Dylan And Cole Fanfiction 2017 Novels & Stories

Dylan was taking a shower when his thoughts suddenly traveled back to his eighteenth birthday. That day was the most anticipated day of his entire life because he would finally get to know who his mate was. FLASHBACK From childhood, everyone had thought that Dylan’s best friend, Charlotte, Benjamin’s daughter would be his mate since they did practically everything together, but the moon goddess had some other plans.

"W-wait, you're her husband? It can't be, she described you as a horrible per...anyways, how do you guys relationship work, are you in like an open relationship because how do you stand here while another man dances with your girlfriend—sorry, I meant your wife." Dylan sucked through his teeth, letting out a hiss. He breathed slowly, trying to calm himself. Dylan was really trying his best not to let his anger get the best from him. He didn't want to cause a scene or embarrass Blair, but the more he saw them together, double the damage he wanted to inflict on the man dancing with her. ~~~

I look towards Ty hoping as someone older, he might be more reasonable towards me. "Can you remove her memories?" Ty says scaring the shit out of me and I am on my way out of this joint. No one gets to have that control over me. Ever. I race towards the door and then someone collides with me from behind... That woodsy scent infiltrates my nose. Cole. "Get off me” I try to force him but he has so much more power over me as he locks my arms over my head. What is worse is that my body sells me out curving into his trying to find more skin contact. No I force myself to concentrate. “I am going to sue all of you”

My entire body went hot. Cole Dylan was standing at the edge of his king-sized bed, completely naked. His body was insane… broad shoulders, thick muscle, tattoos covering parts of his back and arms. He looked like a man, not like the boys I was used to. And he was fucking a girl with ruthless intensity.

His cock strains his pants and when he closes the door behind him and locks it, my pussy clenches so hard around Dante’s cock that he groans. “Your friend Jade booked two,” Dante says against my ear. His cock still buried inside me. “She said you deserved the full fantasy.” The blond walks over. Stands beside the couch. Close enough that I can smell him – clean, sharp, different from Dante. He looks at me – riding Dante, my tits out, the tiara catching the light, a stranger’s cock deep in my pussy. “I’m Cole,” he says. Like this is a normal introduction. “Happy almost-wedding.”

"She doesn’t need me to tell her anything." Dylan’s expression twisted. "God, you really are whipped, huh? I knew you changed, but this?" He shook his head. "Pathetic." The laughter from earlier was gone. The tension at the table thickened. Cole leaned forward slightly, elbows resting on his knees. "What exactly are you trying to do here, Dylan?" Dylan smirked, sensing he’d finally found a weak spot. "Just saying," he drawled, "the Cole I remember wouldn’t have let his girlfriend run her mouth like that. But then again, the Cole I remember was a scrawny little…"

"That came out weird, but- you get what I mean." ~~Fine.~~ ~~Then I won't hit you now.~~ "What?" ~~Until you agree to give me a chance.~~ "You're really not making any sens..." ~~On that note, I want to do something else.~~ Dylan's gaze questioned him suspiciously. "And what would that be?" ~~I'm going to steal a kiss from you right now.~~ Dylan read through his screen and his dead eyes came back up, his disappointment putting no effort on hiding behind his words.

He couldn't beat me at my own game. "Hmmm. A roller coaster?" I faked confusion, and he laughed really hard. He lay on his back, laughing. "You're impossible, Alena." "You make me impossible, Dyl. It's your fault I've turned into whatever this is," I accused him. Dylan took my hand and pulled me down so that I was lying on top of him. He put his hands on my waist, holding me down. I lived for these moments. His touch melted me softly. "Tell me some of your favorite wild fantasies that you wish would come to life," Dylan said as I lay my head on his chest.

"What's wrong, honey?" Charity showed him a post on her phone. It was a picture of Dylan and a woman. It seemed to be his new wife. Cole sighed. "Charity, you have just to accept that…" "Nooo!!! I won't! Dylan must be mine! We are a match made in heaven! Father, I can't live without Dylan! If Dylan is not mine, I'll die!" she cried and suddenly ran upstairs. "Charity! Charity!" Cole cried, running after her.

Kat snorts at Daryl. "No worries, I'm not... but the prick kinda asks for it aren't he?" Cole turns his head at Kat, and then back at Daryl, smirking. "Stop tempting me, man." Cole adds, as he let out a bitter laugh at Daryl. "Tsk tsk tsk.. and here I thought we were close as we fucked the same girl-" WHAT???? I gasp, and so do both Keisha and Keira. "Damn it, Cole." Daryl laughs, looking straight at both Kat and Cole. I noticed how veins popped in Cole's neck, as he exhaled a harsh breath.