Demi Lovato And Wilmer Valderrama Fanfic Novels & Stories

"There was a cause after go and Lila left back there. The cops got Marcus. And he talked. So Victor's exposed." Relief hit me, but want did too. I needed Damien, needed to feel him after everything that had happened between us in the past hours. My hands began to strip his shirt from his chest. "Damien, fuck me. Now." “I will,” he growled, pushing my body onto the motel bed. "My jealous little slut." His hands yanked my pantied down, his fingers finding my pussy wet for him. "You're dripping already?" I moaned as he pumped deep.

The love of my life, the love I once doubted and hesitated to accept but—in the end, we become one. He reached for me, cupping my face in his calloused hands, golden gaze searching mine. “Valentina,” he whispered, his voice breaking on my name. “You are everything I never deserved. And everything I will never stop fighting for.” My tears spilled, but I smiled through them. “Andres… you are my heart. My mate. Mu Alpha. My forever.” He kissed me then, fierce and tender, pouring every vow, every promise into me. His arms pulled me close, his warmth drowning me in safety and desire.

"I’ll do anything. I was drunk, Val. We partied too hard, I lost my head. It will never happen again. I swear it's over." "Promise?" I asked, my voice small, sounding far more like the old Valentina than the woman who had dressed to kill this morning. "I swear on my life," he vowed, his hands sliding down to my waist, pulling me against his hard, naked skin. “You are a fool!” Lita screamed one last time, a sound of absolute disgust that echoed through my soul. “I am done with you. If you want to be his doormat, be his doormat. But do not expect me to watch.”

If I ignored her only post on Facebook, I might really believe she was totally innocent. ‘I've found the man I want to spend my life with. I hope you have too.’ It was a chat screenshot. The person she chatted with had a familiar blue wave avatar. He: [Do you refuse to come home because of me?] She: [He loved me a lot.] He: [Then what am I in your heart?} It was the day before New Year's Eve four years ago. Reading that, I suddenly laughed. It turned out that I was just a tool he used to force Scarlett to come back from the very beginning.

I needed her sweet, warm mouth wrapped around my cock so badly, I could feel my body shaking. I was about to tell her how much I wanted her when Ryder’s response popped up. *Hacked. I have something you might like to see.* He attached a video but I didn't feel the urgency to click on it. I was currently talking to the love of my life. I replied, *received* and then cleared my throat. “I resolved Valeria’s issue.” “Really?” The surprise and happiness in her voice, caused me to smile wildly. “I would do anything for you, my love,” my voice hoarse and rough with desire.

***VAL’S POV*** When I got inside the house ,I lay down on the couch, massaging my throat and crying. I closed my eyes but all I could remember was his dark eyes and ruthlessness as he forced himself on me. “I am so stupid to go ahead with the kiss, he wanted nothing but to get in me, he can have any type of woman, but yet I was born to be miserable”. I closed my eyes and cried. A knock landed on my door, I paused crying abruptly.

My wolf roared inside of me with unquenchable lust to mate with her. Damn it! I had no control over my erotic thoughts about Valeria. I was aching terribly to form a bond with Valeria, and I wouldn't hesitate to go the extra mile for that. I quickly concocted a white lie when I said, "Why don't you feel it too, Valeria? Our mate bond? I've felt it for so long now. I'm your second chance mate, Valeria." But to my shock and disappointment, she shook her head, an apologetic smile on her face.

I whispered to him. “VALERIE?!” Reila looked in distress as she stood by the door. “Forgive me Alpha for the intrusion, but her grace forgot to put on her make- up!” I bit my lower lip, not wanting to be removed from Lukkars kisses. “Wait she called you Valerie? Had she known all this while?” Lukkar looked between confusion and surprise. “Huh? You’re wasting my time, I have to do my make- up.” I scurried away before he could hold me, I did not want to have to lie to him again so the best I could do was avoid the topic all together.

He released Damian, who stumbled back, red-faced and humiliated. “She doesn’t love you!” Damian spat. His voice cracked as he pointed at Valerio. “He doesn’t love you either! He never will!” The words cut deep. My chest tightened, my throat thick. I glanced at Valerio, half-afraid to find truth in Damian’s cruel taunt. Valerio didn’t blink. He looked straight into my eyes, his voice rough and final…“I’ll love her more than you ever did. Because she’s mine.”

“I’ll make us breakfast.” Valeria wondered if she was dreaming, later the clock alarm would wake her up and none of this would be real. It wasn’t the first time she’d dreamed of this anyway. After a shower and putting on a simple white cotton dress, she decided it couldn’t be her imagination. Nice dreams would always end right when she was about to grasp on that tiny happiness she wished for, no even her subconscious could fill the gaps in her mind of the question she’d repeatedly asked herself. What would it be like to be with Daniel, not as just friends, but as lovers? She finally knew.