you see the imbalance? Can’t you see…” “It wasn’t Blaze’s fault, okay?” Fabien snapped, unable to listen to his sister rail at Blaze when he knew the truth.

Looking up at me from her upside-down position, Blanca's eyes met mine. I refrained from smiling amidst the pandemonium, but there was no denying that Blanca always managed to make life interesting. Out of all the Johnson kids, she and I had a special bond. On my twenty-fifth birthday, she had written an Avengers fanfiction where Bucky Barnes and Captain America were more than just friends. It had been entertaining as hell. "Blanca, are you ready to go?" I asked her, trying to maintain a composed demeanor in the midst of the chaos.