Fanfiction House Novels & Stories

He comes quickly, completely overwhelmed by the sensation of fucking his destroyed wife, completely lost in the knowledge that her pussy has been claimed by another man's massive cock. Afterward, they lay tangled together, and both are already thinking about the next encounter. The electrician is coming next week. And after that, the contractor. And after that, multiple men at once, all of them destroying Tanya's pussy simultaneously while Marcus films and directs. The fantasy has evolved into something massive, all-consuming, completely life-defining. And they're embracing it with every fiber of their being.

"It was, but Duncan, Columbus's brother, is on the property, and I'm sending him instructions to have it rebuilt. I need to speak with Vorlyk. Franklin and I shared the house and would have continued living there even after I mated. Would you prefer your own home?" "I would have no problem living with Vorlyk and Madayah. She won't be happy unless she has plenty of people to cook for and she'll help run down our rascal of a child when he's born." Nicolas turned off the now-cold water and stepped out, grabbing a towel to dry his mate. "You're so sure it's a boy?" "I don't know, but that's what it feels like. After Victoria killed my daughter, I never thought to feel this again. But, this feels

"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-"

"Can you tell me where it is I am exactly before I choose?" "Well, you have lots of questions," He lets out a small laugh, "You're in the House of Shadows, in this particular realm each door is either a prison or a way to freedom. Don't think you are safe even if you happen to pick a door with no danger. Danger lurks in every direction here." I look at him with conviction. I can hardly believe he wanted me to pick a door that could potentially kill me, but then again he's a demon and only wants what amuses him most.

They’d moved into a gorgeous three-bedroom bungalow just west of the city proper, and Thea had fallen in love with it as much as she’d fallen for Anthony himself. “Did I tell you that Rebecca got another publisher wanting my graphic novel?” whispered Thea. Sneaky still hadn’t emerged from his carrier. “That’s four places now.” “Five, counting me.” “Oh yes, of course. How could I forget?” She grinned up at him, which just earned her a smacking kiss along with a pinched butt cheek.

“I haven’t been to T-thailand in over t-twenty years.” They breathed in the hot February air flooding their townhouse in Casino, an hour’s drive from the places they didn’t want to be: Evans Head, where Danny’s parents lived and fretted; from Lismore, the city in which they both worked, where the stabbing occurred and Aiden’s family connections stemmed from. Far away, all of it, just as it needed to be. This dwelling was their safe zone, one they even had a nickname for. The Panic Room. “I’m Jodie Foster-ing,” Danny would say, pretending to fight against forces pushing against the door from the other side. Forces that took the form of answering machine messages from Danny’s parents. “Hide, b

She'd been teasing me for the last half hour, torturing me while telling my mother all about herself. I'd listened with growing disbelief as Shelly invented an entire life, adding imaginary details on the fly, and Mom had eaten it up. So far as she was concerned, her only son was dating a college graduate. She rented a loft in the Village, kept a cat named Mr. Tibbs, and worked as a stenographer for a prominent law firm. Shelly made up family members as she needed them, regaled my mom with unhappy stories about ex-boyfriends, and expressed her desire to get married and start a family. A big one, she claimed, which was music to Mother's ears.

She was standing close to me, closer than she should and she sniffed me tentatively. “Sorry but I had a feeling that you were different.” “You’re fae.” “And you’re a dragon. Billy down the street’s a vampire and I live right next door to this one with my girlfriend Chandra. The fourth house belongs to Joey, he’s a lone wolf.” “That’s an interesting mix.” “Come on, let me take you through the house and then you can decide over coffee.” Lauren took me through the house and I had to admit that I loved it. The rooms were spacious and the kitchen was state-of-the-art. The house was modern and warm, everything done in whites and gray’s and I felt it speak to me.

After I returned home from traveling abroad, I found that our housekeeper had sued my husband and me. In court, she cradled her protruding belly and said with heart-wrenching anguish, "Gary and his wife are absolute scum! Under the guise of hiring a housekeeper, they lured me into their home, tied me to a bed, and abused me. "The child I'm carrying is Gary's!" Her mother, meanwhile, was sobbing uncontrollably. "Those two monsters have ruined my daughter's life. They deserve the death penalty!" No sooner had she spoken than a chorus of curses against my husband and me erupted from the gallery. "That scum is utterly brazen. He didn't even show up for the hearing! He must be punished sever

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