Daredevil Fanfic Novels & Stories

"Fair." My options were limited. No Miranda, no Nicole. I couldn't send him at Sarah for Matt's sake either after the last couple of dares and our current predicament, and I didn't want to fuck Tom over again since he was going to have his turn next and could turn it right back around on me. There was really only one option. "Alright. This is me making amends, you two. Tom, I dare you to fuck Tiff in her favourite position. This is my apology dare for denying you earlier."

The man thankfully nods his head, seeming to understand my request to keep this short and simple. "The Daredevil had taken on the Hammer. She was undefeated, so all of us were dying to see who would actually win this fight. She actually looked like she was about to win when she suddenly froze. The Hammer didn't waste a second and pounded her so hard into the ground that she immediately lost consciousness." I go to say something; however, the man rushes on.

This was the first step in their plan, and Darius smiled darkly, his eyes dimming as he thought about what he would do to those men when he finished. Every single one of them was going to face his deadly wrath. For believing Delilah and laying their hands on his mate—a woman he’d half-marked and staked his claim on. Damn! Darius's chest tightened as he thought about Brielle and what she must have gone through. She must have been groped, and someone must have fucked her or... "Damn it!” He almost yelled as he stretched his hands and cracked his knuckles. He could feel Rocky's gaze on him, but he couldn't ask anything because he knew Darius wouldn't bother answering.

Chapter 600 The man saw Harriet's fierce gaze and finally came to his senses. Realizing what he had just done, he was instantly drenched in a cold sweat. The pain in his knees was a constant reminder of his actions. He paid the price of speaking recklessly. To save his own ass, he crawled toward Delbert. "Darryl, I'm sorry. Please have mercy on me." The reporter, who had challenged Harriet earlier, returned from making a phone call.

I said. "Right," Dante said. "That's why he's glued to your side twenty-four-seven. That's why you're showing him baby pictures like he's the father." "At least he cares," I said. "Which is more than I can say for you." "I care about not being manipulated," Dante said, looking at Alaric. "You should be careful. She's good at making guys feel sorry for her." "The only person I feel sorry for is you," Alaric said, standing up. "Must be exhausting pretending to be something you're not."

But in the afternoon what I learned and what I witnessed I realized that you actually love me. “Let go of me!” I heard Rachelled shouted but without hesitation Darius plunged his razor-bladed claws into Rachelle’s chest. The sound of ripping flesh and cracking ribs filled the room as his claws tore through the ribcage, precision guided toward Rachelle’s heart. She shouted in pain but it’s too late. Darius ripped her heart out of her chest. “No!” Cynthia shouted. She cried and in revenge she grabbed the metal chair and ran towards me smashing it on my head..

I wouldn’t betray that—not for anyone. Damien said nothing, not at first. He just stared at me, his gaze sharp and analytical. Like he was processing, calculating, deciding. His eyes drifted down the length of my body, and this time the look wasn’t clinical. It wasn’t protective. It was different. It was a flicker of something darker. Something hotter. Something that made my skin flush beneath his gaze. But it didn’t matter. It didn’t matter that his presence made my breath hitch. It didn’t matter that my body betrayed me with heat and curiosity. Because I had already been claimed. My heart, my body, my soul—they all belonged to Dante Gallo.

Alice's pussy starts getting wet in anticipation for his cock. Alice notices that something is on Fenrir's mind. But she can't think of what it could be. She'll have to ask him later. Fenrir pulls Daren into the freezing water. Darens body immediately goes into shock, and he tries to fight back, but Fenrir has a firm grip on him. Alice undresses herself. She's getting turned by the man she loves, torturing the man she hates. Fenrir hasn't noticed her naked body yet. He's too preoccupied with his toy. He holds Darens head underwater for about a minute before giving him the chance to breathe again. He does this several times over, and Alice can't help but to finger herself as she watches with

"I guess you want some more rough handling from my men." "D—Damien— I swear with my life th—that I don't know where she is," he managed to whimper. "I'm telling the truth." "Dude, do you think I'm stupid?" I sneered and held his chin up with my hand. "I'd rather trust the devil than you because you're a pretentious bastard." He wept like a child and pleaded through chattered teeth while gazing at me. “Oh, don't look at me like that. I'm sure you thought I'd leave you alone just like the last time, but you must be sick in the head if you think I'll let you go without cutting your head off!“

There was a naked woman in front of him and yet he felt like an impotent. "Please just fuck me already". Delilah begged. Damien felt extremely disgusted as she pleaded shamelessly. " He pushed Delilah off him and got dressed, leaving Delilah aching for his touch. End of flashback. Damien could not even explain how he got to the stripper club. He could not admit the fact, he had started developing a liking towards her. He can't bear to bring her into his world , that's full of danger. And he didn't want what happened with Delilah to repeat itself. He has managed to keep his emotions and feelings under control for hundreds of years. She just made him lose control without even knowing. How did