Fangs Of Fortune Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"I'll work for you under one condition." I say. "What's that?" "You'll marry me", He smirks revealing breathtaking dimples "Are you sure about that?." I pause for a moment then look straight into his eyes "I'm sure." I would marry Giovanni D'Errico and find a way to get back my fortune. Whatever it takes. Emily Rivera is trapped in a loveless marriage of three years with an unfaithful husband which eventually ends up in divorce papers. Devastated and heartbroken, she goes back to her parents' house and is even more devastated when she finds out her father was dead, she is hit with an even more shocking revelation, her father Alfonso Rivera had left behind a billion d

He grabbed Lauren's hand and turned her to face him, then his eyes widened at what he saw. The colour of her eyes had changed from its usual brown to a blinding red. Before Aidan could do anything, she grabbed his hand and flung him across the room, all the while yelling at the top of her voice. "You don't know!" She screamed, then came for him again. But this time he was ready. He landed on his feet and faced her with his fangs and claws extended. When she came he hit her with his body with so much force that she flew back and hit the frame of her bed, landing with a hard thud on the bed. He flew at her and landed on top of her, pinning her arms and legs down with his. She snarled at him wi

I let his closeness enter my systems and lower my defenses. I didn’t want to, but I trusted him. He walked over to my brother’s motionless body. His pallor had worsened, blood pooled on the bed, where the wound on his head was still open. “I don’t like you seeing this,” he murmured, just before his fangs grew.

“I hate you, Ethan! I despise you! I’m never going to forgive someone like you! You’re nothing compared to your twin! You’re selfish, a rascal, an imbecile, and a jerk who doesn’t even know what life is!” His eye twitched, and I saw something flicker—something that triggered him. His fangs sharpened and shone directly in my vision. He shoved me onto the bed and pressed his body on top of mine, crushing me with his full weight. His claws wrapped around my neck, the sharp nails digging into my flesh. I couldn't breathe properly; he wasn't thinking straight anymore. “How dare you! After saving your life, this is how you repay me?!”

How he had dreamed of this day for so long. Her dress lay discarded on the floor, leaving only her stockings behind. In a flash, Drew had swept everything aside, leaving Felicity exposed and vulnerable before him. She yearned for his clothes to join hers in disarray, but he hesitated, retreating slightly. She wanted to voice her frustration, but then she sensed the primal energy within him stirring; his wolf was on the verge of breaking free. His breath came out in heavy bursts, reminiscent of a train racing down the tracks, and a low growl rumbled from deep within him as his fingers elongated, fangs glistening.

Freya, a gray tabby, circles the couch, giving Lucas the stink eye, and Pandora, an orange-white-and-black calico sits on the bottom stair, growling. Lucas looks at each of them, and for a second, I think he can sense them for what they really are. “It’s late,” I blurt. “For me at least. And I’ve had a long, trying day. Thank you again for taking me home. We have no debt.” “We never did,” he says, cocky grin taking over his face once again. “What?” “You think I don’t know when blood is spilled in my own place of business? I could smell it the second he sank his teeth into her neck.”

I ordered, he raised a brow and chuckled. “Can’t, but I won’t say I don’t like you, but my God, you look damn sexy in that red dress you wore to the club, I felt like…….like” he paused. “Tearing it off and doing wicked things to me” I finished for him. Arthur grinned he laughed out loud, somewhere away, Flint backed excitedly when he heard Arthur laugh. Arthur's hand on my butt tightened. “I am glad I married a vixen for a wife” he said and I fell in love again, I smiled contentedly as Arthur carried me in, maybe this marriage wasn’t bad at all, I sure would find out.

Maris' tongue automatically glued to the roof of her tongue as she swallowed all the uncensored words that almost slipped out of her lips. She chanced a glance at Lucy who was walking beside Dracula, their fingers intwined as they led the others on feet. Her gaze burnt through the back of Lucy's head and she glanced over her shoulder to meet Maris' pleading gaze. 'Help me' Maris muttered, but Lucy only offered a blank look before glancing away to her front. Maris was a stalwart young woman, but things were beginning to deteriorate. She was at her wits' that she didn't know what to do to end this all.

I can't afford to lose him because of me. Is this the supposed princess of Fellaorpa? a careless princess and does not know how to obey the law! I hated myself! "Wyn, please. Do this for me." I rubbed his cheek again with trembling hands. And as soon as his fangs came out along with the burning of his blood -colored eyes, I was completely cold. I just closed my eyes when he easily removed the sleeve of my dress. At the same time, I firmly gripped his arm as his fang sank into my skin.

Celine lit the light so that she could discover his sermons, she returned to him watching him suffer without realizing the reason, drawing her eyes His eminent fiancé was fully prepared with his mouth, and she did not understand herself except as she passed her forefinger over his serrated fang, led by her impudent curiosity, and soon touched until a drop of blood flowed from the tip of her forefinger to his fang, causing Kayden to rise up, who moved away from the bed, calling her in a tone like a roar: