Fanfiction Sterek Novels & Stories

I set the glass down hard. Something was wrong. But by then it was too late. A strange heat started to spread swiftly through my body via my blood vessels. The warmth climbed down from my chest and deep down into my gut. My pulse increased. "Well, well." I glanced to the side and saw that it was the eerie stranger from before. His smirk was too wide. “You look tense,” he murmured as he began to brush himself against me. A hot flash hit me when I tried to move. "Stay still," he leaned in close to whisper as one of his hands slid onto my thigh.

I pull on some thick warm socks and follow him into the kitchen, where he immediately starts frying up some sausages and eggs. “That’s one thing I like about not spending any time around humans,” Sterling says, tossing an egg behind his back and whirling around to catch it on the edge of a spatula. “I can eat like a wolf, and no one notices or cares.” I shrug. I have never really been around humans. I came into being alongside Layla, who was on a quest to discover and deepen her shifter magic, and then I was in the celestial realm with a bunch of magical beings.

"No! Stop it! Don't you dare touch her again!" "Next time, it will be her life I will come for, so choose your words carefully." "Cara." I blurted, biting my lips hard because I didn't want to say more, and groaning in pain because I had to say more. "I'm from the Silver Eye pack, but you are right, I'm not a wolf." He frowned in awe. "What on earth are you, then? A faceshifter? Does that still—" Styker dropped dead in front of me. I looked and saw his men dropping dead, too. Arrows lodged in their necks, all having an exit.

My in-game ID in "Galaxy Rim" was "Moonwalker," and I was the top-paying mage on the entire server. Half a month ago, my Alien-brand computer had been sent in for repairs, so I had borrowed Stacy's cheap laptop once. I never expected her to secretly save my password. Not only did she steal my account, but she also secretly saved my aesthetic social media photos that were only visible for three days, used them to present herself as a rich and beautiful girl, and started flirting with multiple players in the game at once.

“This pussy is mine tonight.” I came again, screaming his name, my body shaking uncontrollably. Alex flipped me onto my hands and knees on the floor, ass high in the air. He spanked me hard, the sharp smacks echoing as he slammed back inside. The mix of pain and pleasure was intoxicating. He fucked me like an animal ,fast, deep, and possessive,while raining more spanks on my reddening ass. “Again,” I begged breathlessly. “Spank me while you destroy me.”

Dark Themes: Includes themes of obsession, dub-con (dubious consent), and power imbalance. Non-Consensual Elements: Scenes involving sexual assault, necrophilic undertones (as practiced by the antagonist), and forced submission. Violence: Graphic depictions of violence, physical abuse, and murder. Polyamory/Menage: Explicit sexual encounters involving multiple partners (Reverse Harem/Seven-to-one). Taboo/Incestuous Elements: Mentions of potential incestuous background and "Father-in-law" taboo dynamics (Special Episode). All stories, characters, and events are purely fictional. This work explores the darker desires and raw impulses of its characters.

she glances at the bulge in my pants. "Oh, you’re definitely going to suck my cock, Kira." I rub her parted lips with a thumb. "Wear that lipstick I like tomorrow." Her eyes widen when understanding dawns on her. Did she think this was a one-time thing? I meant it when I said I was going to act out all those fantasies of hers as well as some of my own. ______ Shane’s text message arrives as I reach my car. [I found Grisha’s lackey.] It’s accompanied by the picture of a man stripped to his underwear and strung up the roof of Shane’s favorite spot—the container he prefers to call ‘purgatory’.

Note: The title is a request from the reader. You can add yours when sending a request. This also has a touch of FF action. ..... The tray was warm against her palm as she walked in. There were three glasses of whiskey on the tray, and they should have made the tray cold, but they didn't. Ray crossed the main floor of The Scarlet Sea with her bare feet since they weren't allowed shoes in there, for those who have a foot fetish. The apron she was putting on was the only covering she had.

Gloria loved to debase her milk tasters with little acts of humiliation that mollified her basic role of submissive servant for pleasure. Lafitte was right on the edge. He could feel his spunk rising deep inside his immortal core. He knew he could never have children but the instinct to procreate was strong in his cock. His creation fang was vibrating with intense desire. He fought off the urge to bury his fang in the middle-aged woman's lustrous white skin and allowed his vampire juices to escape deep inside her tight clutching rectum.