Desiree Montoya Fanfix Novels & Stories

It beat three times in one breath. Fast. Then slow. Then still. Like three hearts trying to remember which one was hers. She looked into his eyes, afraid to ask what she already knew. “I’m not just marked,” she whispered. “I’ve been rewritten.” --- Naeria placed a mirror shard under starlight, whispering old incantations. The symbols in the glass danced. But one refused to shift. The one shaped like a hollow circle. “No matter what I do,” Naeria muttered, “this mark won’t change.”

When the call ended, I fell on the couch but that was just the beginning of my fantasy. What if I had a threesome with Massimo and Gladys? I closed my eyes and tried to keep a vivid imagination while I slid my hands into my panties. I moaned softly as I touched myself and imagined it was one of them. "Fuck," I said with a needy look. "This is fucking hot."

“Hey, if this is because of Fiona I don’t think she hates you or anything. I think she still loves you.” I grimaced when he said that. He must be thinking I had feelings for Fiona which I couldn’t deny, I had a very tiny sliver of it remaining but it wasn’t because I truly liked her. I already had my sights set on someone else. That someone else had turned me into a sex monster who had sex with Fiona all the time. “Anyway, I’ll be on my way and I’ll see you later,” Mateo stood to his feet with his beer in hand ready to go.

she repeated. “You too,” Austin said, his expression one of amusement. “’Bye, Dani.” “’Bye.” Cassidy walked off, glanced back a few times, but managed to climb into her car and drive off without running into anything. “She wants to meet your club,” I said. “Excuse me?” I nodded. “She saw you and nearly wet herself.” Austin laughed. “I take it she’s a single mom?” “She’s the single mom of a darling little boy named Maverick.”

No matter how badly I wanted her, no matter how much I ached to let go of the control I had been holding onto for so long, I couldn’t risk her life just to satisfy my own desire. I couldn’t. But God help me, I didn’t know how much longer I could hold out. The night air was cool, but it did nothing to calm the heat building inside me. It wasn’t just the pull of the moon—it was her. Chloe. Every time I thought I could get a grip, every time I told myself to focus, she came crashing back into my mind, pulling me under.

Even now his whole body buzzed for Sky’s touch and for anything. Sky watched him, still smiling like he enjoyed every second of Azxel’s desperation. Azxel looked down, and then buffed with a rough, he said. “…I hate you.” Sky laughed softly, the sound dark. “No, you don’t.” Azxel’s fingers trembled. He lifted his head slowly, his eyes sharp with embarrassment and hunger twisted together. Sky didn’t move. He just watched him with a smile like a scientist studying a reaction, waiting to see how far the desperation would push him.

This is my first time! I screamed full of anger and tears until he got tired of what he was doing to me. Although I was feeling weak, I forced myself to go to the very end of the bed. "When have you been congested? You're so fvckin' tight, Imelda.” She was smiling while getting dressed. I mustered up the courage to speak, “I-I'm not Imelda. I am Amira Lopez. Not Imelda Vasquez. So please! Let me go! Have mercy on me, please!” I pleaded.

3 ass, I looked like a kid amongst all these people. "What you doing up in my house like that? I give you permission?" Jason spoke, his voice blunt but with anger added to it. "Oh whatever Jason, you ain't scaring nobody" She scoffed before laughing and turning her attention to me. "You must be Savanna, Savanna Montano" She said, smiling showing her pearly whites. She didn't sound bitchy, she sounded genuine which was nice. She also had a very strong New York accent so I assumed she was from New York as it was so thick.

She grasped my hand tightly near to her heart and said, "I want to keep you here forever with me." I'm just gazing at her silently. Tonight I felt a strong connection between us and I also realised that this girl doesn't deserve a person like me. She deserves love which I can never give to her. A beautiful and pure soul like her deserves a person who loves her truly and cherish her all his life and I'm not that type of man. I'm dominant, loves to control women and I don't want the feeling of love in my life. I can't give her what she wants. I think my desire to control her will remain my desire only because butterfly doesn't deserve all this. She is a free bird and now I don't want to cut he