Dresden Files Fanfic Novels & Stories

When was the last time you ate? Me: Uh… Dane: Seriously? Me: I have a bad memory. Dane: My palm is twitching. Me: Sir! Dane: Yes? Me: Are you saying you want to… Dane: Spank you? Yes. One hundred percent. I squealed quietly, as if he could hear me if I were too loud. Everything about Dane was intense. Even when he was joking, he was intense. I’m literally an abuse victim. What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I like this? Why do I want this? This should scare me, but it doesn’t. I’ve read enough dark romance books with werewolf daddies, mafia men, and Doms to know it isn’t scary. That it can be good if done with the right person. The image of Dane Wetness pooled between my legs.

he said and he winked at me. After Dracula, we watched Twilight where Jane threw another enormous amount of jokes around, mostly about sparkly stuff, mind reading and predicting the future and after we put on Underworld. “I'm going to be like Selene with my ex-boyfriend when I see him. Oh, and actually also your ex-boyfriend Tris,“ Jane said, nudging me in the shoulder. I turned to her with wide eyes. “We're sharing the same ex-boyfriend,“ I said with a shocked expression. “Enough about ex-boyfriends,“ Damon snapped. Jane rolled her eyes at me and focused on the tv again.

Our tongues lurked into one as we went up the stairs. It didn't feel right. But I desperately wanted to forget everything about Dante. Everything. I pulled the door knob of one of the rooms as we fought our way in. It was smoking hot. Not the room temperature, but his body. The passion. The few minutes we spent together distracted me from Dante. I moaned. I cried. I chuckled at some point. He was deep inside of me. I never felt such strong hands as I ravished every moment. Drunken in desire, not love, but it was a step for me. Or so it seemed.

Edward whispered softly close to my ear. --To be continued… Please SUPPORT my other works: Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18+ and Conquering the Emperor 18+

he answered and returned back to reading the contents as he sat down on the edge of the bed. Elaina joined him too, sitting by his side and he continued translating what every line said: “Goddess of fire, who first breathed heat into stone, Sharpen our fangs and temper our wings. Let your fire burn fear from our hearts, And turn our enemies to ash before your light” After sometime, Drake paused when a thought struck him and he turned to Elaina and said, “Elaina, I think this book was stolen from your mother's possession” Elaina was perplexed and couldn't resist asking, “You think so? What made you draw such a conclusion?”

Touching his forehead a few times to change the water for the towel was not suppressed by Duncan Hiddleston's body heat. "I don't understand why the female lead likes the male lead? I still can't understand why the male lead likes the female lead?" [Original.] “I know that too, but I need a reason, right?” Phedra Elizabeth raised her eyes to the face that was divided into two colors. "When I read the original, more than 100 chapters, I still didn't understand the reason why the male lead liked the female lead and also didn't know the reason why the male lead liked the female lead."

Drake gasped struggling to breath again, rolling my eyes mentally I dashed into his kitchen to bring him a glass of water then hand it over to him. "He thought you had something to do with the mark that disappeared. I don't know what to think Drake! My life feels like it spinning out of control, just few days ago things were fine between us and now this? I hate the Lycan in Damien!" I muttered angrily finding an empty couch to seat on. "Well I kind of find out a new series of stuff on Damien" Drake muttered sitting beside me on the couch.

Creed Odessa was visibly shaking. I grabbed her, pulling her to my chest, not letting her see the blood still flow from Fluffy’s body. My own heart ached. Seeing the pet, more like family over the past many years, lay in front of me. My dragon didn’t care for the sentiment. He was enraged. Growls were leaving my chest, thinking of the vampires that were after my mate. They had become closer. My mind had forgotten everything the past few days with my rut. The only concentration was on my Fawn and now we had been pushed back to reality. I still feel my body not fully complete with my rut, but I’d be damn I’d just make love to her after seeing this.

He ripped my thong aside and pushed two thick fingers deep inside me without warning. “You’ve been teasing me all night,” dream-Jax growled in my ear, voice low and rough. His fingers curled perfectly, stroking that spot that made my knees weak. “Now you’re going to take what you started, little sis.” I moaned loudly in the dream, gripping the counter as he finger-fucked me hard and fast. The wet sounds filled the kitchen. He bit my neck, then kissed me roughly, his tongue claiming my mouth while his fingers drove me closer and closer.