Fabio Novels & Stories

He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people. Did someone come to mind, because I know one did for me. There's this one fuckboy at my school, Connor Owens, and he's probably the hottest guy in my grade. At least that's what all the girls think. He's tall, has brown hair, tanned skin, and the most mesmerizing bluish-green eyes. He's a really fun person to be around, and he's a pretty smart guy. We're in all the AP classes together.

“I was seventeen when she was diagnosed. They gave her two to three months, and at two she was gone.” I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around his waist, placing a kiss against his skin. “Who are you, Domenico?” He was silent as he thought about what I was asking. “I’m la Bestia. I want to be a man for you, Ari, but I don’t know how. I’ve been the beast for so long, covered in the blood of Ferrante’s enemies, that I don’t know how to be anything else.” “There’s more to you than that,” I said. I had seen it firsthand, felt it.

The name on the back said everything I needed to know and was enough to prove that I had to fear for my life. Fabio

Nigel sniggered, earning a displeased look from the rest of the council. "You talk like you're actually bold enough to deal with Ryan's wrath Lord Nigel," Fabio, the final member of the council finally spoke up. Fabio was very well known for his quiet nature. He would barely say a word during the meetings but when he did, he always sounded very serious. "Oh please Fabio, like he would actually dare to hurt any of us. The child might be brash with his decisions but I doubt he'd be brash enough to go against us directly," Nigel bragged and Fabio scoffed.

Her touch was cold, colder than death itself, yet so oddly comforting. “You’re so close now, Giovanni,” she whispered, leaning into me, her breath cool against my neck. “Everything you’ve worked for, everything you’ve suffered for, it’s finally within reach. The young boy's body really did help me. It is a shame that he had lost himself. It is a shame that he fell for my voice. But he came to my benefit. Caleb was his name, wasn't it?”

The deafening silence seemed like it lasted for hours. "Was the food delicious?" she asked out of the blue. He lifted his gaze at her in shock. "Mh?." "I mean dinner, was it nice?." "Oh, sure it was." "Sabina is a very good cook, unlike Zara." "Sorry, which are Sabina and Zara?" Jason asked confused. Sophia smiled knowing he was always never down to earth. "Sabina is the short one, then Zara tall and lanky." "Just like you" he added jokingly.

Luna Isobel stood near the entrance, gaze sharp, unreadable to anyone but me. “I need your help,” she said calmly. “Please follow me. Fabric just arrived, and there are things that I would like you to do before you choose, and before we distribute the rest to the consorts and maids.” “You mean slaves?” I said, looking at the girls, choosing to remind them of their position. None of them said a word, none of them reacted… and the worst part, she didn’t either. It was as if she was trained for this. I glanced once more at Lia, the way her shoulders eased just slightly, whether in relief or frustration I couldn’t tell, then I walked toward the door.

He asked in his robotic tone. “Find my Luna, Freya. Start by tracking her phone and then her location.”

“You are weak, for you had the opportunity to court Russell.” “Her older brother looks scary. It’s like he’s eating people.” Fabio chuckled. “Do you care to dance?” “Sure,” I replied with a nod. At a towering height of 6 feet, Fabio has secured a spot on the esteemed basketball team. Because I’m not wearing my shoes with high heels, I’m only up to his chin. I looked at him while we talked, seeing more of Adam’s apple than his face. As I reached out to touch Fabio’s shoulder, a sudden force seized me by the waist and yanked me away from him. To my great surprise, I could not stifle a scream, though

Lorenzo introduced. “Nice to meet you,Fab.”Miguel said stretching his hand to her. Lorenzo glared at him. Who says he could abbreviate her name? “It’s Fabiola,”He reminded and took Miguel’s hand away preventing him from shaking hands with his wife. Miguel laughed, not caring about Lorenzo's arrogance, and his gaze stayed on Fabiola. Fabiola felt disgusted each time she met his eyes. she couldn't imagine that such a cold Lorenzo could have such a rude and sultry family member!