Fan Story Novels & Stories

"I know. Jen's a member." Emma blushed, pulling her hand out of Ray's, saddened by what she was about to do. "It's not just a spa. It's a place where women can have their fantasies brought to life." Ray cocked his head, studying Emma closely. "What do you mean, 'fantasies'?" Her blush deepened. "I mean sexual fantasies, Ray." He stood up, jumping to his feet with such force that he nearly turned the heavy coffee table over. "I don't understand," he said, moving further out into the room. "Jen goes there five or six times a month. Are you telling me she goes there to-"

“You’re serious.” “Dead serious.” Ronan leaned back in his chair, suddenly exhausted. Saying it out loud made it feel more real. More impossible. “The bond snapped on the battlefield that day. Right in the middle of trying to kill each other. I felt it. He felt it. There’s no mistaking it.” Garrick sank into the chair across from him without being invited. He looked like someone had hit him over the head with a war hammer. “The vampire king. Gods above, Ronan. Of all the people in Elyria…”

Hey, that shining blonde hair. Shit..! I quickly pulled over the hood of my cloak in a panic. Not him, please! I turned around in a hurry only to bump into the very person I was trying to avoid. "Well, well, well... If it isn't my favorite lady!" It was the boy with the devil's grin. "It seems like we met again. Isn't it fate?" Sasaeng fan : An obsessive fan who stalks or engages in other behavior constituting an invasion of the privacy of celebrities, specifically Korean idols, drama actors, or other public figures.

After the wound on my hand had mostly healed, I went to work at an orphanage as a music teacher. The children there were incredibly sweet. No matter how casually I played, they always responded with the most sincere praise. "Mr. Clinton, that was amazing! You're the best piano teacher ever—way better than that Petrova guy in our textbooks!" When they noticed my missing finger, they would say things like, "Mr. Clinton must've been too perfect, so fate got jealous and took one of his fingers away."

“Then maybe that’s your answer.” Later that night, Ryan stood by his window. The streetlights blurred in the distance. His inbox pinged again a reply from L. Tansey, offering a call. He didn’t answer yet. Instead, he opened a blank page. And he typed: “A Story That Doesn’t Belong To You” by Ryan Calloway He stared at the title for a long moment. Then under it, he wrote: “This isn’t a story about revenge. It’s about reclaiming.” Two weeks later.

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

“Lexy,” the voice whispered as a hand punched through my stomach. “You should have joined me.” So that’s it huh? This is how I die, a stake through my stomach and I don’t even get to see who did it? “Wake up! Lexy, wake up!” someone yelled at me. I shot upright in my seat, sweat streaming down my forehead. Next to me stood my girlfriend, Janea. She was tall with curly, jet-black hair, and smooth hazelnut colored skin.

Ruby did a mindlink to Sean. Hearing Ruby's anxious and scared tone Sean immediately went to his room. "What happened?" Sean said when he arrived at the room. "Sister-in-law is missing." Ruby said carefully. Sean looked around the room then walked to the balcony and found the sheet Ana had escaped with. Sean gripped the sheet tightly channeling his anger. "You won't be able to run Ana. Never!" Sean said in an angry tone. "I will find you." After saying that Sean immediately chased after Ana. Leaving Ruby who looked worried, her brother when angry would be very scary. And hopefully Sean could refrain from hurting Ana. ***

Her oral skills were highly developed and she came to the group already indoctrinated by the ridiculous revelations of a popular series of "Vampire" stories. They were well written and attracted the devotion of a number of disaffected young people to the romantic elements of vampirism. Lafitte had not hesitated to give the beautiful young girl the fang of creation. His long cock buried in her tight young pussy was treated to her violent changing life-force opening her core to his vampire seed. He had done that on several occasions and he never tired of the stimulation that replenished his sexual energy. Lafitte made a habit of tasting the pretty girl's blood early each morning before the sun

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”