Carol Fanfic Novels & Stories

“I’m telling you, it’s over for you! Do you think you’re so great just because you know a little bit of martial arts? Come here. Let me introduce you to my boyfriend, Seamus Owen. He’s a god-like person who can call upon the wind and rain, as well as summoning spirits. Not even ten of you can beat his single finger. If you’re smart enough, you should kneel before me and lick all ten of my toes. Only then I may consider letting you live.” “Can he kill me with a single poke of his finger?” Alex laughed coldly. “Carol, looks like you remember his finger quite well. You should save it for yourself. Oh, I can’t quite understand right now. Is he your boyfriend or your brother-in-law?” Alex asked.

“You owe him an explanation and he owes you his time and ears. He’s your mate and I want you to work things out.” “Is this because you want me to return to the Capitol with you?” She asked, narrowing her eyes at me. “I’m sorry I left, but—” “No,” I said quickly, holding up my hand to stop her. “It has nothing to do with me and everything to do with you, Fiona. You can’t compare every guy to Ben and—” “Don’t say that asshole's name, Carol. What is wrong with you? You know his name is forbidden,” she snapped, tears glistening in her deep blue eyes.

Carlos did like her. “Carlos, I’m bored of you. I don’t need your company anymore.” Carol decided to be cruel and said those words because she did not want him to waste anymore of his time on her. “I’ll admit that I liked your face at first, but I’m bored of it now.”

Carol, the girl obsessed with the color purple, sprang from her seat as if she had just sat on a cactus, and she rushed to D'Angelo's side with sparkling eyes. "Hey brother-in-law! I can't wait to come to the pack house and spend time with you and Lexi. And I can't wait for my nephew or niece, whichever one it is, to come," she exclaimed eagerly. D'Angelo, startled by her sudden appearance, managed a thin-lipped smile. "Carol, right?" he said, his tone polite but distant. She attempted to hug him, but he subtly curved away, offering a side hug instead. He seemed friendlier with her brother, Caleb.

"Kate can't know about this. Ever. Do you understand?" Carol nodded. "And this—whatever this is—it's complicated. You're young, you're her best friend, there are a thousand reasons this is a terrible idea." "I know all that," Carol said, and there was steel in her voice now. "I've spent three days thinking about nothing but all the reasons this is wrong. But I don't care anymore, Mr. Rich. I want you. And unless you're about to tell me you don't want me back, I'm not going anywhere."

Carol said across the room to her husband, "This is just like when you and I double teamed Zara a few weeks ago." She wanted to shock Sheila again... since Zara had been her daughter's best friend back in high school. "Exactly so," Robert agreed, "except she was facing up and you're facing down right now," as he pumped in and out of the most invitingly gaped asshole ever. "That's right. And don't forget that I was the one who took her anal cherry in the next bed over from here," Carol recalled.

she whispers. Carl and Carolyn are a black couple I've gotten together with for some pretty outrageous sex parties whenever I've been near Uncle Harry's house. I made the mistake of telling my sister how Nicole and her mom enjoyed Carl's well-hung black cock and now she's obsessed with it. I have to admit I wouldn't mind seeing Carolyn again. "Sure, I'll call Carolyn and see if we can get together," I tell my sister as I pull out my cell phone. Susan raises her eyebrows as she strokes my stiff cock through my shorts.

In his opinion, Philip would definitely fall for Carol’s impeccable beauty. Coincidentally, Philip did not ask Aslan to bring the women from the villa, so Donald did not know that he was just a frog in the well. Carol used her beauty to do whatever she wanted, deliberately parading herself in front of the young talents from other guilds so that everyone could notice her. Although Carol's energy core was damaged, her beauty was unaffected. Combined with her identity as a holy maiden, her appeal was undeniable.

she cried, gripping a handful of his hair so hard. “Because you’re my slut, darling,” Trent murmured, blowing hot hair over her pussy and watching her shudder and writhe beneath him. He dove in again, this time burying his tongue in her cunt while stroking her asshole with a finger. He had never taken her there, but Carol loved it when he fingered her rosebud, and considering he was trying to make her forget he had been gambling, Trent was willing to use every trick in his book.

Bella’s lips twitched, but she had no words. Caro smiled faintly, but her voice carried more heat now. “Let’s be honest, Bella. I will tell you he truth, let me answer to that. Perhaps it's a Truth and Dare game right?" Caro laughed but composed enought. " Well my boyfriend is hot. I bet you can’t even keep your legs together when you sees him. You orgasm just by looking at him.”