Connor Franta Dirty Fanfic Novels & Stories

He pondered, staggering backwards because Mason had to be lying about this. But Mason's smile never left his face, and instead he continued with a roll of his eyes, "My sister didn't cheat on you. She lied about doing so because she desperately wanted to save you, and I supported her every decision you know. Who am I, after all? Plus it was a good way of getting back at you for that bullshit you pulled." His expression suddenly changed to anger. Damien knew exactly what he was talking about. This was the bone of the contention and malice between them. The reason why Mr Connor’s first fruit despised him so much in the first place was because he had slept with Mason's girlfriend, long before h

I just wanted to permanently erase the man from our reality—erase all the deep hurt he had inflicted on her, the trauma, the disrespect… but wishes can never be horses. “So… what do you think about it?” Connor asked, looking at me as if I had suddenly grown a horn right in the middle of my forehead when I remained silent. “What do I think?” I repeated smoothly. “Come on, Killian, surely you want that pathetic man gone just as much as I do,” Connor growled, his voice harsh. “And I know Elara wants to play this game her own way, but I absolutely do not like that fellow existing in her vicinity. I’ve never liked him or his stupid ego. Right now, he is probably going to think Elara still harbors

You've been flirting with so many men—once Uncle Rowan sees your true colors, he'll definitely dump you. Turning to Rowan, he added, "Uncle Rowan, she's not faithful. She's nothing but a—" Before he could finish, Rowan's foot connected with his chest, sending Connor flying several feet before crashing to the ground. Connor clutched his chest in shock. He stared at Rowan in disbelief. "You'd really kick me over some woman?" Boa chimed in from the side, "Rowan, why'd you even bother kicking him? You've dirtied yourself. Don't touch me until you've cleaned yourself."

“You think I don’t see what that was? Another manipulation, another way to make me feel like I belonged so I’d give in. That’s not care. That’s strategy.” Connor flinches but holds my gaze. “He called you Issa. Not Clarissa. Issa. Because it was you he…” I cut him off again. “Enough. If Dante loves me, let him prove it himself instead of sending you. I thought the great Dante Romano could do better than using his minion to do his dirty work.” His face falls. For the first time, Connor actually looks hurt. “The door’s open,” I whisper. He rises slowly, gives me one last look, then walks out.

Connor hold Akira's hand and they walked near the portal hand in hand. Akira was trying to draw her hand away but the man won't let her go. "Connor, I won't run. Can you just let my hand off," Akira said with annoyance. "No," he quickly replied. Conrad shook his head because of his brother's shameless acts. How he wishes to slap him on his buttocks. He laughed at his thought. He walked past him and slapped his brother's ass. "Flirt," he said. "Hey, brother don't you do that again, huh?" Connor reacted.

Noah growled at Conrad who was teasing his length with fingers. "Conrad. I have to peeeee. Gooo". Noah pleaded Conrad to end the torture. Conrad giggled but left his shaft after squeezing it a bit, not missing the dark in Noah's eyes. He knew he was screwed. But he knew how to play with the fire. And how he loved it. Well Noah wasn’t complaining. He sat back among his friends who were looking at him with suspicious eyes. Conrad was trying hard to act cool. Before his friends could bombard him with questions Conrad's mom called him to meet someone. He was talking just formally because apparently his mind was occupied by his sexy fiancé.

Some of her friends were waiting for her to say something, and Thaddeus said, "I guess they're planning on something." I sighed, "I know." I gasped when Connor came in and saw him with another woman. He's now dating a supermodel named Thalia Mcclay. The woman had a great body, but when she glanced at me, her grin disappeared, and she stared at me with a profound hatred in her eyes. Connor kissed her on the cheek, which made her have to smile. "Catalina…." When Connor spotted me, his eyes lit up. Then he let go of Thalia's hand and came over to greet me with a peck on the cheek and a warm hug.

Johnny was about our age, and I could never understand why he would hang out with a young girl like Bella in the first place. "Eva, I will have to ask you to leave. You are upsetting not only my fiance but also my sister. You were the one that broke off our friendship. We are no longer friends, and I never want to see you again. Please stay away from my family. I warn you. My family includes my fiance. Besides, you were never my first choice. You were not even a choice. I only went out with you in school because I felt sorry for you. I never loved you, and I never will love you. I know what kind of person you are and do not like what I heard about you. You have always called Norma a snob and

"Connor, that hurts!" "So does your fucking around with dad!" He snaps, pulling me against him. "Do you have any idea how fucking stupid you are right now? He’s about to be a father again! Did you know that? His fiance is pregnant!" I remain silent as Connor speaks, not wanting to openly confirm that I did in fact know that Francine was pregnant, but Atlas was adamant that the child wasn’t his. I didn’t know what he had up his sleeve to try to prove she was lying, but I didn’t want to ruin it for him either.

"By the trail, can your fingers give my device your login details for your personal network account? My eyes want to go look at some of the pack comments from tonight..." Connor pulls out his black phone, entering his secret words before handing the device straight to my fingers. My eyes take a very quick browse through the endless stream of messages before closing the screen, and soon my body enters a sweet dreamland right beside Connor’s sleeping warmth. However... The very next morning, Connor’s personal social media account once again explodes with wild fury across the territory wires. Because underneath Connor’s grand revelation post from yesterday, my fingers had left a cheeky message