Carrie Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Finally, the tunnel ended, a thick curtain of thin vines with twisty leaves fell in front of me like a green barrier. I could hear the sweet music from the other side, and without a second thought, I stepped through. DANTE'S POV God, she's gorgeous when she's worried. Carrie was still pacing, that chocolatey hair was mesmerizing. Suddenly she stopped, "Screw this, let's just go in after him." Rent rolled his eyes, "we've been through this, we aren't going down there the Fae probably already have him by now. Besides you'd be facing possible death, Carrie."

I juѕt wаntеd tо ѕtrір and rоll around оn thе flооr. Thе thоught оf his skin on mіnе ѕtіll sends a thrill tо mу core. I muѕt have a dоubtful lооk оn mу fасе bесаuѕе Brenda puts hеr hаnd оn mу ѕhоuldеr. “Carrie, hе’ѕ dіffеrеnt nоw. There was a lоt gоіng on bасk then, but hе’ѕ different nоw.”

"And when I look at him, Chloe, I feel something so indescribable. It's like an overpowering surge within me. Suddenly, I have this primal desire to claim him, to possess him... My body ignites with heat whenever he's near." Carrie's face beamed with a mix of excitement and astonishment, her hands moving animatedly in an attempt to express the intensity of her feelings. "Chloe, I feel like I want to devour him! The sensation is almost too much to bear... I can't even bring myself to meet his gaze now because I'm scared I'll lose control and succumb to this overwhelming madness!" Carrie's eyes sparkled with excitement, leaving me momentarily speechless. I stared back at her, trying to compreh

Soon, Jade's legs shook due to abundant climax and she was loudly moaning until he quickly covered her mouth with one hand. “Shhh!” Carrie moved away from the door when she heard Jade's light moans. Tears slowly dropped down her face. She had to watch them move around together like love birds today and as if that wasn't enough, they're fucking like animals! She followed them immediately she saw Xavier pull Jade away. And now her heart is shattered into million pieces. She felt like pulling out her gun and killing Jade on the spot but Xavier will never forgive her. Carrie wiped her face and angrily pulled out her phone and typed something.

“Wait. That look. That’s not 'I'm scared of the mafia' excitement. That’s 'I just got my brains blown out' excitement. Delia! Did you?” I felt my face heat up to a thousand degrees. I couldn't help the small, shy smile that broke across my lips. “We... we talked. Really talked.” “Talked? With your clothes off?” Carrie squealed, flopping onto my bed. “Details! Give me everything. Is he as... well-equipped as he looks in those suits?” “Carrie!” Shawn groaned, covering his ears. “I’m standing right here!”

I wish I could ѕlеер in mу оwn bеd tоnіght. It could bе tіmе for mе to ѕtор trying tо fоrсе thіngѕ tо hарреn, аnd just let it happen nоw. I’m mentally еxhаuѕtеd. [Next POV from 'Carrie' in Chapter 46] ******** Author Note: Read my 2nd Series "Forbidden Love Stories (Book 2)" on Goodovel. Check out now before the book becomes premium and chapters got locked.

“I, Larissa Devereux, do not pick through another’s scraps. Especially not something as poisoned and worthless as you.” I lifted my foot and disgustedly wiped my shoe on my dress, though there was no dust. “This is your last warning. If I ever see your face again, the next thing I shatter will not be an illusion. It will be your skull.” With that, I dissolved into a black mist and vanished from the hall. Behind me, Caius’s desperate, agonized sobs echoed in the empty ruins. “Larissa! Come back! Please, come back!” “I’ll do anything! Anything! Just come back to me! I really do love you!”

Carrie whimpered from the loss. Greg grabbed the book and looked at it. He threw it the next minute. Then, his hand was gripping her jaw tightly. “Don’t get smart on me now,” he growled. His eyes flashed with arousal. Carrie’s heart thudded in her chest. At the same time, her pussy clenched at being held so roughly. She felt her spirit omega submitting entirely to the desire. Those weren’t the next passage from the book. Carrie made up the lines hoping it would get her what she wanted.

She has attached a photo of a skinny beanpole of a man with blonde hair and dead eyes. Trace-I think it is safe to say Carrie does not have a type. I laugh and it gets Nathan’s attention. “What has my Täydellisyys laughing?” He asks holding me to his side. Do I show him? I hold the phone close to my chest as more comments come in. “It’s the group chat,” I say carefully. “Do I want to know?” He asks me not looking at the TV. I feel his hold on me tighten. “Depends?” I answer. “Carrie sent a pic of her new man, and it looks like everyone is giving her a hard time.”

Let's just say that I was instantly, acutely aware that Carrie was not wearing hosiery. Her legs slid back off me swiftly, but she barely loosened her grip on me otherwise. The Last Girl was already being pursued, screaming like mad. I shifted in my seat in my own kind of panic. I did not, under any circumstances, want to dislodge Carrie in any way, but if she got any closer to me, she might well feel just how crazily, uncomfortably aroused I was at that moment.