Danger Force Fanfiction Novels & Stories

That deep, hoarse sound echoing through my body. I gasped, shuddering under his intensity. "Do you really think I’m the kind of woman who jumps off cliffs because of a man?" I shot back with sarcasm, trying to keep control, even as my body burned inside, even while I could still taste death brushing past me. Daimon tilted his head. A crooked, dark smile tugged at his lip. A dangerous smile. "No." His voice grew even lower, with a hint of amusement. "You’re the kind of woman who runs straight toward danger... little one."

Lila cried out, the sudden stretch making her eyes water. "Take this cock like a slutty little girl,” he growled, spanking her ass hard. The sharp slap echoed as he fucked her with raw intensity, hips slamming against her ass. Lila moaned loudly, hands pressed against the glass, body rocking with every brutal thrust. "I’ll fuck you senseless,” he rasped against her ear, pounding deeper, “you won’t be able to write another scene about me without wishing I was buried inside you like this.” Lila’s eyes widened in shock. Her mind reeled. What!? He knew about her Fanfics? He read them?.

Merciless. Each thrust slammed me forward into the counter. My hips bruised against the edge. My tits bounced painfully inside my bra. The wet slap of skin on skin echoed loudly. His heavy balls smacked my clit with every violent stroke. He fucked me like I was nothing but a hole for his anger — deep, punishing strokes that made my eyes roll back. I hated him. I hated how good it felt. My pussy clenched around his cock, dripping down his shaft, making everything even wetter and nastier.

They're depending on me. Furthermore, the punishment for insulting the Lycans was no joke. Lucas has the power to exact any time of punishment that he wants. Since I injured his ego, who knows what he will do? The guests looked down at me as I pushed myself up into a sitting position. "They kept bragging about how that woman's daughter is better than all of ours." "What? How disgraceful." "Did she think that she could do whatever she wanted just because she was approved to be his Highness' fiancee?"

As I stepped into the hallway, my legs felt like jelly, but I kept moving, each step taking me farther from the den of vipers—and closer to the secrets I needed to uncover. _________ The first thing I did when I got back to my apartment was lock the door and double-check the windows. My hands were still shaking, and every shadow felt like it was moving, like someone was watching me. I leaned against the door, exhaling sharply, and pressed a hand to my forehead. I’d barely escaped the Esposito mansion, but the memory of Alessandro’s piercing green eyes lingered, burning into my thoughts. He was dangerous, too dangerous. Yet there had been something else—a flicker of intrigue, of something I c

She said, and I knew she was right, but with how I was feeling, I needed someone neutral who could think fast there. "All you have to do is find out if your father bullied anyone with money and took something precious from them, especially an alpha, because this guy's modus operandi screams Alpha material." She said and kissed the back of my ears, and I moaned. She was getting me all worked up, and I was hard. "At this rate, you will get sore, Tia," I warned her, but she didn't stop. She nibbled my earlobe.

The pain is getting intense and making my heart burn as if it’s on fire and is threatening to take my life but I have to survive. I know that I won’t die from this pain but it’s surely going to leave some fucking nasty scars and wounds that will take a bit longer to heal because it’s given by my mate. The stupid mate bond. I wish I could reject him right now so I won’t have to suffer this pain. Dane doesn’t even hesitate before ripping that girl’s little lingerie that was hiding nothing but her tits and pussy. He starts thrusting into her harshly, making her moan loudly, not minding that we are also in the room.

He's in the Viva family and he has to stay no matter what. ​Victor stares at his laptop screen blankly. His eyes emotionless. His private office dominated with novels on the shelves seems to be a void to him. Victor is the author of several best selling crime thrillers. He has been writing for over twenty years but as of lately he can't. His imagination is blocked as he can't even type on a word. He does not know what the problem is. He has taken walks around the parks. Read other books. Even lied on the cold tiles whether something good would come out of it but nothing yet. Catherine opens the door and walks in.

I don't care whatever way she does it, but this is my fantasy, which I need to fulfill. "Hey!" I called at her just as she was at the door. She turned, tears in her eyes, but I don't care. She can cry blood if she wants. "I don't do forced sex. Convince her. It has to be consensual, okay? Now use the door, please." I smiled wryly, and she stomped out. I could hear her faint whimper as she jammed the door. I burst into mockery laughter at the pitiful and pathetic girl. I really wish this was my mate acting this way. That maid is really beautiful, even with her tattered clothes and disheveled hair.

​He didn't reply, instead, he stepped close again, closer than before, until I could smell the faint scent of expensive cologne and something deeper, like leather and warm spice. He placed his hands on my shoulders, his touch professional yet utterly invasive, and stared down at me. ​“I think you owe me one more thing, Mona,” Kade murmured, his thumb gently tracing the faint, hairline scar tissue near my left eye, the hidden marker of my brutalized childhood. “You owe me the name of the man who put this there. If we’re partners, I think it's imperative to know why you hate all men so much.”