Fanfic Prompt Novels & Stories

“You like it like this?” “Yes, harder,” I gasped. He pinched, sending sparks straight down my body. “God, you’re sexy when you beg.” I bit his lip, grinding against his thigh, the awkward angle only fueling the heat. “Brad, you’re driving me insane.” “Tell me what you want. Your fantasies.” The words tumbled out before I could stop them. “Somewhere risky. Like… the hospital stairwell. You pinning me to the wall and kissing me so hard I forget where I am.”

Shall we get some forbidden romance started? 😉🫦💕👅it's going to be sleek. Not your regular.

“Although I wouldn't say I cheated because you never agreed to date me.” “I have been chatting with a lady on a platform named Fantastic. I only became her fan because you pushed me away, and I was sad and angry. I needed comfort. I asked her to do things that I am not proud of like stripping, meeting me in a hotel and revealing her face for me for cash.”

But it was not enough. I dried off and put on a loose tank top and panties. No bra. I lay in bed and tried to sleep. The fantasy came strong. In my mind Frank stood over me. His pants open. His thick cock in front of my face. I opened my mouth and took him in. Deep. I sucked and licked while he groaned my name. His hand in my hair. Guiding me.

Group chat in F******k and non-stop messages. — Little niece to take care of Captain Paul’s hard work, please accept red envelopes. — Little niece to take care of Captain Paul's hard work, please accept red envelopes. — Little niece to take care ofCaptain Paul's hard work, please accept red envelopes. — Little niece to take care ofCaptain Paul's hard work, please accept red envelopes. …… Someone else sends you lucky money, it's difficult to control yourself not to open it, red envelopes $10 of "Firefighters are good at catching cats" also worked Fiona startle.

she let out as Anna brought out her small finger as a way of sailing their promise. “I pinky swear Anna,” she let out as the little girl continued to munch on her food. “I would give Fabian a call, so he can drop you wherever your destination is,” Felix let out, staring at the magazine before him. “That's wholly not necessary sir, I can use the taxi,” she let out politely.

Honestly, I want to make him die so the story will end once and for all and I can go on writing an R18 novel, yet I always end up getting some bizarre ideas to continue this bizarre story. He then strokes her beautiful back layered in the red dress of hers gently. Wait, why the writing style is like the one in the R18 novel?! She then helps him get up. “Fight then, hun. If that’s what you want.” She holds both of his hands tightly. ”But promise me to stay alive, okay?” She smiles at him. “Your Highness,” Pukan said. Alfi averts his gaze to Pukan and says, ”What is it?”