F1 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I just want to make the both of them happy, after all there both pass through. I have to get close to Fiona and take her out to make her husband jealous and for him to explode

“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.”

****** Sam's stepfather shares her body with his friends. This story features reluctance and non-consent as well as sex between a stepfather and his daughter. It is rough and hard and deeply unrealistic. This is fiction and only fiction, every fictional character is over eighteen and it should be read as fantasy, entirely unrelated to anything remotely acceptable in the real world. Nothing about this is okay, but it is hot to read fictional characters experiencing it. Enjoy. ******

He deeply sighed and had this sad smile on his face, as if he was disappointed by something. Right, he must be talking about Faine, Hemilia best friend. But she hates the royal family, this is going to be a good story and to watch their interaction, a person who hates the royal family, but a member of the royalty appreciate her. This could be enemies to lovers books. "When did you start loving her?" I asked while puffing the smoke out of my mouth, creating a cloud full of toxicity.

But she couldn’t explain it away, not when she looked at his mouth from which two teeth were protruding now. No, not teeth. Fangs! Pointy, sharp fangs like those of an animal. Like a Sabertooth tiger. She couldn’t think it, no, because to think it made it real. It couldn’t be real. It didn’t exist. He didn’t exist, not like that.

" ************** OMG its over AHHHHH.... I really did cry this time. Anyway I love them so much and I will miss them so much. But I am writing another book in this next chapter titled: SISTERS DESIRE, and you guys should really goo check it out. Its a fictional story that involves incest, but it is not an incest only story. It focuses on Harem Lit. All characters involved in sexual activities of any kind are eighteen years or older. None of these events are real, no matter how badly we may want them to be. (Sucks doesn't it) Please rate and comment. Enjoy. and I think its really interesting.

Darian whispered in Fahira's ear before leaving a small bite on her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine. Darian chuckled as he saw the orange color spread from Fahira's face to her fair neck. He lowered his head and planted a wet kiss on her white neck, teasing her sensitive spot, which had become his new hobby. Seeing the flicker of desire in Fahira's eyes intensified, Darian didn't want to waste the opportunity. He connected their lips again, and without realizing it, Fahira's body bumped against the edge of the bed, causing her to fall back. Quickly, Darian pinned Fahira's body and swiftly satisfied his desires in just 10 minutes.

Only now, there were no secrets…. There was no denying I had missed my friends. I just hoped they missed me, and could forgive me. I nodded. “I think you may be right.” “Nico is now married with a young baby. And Freddie has just taken a chosen mate. So there would no doubt a lot to catch up on. I am sure the two of them would be delighted to know you have found a chosen mate too.” Dad said with a smile, as he glanced toward Presley. A chosen mate... Of course, that was what they believed she was. A wave of guilt flooded through me. I suddenly felt bad for lying. They had no clue that what they believed was nothing but a created story to gain my own way…

"Raykon hates women. He would never trust one and his propensity for violence would leave visible scars. It must be a man. We've tried drawing him out, but our ideas have failed." "He will show his true colors eventually and we will end his life in the worst possible way." Zenya loved the fact that Emily had no problem drawing blood or fighting. Her alpha power was so much a part of her, and for a few seconds Zenya wished for more courage and fighting skills. "I want you just the way you are, my love." Nicolas's words appeared in her mind. He was doing it more and more. It seemed to be easiest when she was troubled. He was also nosey and she sent her own message back to that effect.

Oh no. Jake was scrutinizing my blanched expression with entirely too much satisfaction. "That's not all," he continued in a tone dripping pseudo innocence. "Apparently her big literary debut dished scalding details over steaming up the sheets with some mysterious celebrity athlete ex who has to remain unnamed due to privacy protections..." His eyes bored into mine, grin stretching into a full-throated leer. "So much so, they're straight calling this a case we love t hear more about the two lovebirds."