Corrie Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He exhaled deeply, as if surrendering to my charm, and nodded: "Then let’s go back, Corinne. Let’s go back!" I gathered all my things, my hands moving lightly and energetically as I imagined what I’d do once back at the mansion—become Corinne, the wild cat, ready to scratch that Lomi and burn her heart, taking advantage of Glacier’s closeness and love. I felt the electricity of mischief surge through my fingertips. I looked at him, raising an eyebrow in challenge: "Won’t you carry my things, or has the mighty Alpha grown weak and old?" He smiled at the corner of his mouth, asking in his deep, masculine voice:

She could have just done so earlier. After Liam took his seat again, Corie cut straight to the chase and said, "Did you break Cirroc's thing?" Liam figured out why Corie was looking for him. Pretending to be confused, he asked in return, "Thing? Which thing?" Corie's cheeks became flushed in an instant. She looked at the surroundings and whispered, "Gosh. You're just asking me when you know what I meant. That thing. His manhood!" After he saw that Corie's cheeks were red, Liam smirked and said, "Oh, so you're talking about that? What's the matter? Why are you asking?"

Corinne hugged him again, making him snort at that nickname, before she jumped up from her seat, practically running towards the door, her heart racing with fear and anticipation. She had struggled to see anything but kindness in Hunter's actions, and, frankly, she still couldn't believe that, even after everything that had happened, he would disturb the peace of wolf traditions by taking a tiger as a mate. Having one as a wife had caused enough problems, after all. However, hearing Declan's encouragement had been the last drop of water in that sea of ​​desire inside her, causing her eagerness to say that she loved him to overflow. If that was the end of their story and she was leaving with

“I can’t explain it but something about her calls to me. It’s strange. Like her ‘frigidness’ is what I like about her. She doesn’t accept things as they are she changes them. Plus, I hear she’s like an accurate fortune teller so why not see how she does it.” Corrine got off his bed and threw a pillow at him. “You sound just like those stupid fanboys.” “Fanboys? What?” “Yeah, little miss queen of mean has a group of guys and a couple girls dedicated to loving her because of how she is. They call themselves the Andimen. It’s quite stupid and sick.” “Heh, guess I’ll have to meet them one day. Now get out I need to get dress.” “Yeah, whatever. I’ll be in your kitchen making breakfast.”

she frowned. "I don't want to hurt him. He's so nice" she let out and heard a snap of a finger. She blinked her eyes and saw it was Cole, strangely looking at her. "You were in a conversation with Cee again, weren't you?" He questioned as Cora smiled. "Yeah. She was just saying rubbish" she rolled her eyes. "Damn you, Cora! I am not saying gibberish!" Cee screamed at her as she laughed. "What did she say?" Cole asked, curious while a smile was spread across his lips.

she whispered, weakly pressing her face against my arm. "I am here. I will not let you go," I said, burying my face in her neck. Her scent was still there, pine and rain, but the spicy warmth that had once enchanted me was gone. As time passed, Corin’s condition did not improve. The pain came in waves. Sometimes her body stiffened in my arms, her nails digging into my skin as she tried to stifle cries of agony. Her muscles spasmed, as if her own body was punishing her for spending all of her magic.

To desire an alpha who already has a child, a sweet little princess. And there's really nothing more to talk about it, like Remi said; what happened last night is normal for them—Alphas. "Can you hear yourself, Cora?" He pull me closer to him, "you gave me yourself last night to me, how could you—" "Cora?" Remi's voice echoed outside, he's knocking on lady Charlotte's room. Afraid to wake up lady Charlotte, I immediately tried to get away to Alpha Dexion to stop Remi from knocking.

He asked, his hands reassuring me that everything will be alright. “I contacted Mark. Run with him after this.” I could hear Ace’s voice through the mind link. “then what about you?” “I’ll this bitch first.” Corrine was still smirking at me, “I am the daughter of the fowler’s leader. Welcome to hell, bastard. I am here to get my revenge..” Corrine then grabbed me but Ace was quick to grab her by the neck and place his claws close to her neck, knocking her to the ground.

“Not until you beg me to fuck you senseless.” “Aaron.” I feel a surge of rage welling up inside me as she whimpers. “Nope!” he grunts, grinding himself against her rear without opening the door like she wants. “But I’m already so sore, baby. I don’t think I can—” “Make up your fucking mind, sweetheart. Do you want me in or out?” The double entendre makes me sick to my stomach. Shit, I wanna throw up. Coraline unleashes a torrent of curses before reluctantly agreeing. “Alright, alright, fine. But you better take me home.”

She thought that an hour wouldn't be enough to read through the comments as there are still comments coming in. "Yes," answered Corrine teasingly. Jean and Christine looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes. "Seriously Corrine?" asked Christine. Corrine looked at Christine and said, "Don't you know that I am one of the die hard fans of the Christine - Graham love team?" Christine rolled her eyes and replied to her, "If you're claiming to be our die hard fan, why won't you organize a fans club for us?" "Yeah, you're right. I'm going to do that" Corrine responded to tease Christine.