Novel & Cerita Cambrian Beckett Fanfiction

Demi Liam looks down at me with primal hunger in his eyes and I suck in a breath as soon as they shimmer to Gamma green. “Now… where was I?” he says, before leaning in close and snapping the last of my willpower away. The sounds of the forest around us seem to quieten down to a light din as soon as our lips meet, and now there’s nothing more that exists to me than Liam’s mouth tempting me. His lips are soft against mine and his light beard scrapes against the skin of my cheeks as he kisses me.

At least that’s how Milo described it. Ember is still talking while pushing her boobs up in her mini dress. Trying to flash me a little something in the process. I never realized how unattractive she is until I saw Amelia. Amelia is damn supermodel compared to Ember. I just can’t believe that is little Amelia Beckett, the girl who was too afraid to talk to me. Man she has grown into a gorgeous woman. I turn to watch her drop her stuff off on the porch before she followed Olivia to the campfire. Goddess her ass has this perfect swing.

I pounded my fist against the wood hard enough to rattle it. It didn’t take long before the door opened. Beatrice stood there, barefoot, wearing a silky robe and a smug little smirk that dropped the second she saw me. “Liam?” Her brows knit. “What the hell—” “Are you happy now?” I growled, stepping into her space. She stumbled back instinctively. “What?” “Are you happy now?” I repeated, my voice cracking this time. “Is this what you wanted? Because you won, Beatrice. She’s dead.”

Damien looked at how much resemblance they had. But she didn't look like his model ex-lover; no, no, to him she looked...like a rat!! I mean, how else would a raccoon see beautiful things??? Both mother and daughter are out on the road, both exploring their own dreams. Becca wanted to ask what was going on between Aella and Damien; she knew already, but she wanted to know how exactly Aella got into this situation. “How do you intend to make this dress? Do you have a sewing machine at Elena's?” Becca asked

35 werewolf years later. Third-party pov .... Becky had not too long ago arrived with her mom, Paige, and her father, Damian, at Alpha Jacob's pack for a mating ceremony when she heard her voice being yelled at from Orchid. Orchid was Alpha Peter's son. She smiled, greeting her best friend, but her focus was more on admiring the twins, Ethan and Aiden. She had a crush on them even though she would never tell anyone. After greeting her friend, Becky made her way to Ethan and Aiden's huge mansion, where they stayed, and she was doing exactly as the twins had told her.

By the time he finally pulled, I couldn't breathe properly, his lips were swollen, his eyes boring into that of mine like the beast he is, then a slow smirk curved his mouth. “Your voice…” he murmured, thumb brushing my lower lip. “I love hearing it. I wonder how your moaning will sound in my ear.” I jerked my face away, cheeks burning. “Stop… it.” But it felt like that irritated him, he yanked me back against him, voice dropping to a whisper. “I am not a monster,” he said. “I am a beast.” That was when I realized those eyes weren’t Knight’s, so it was his beast all along.

Brad quickly added, "Yeah, Becky was going to go swimming in her clothes, and I told her they wouldn't dry enough by the end of the afternoon. She was worried that someone would come out by the creek to go swimming and catch us and that scared her. Now look at her, she's like a champ sitting here completely naked with people who she only met a short time ago." "I have been experiencing some wild fantasies which I've shared with Brad. Some are kinkier than others but most of them involve me being naked or partially naked. If the situation is right, I want Brad to make love to me while others watch. Another one of my fantasies is to have sex with two men at the same time, with me giving Brad a

"Compromising who I am for money or success or... anything." Beck reached over and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. The gesture was tender. Careful. His fingers lingered against my cheek for a moment longer than necessary. "I don't think you'd ever do that," he said softly. "You're too stubborn." "Cut!" Victoria called out. "That was perfect. Let's do it again, but this time I want you to actually touch. Hold her hand. Make it real." We did it again. Beck took my hand, his thumb tracing circles on my palm. We repeated the dialogue. His voice was soft when he spoke about his fears. Mine was steady when I talked about my own.

He choked out. I watched him waddle hurriedly out of the grand hall. "Strange," Zane looked amused, "whatever got into him? He's usually not this humble." "You don't say," A little smile played at the corner of my lips. Beta Darius, you started the seductive dance with death the minute you met me. You're soon going to know how it feels to pray, beg and long for death with your entire being. ~~~~~~~~~~ It finally sunk in. I am mated to a Lycan.

Luke said to me excitedly and moved closer to me with a bright smile on his face. I don't know what he's about to say but one thing I know for sure is that I want to make sure King Eric and Sandra goes through the same pain I went through I want them to suffer so much that they would wish they were dead. I know that my wish cannot be fulfilled in any other way because he's the Lycan King, but knowing how much he loves his kids that's the only way that I can hurt him the way I want.