Club Penguin Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Once Peter disappears among the trees, she turns back to her mother's memorial, placing her palm against the cool stone one last time. "I wish you were here to guide me," she whispers. In the shadows of the forest, Peter leans against a massive oak, his heart pounding. He pulls out his phone, scrolling through the group chat Milton mentioned. His fingers tighten around the device as he reads message after message, each one more cruel than the last. His packmates are betting on Clover's exile or humiliation, treating her pain as entertainment.

She waved and so did Clara before Ophelia vanished out of her sight. "Wow, that was huge," Clara whispered. "I can feel that you two never really bond," Aurora said as her owner climbed the staircase. "Yeah." Clara agreed, "But it's a good thing seeing as she is the last person to accept me. I am cool." "Hmm." Aurora retreated. Clara was happy because she was finally able to make peace with Ophelia. This was a good start. Maybe being Ethan's mate wasn't so bad after all. She got devastated at one pack but got resurrected at another. One man's poison is another man's food, right?

Pedro doesn't even look up from his spot on the couch. Paul scoffs and stands by my side, barely able to contain himself. "Look, look. I have a friend named Patty who is really close to the bouncer at club Pandora. She can get us in easy with front-of-the-line-access." "Paul, that isn't necessary—" "She just replied," he smiles cheekily and jumps around. "She says she's in!" When the hell did he text her? Their screams of excitement are overpowering my opposition. Secretly, the idea of going out to the club is an entertaining thought. And plus, I could do for going anywhere besides my house. But dancing, drinking, loud music and tight outfits? Not my cup of tea.

"Guy, as it stands right now, I'm not okay" "Yeah, I know, Clara called, she's in town, and I know you two don't agree." "She's a bitch and I can't let her near my kids, by the way where are you? Its so loud over there." "Oh, yeah, I know you don't like stuff like this, but you got to come over and drink it out, the pain Clara caused, there's a new club in town. ELLAS. "You know, I don't go to such places" I said with a groan.

He looked shock, like be can’t believe that I’ve never been in a kind of place like that. “What you do is dance, drink and then you know that when a man likes a woman, if you like each other... something will happen between the two of them.” “Will it happen? As in inside the club they’re going to do it??” “The others just kiss and then, in the car, they will continue what they are doing. What do you think of that place, huh? A p*rn club? They don’t do live s*x in there stupid.” “I’m just asking.” Do I really need to be told to stupid?

Bored wife goes to a club with her friends and the unexpected occurs.. NB: This story deals with Cuckolding, Interracial sex, and impregnation. In a fantasy, there are no STD's, and pregnancies become nothing once you stop reading. Sorry it is so long. I get carried away with the details. eNJOY... >>>>>>

Taehyung’s POV The forest swallowed them whole—Clara and Damian, vanishing into the twilight like ghosts, her scent lingering on the wind like a fading echo. I stood there, rooted to the spot, the slap's sting on my cheek nothing compared to the gaping wound in my chest. Her words replayed in my mind, a vicious loop: *betrayer, liar, monster.* Each one landed like a silver bullet, shredding the bond between us until it felt threadbare, fragile. I'd built an empire on control—pack alpha, unyielding, unbreakable—but one glimpse through a cracked door had unraveled it all. And Damian... my best friend, my beta, the man I'd trusted with my life since we were pups tearing through the woods togeth

She reached for Piper, and, with Piper kicking again, we all pushed toward the surface. Movement brought my attention down to the depths beneath us. And there, I saw the shape of merfolk man with a massive fish tail, rushing toward us – toward Piper. As he came closer, I recognized him as that asshole prince from the merfolk ball. The one who had tried to make moves on Piper, and then wouldn’t listen to her rejection. This asshole had already tried to take something that didn’t belong to him, and now he was trying to take Piper’s life? My inner wolf howled in raged, his anger rising in tandem with my own. My fingers curled, my claws breaking through my skin.

He grunts but agrees to let me stay. After Cara and I shower, Clint tells us about his time with Ailduin and Aolis. They wrote the story of Clint and Lily as well as Donovan and Andra. I can tell that reliving his time with his mate when she was alive has brought both happiness and sadness to Clint. I also know that once Cara and I are mated, we will move into the packhouse permanently and Clint will be alone. I hope he is able to find his way without Cara. Maybe Dad can convince him to move into the packhouse again, or maybe take on training twice a day instead of just once so he can continue to train his daughter. ………….

" You thought ! You thought this ! You thought that !! it's all just a stupid thought of yours , did you even bother to ask for my opinion? , did you try to know what I want?We shared things together but did you bother to tell me that you are tired of having your stupid affair outside and now you brought yourself into my home uninvited . why?,because you two were childhood lovers and the death and life of me and my child has nothing to do with my husband because he has his white lotus in his arms, my baby is gone now but yours is still here, I have a feeling that my poor child would be very lonely out there alone in the cold , no mother no father , no friend to accompany him .Oh my poor baby