F1 Fanfic Novels & Stories

Fiona looked almost sad for me. “Fúck them again?” I rubbed my forehead, trying to process. “I can’t believe they were working together against me.” Fiona moved closer in the hot tub. “I hope you see the upside.” “There’s an upside?” “I’d like to think so. I’ve always had a school-girl-type crush on you, so I’ve been wanting to fúck you at least as long as they wanted your wife. I’d like to make a pack with you. As long as they’re screwing your wife, you and I can fúck like bunnies. What do you say?”

To All of My Lovely Readers, First of all, I want to give you my deepest gratitude for your continued support with the Fated series and the Dark Moon series. There is still plenty of story to be told between the two. Dante and Ziyah were two of my favorite characters to write about because their lives were filled with so much pain, but it only made them stronger. The Goddess paired them together because they could truly understand and support what their mate had gone through.

“Come back to me, Fifi!” “Let me go! My name is Wang Que, not Faye! I am Wang Que! Not Faye!” Faye was unusually agitated. In fact, she even scratched and bit Zayn’s arms. However, Zayn remained unrelenting. He wanted to bring Faye back home with him, and give her his true love and sincerity.

"Two weeks they've been fighting. And in those two weeks, we've been living together, out in the open. He told me I give him a kind of passion he's never felt. His girlfriend only knows how to chase money. She's nothing like the woman he used to love." The comment section was already going off. "She's about to get married and you're the side piece bragging about it?" "Shameless." "If you two can't keep your hands off each other, just make the scumbag dump her. Stop ruining a good woman's life." A low hum filled my head. The past came rushing back all at once. A mentor at work. Two weeks of silence. A fiancée abandoned in the rain on their anniversary. Every detail lined up with me and Ryan.

“I mean—” “I don’t recall ever having you in my bed,” Damian interrupted her again, a smirk playing on his lips. “But perhaps if we were to refresh my memory, something might come back to me?” He picked up a snifter of brandy from the table, amusement flickering in his eyes as he watched Isabella’s face flush red. “I misspoke,” Isabella exhaled, composing herself. “What I meant to say was that the Hartess family has a child. Your brother fathered a daughter.”

a cough emitted from her. “I love you, Xerxes.” As a wide smile appeared on his face, Xerxes replied almost inaudibly, “I know Karina. I promise to take care of myself but you need to promise me something too.” he leaned closer to her. “Promise me that you will be reborn?” with that he claimed her lips. ••• Nineteen years later••• Standing in front of a gigantic painting, was Xerxes Mikaelson who seemed lost in thoughts as he stared oddly at the painting, having nothing but a scrunched facial expression.

“Why do we have to live like this? Is this really what you want to marry into?” “It’s only until I become Luna,” I say quietly, my shoulders sagging. “We just have to endure them until then.” “You will never be Luna, Cici.” She spins on me, shouting. Then she shakes her head. “I know you love Dante. And yeah, I think he’s the only decent person in this pack. But where have you ever seen an alpha marry a rogue? A packless woman like you? It almost never happens. You know that.” I scrub a hand down my face and wipe it on my jeans. “Dante is the only one I care about. As long as he loves me, everything will be fine.”

Elara's POV I’m in bed in my room at home, the TV serving as background noise while I read the book Victor had lent me. I was so immersed in the story, I was in the chapter where the mmc is going down on her. The way he describes her pussy, how much he loves her taste surprisingly is making all turned on and wet. I'm breathing harder as I took in the words and turned page after page, that I didn’t even register my bedroom door opening until my grandmother’s voice cut through the silence.

Suddenly the air felt thick with electricity. I skidded to a halt a few yards away from where he landed. He was shining like a beacon, his whole body bathed in the most beautiful white light. Impossible! Fated Mates are a myth! I mentally screamed, but my feet moved me toward him of their own volition. There was no denying that none of the others seemed to sense the electricity that was thick between us or the light emitting from him. I couldn't stop my feet from moving me closer either even as my brain screamed that only Lycan really had destined mates, fated mates were a Fae story told to little girls. My hand reached up as if to touch him, but before it actually could I felt a pain in the

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