Fast And Furious Fanfiction Novels & Stories

That money was a life-saving fund I had left for my mother’s treatment. Dizzy and near death, darkness crept into the edges of my vision. However, the thought that they would never spare my frail mother once I was gone ignited a surge of desperate, furious strength through my body. ‘Mandy, you and Thomas thought you could use my life to secure your promotion? ‘Then I’ll send you straight to hell to earn it!’ “Boom!” I slammed the scorching gas pedal to the floor with every ounce of strength I had. The burning car shot forward under the cameras, dragging a trail of fire across the feed.

He placed a finger on her lip, "Now lets switch places and go get lunch." Red nodded having nothing to defend herself this time. They both got down from the car and switched places with Daniel heaving multiple sighs of relief. ______________ Daniel drive his battered Ferrari back home while listening to Dane laughing at his ordeal on the phone. "Are you done?" He asked angrily. "Why do you sound like you didn't just star in a fast and furious?" Dane wheezed with laughter, "You must be thrilled and you don't know how to explain it." "Fuck you Dane!" Daniel spat before ending the call.

He could feel it all, the desperate, angry rhythm of thrusts, the slide of skin, the hollow frustration bleeding through the bond like poison. His own cock hardened instantly, traitorously, pressing against his trousers while nausea rolled through his chest. He knew what was happening. Ronan was fucking someone. Pouring all that rage and need into another person’s body. Elias could feel the wolf king’s dissatisfaction, the way the pleasure wasn’t landing right, but it still hurt like a blade between the ribs.

My stomach plummeted straight into my shoes. “Richard, what the actual fuck?! Slow down.” I snapped, my voice pitching high enough to compete with the horns. But of course, Mister Fast & Furious didn't. He just frowned at the road, foot pressing harder on the gas like my panic was his background music. Outside my window the city smeared into a watercolor, buildings melting into streaks of neon and gray. He drove like rage itself had hijacked the wheel, like proving his point was worth both of us crashing in flames. The bastard didn't stop until we reached my company's parking lot.

UnKnown POV The time will soon be upon us. Soon they’ll be here and we’ll have them with in our grasp. To have the ones that will usher in a new world will be grand; for we could change the world to any one that we want. I sat at my desk smiling at the paper that sat in front of me. So, they’re in the Forrest Lake Pack. Time to set things in motion. Jason POV

And it was accompanied by an uncontrollable feeling to squeeze her that almost drove his fiancée crazy from the pleasure. “Ahhh, fuck, go on... Ohhhh yeahhh, faster, babe!” She grabbed the young man by the hair, who continued to bang behind her. Her back was almost touching his bare chest. When in this position, her body becomes soft and is able to stretch out like that. Tristan also cursed, and even though his fiancée didn’t ask him to do it, he sped up on his own. When Jade screamed at the same time as she took muscle control, he also lost control of himself. His mind almost went blank, and his movement became violent.

"Darling, we don't need this much speed. Come on, ease up a bit... Your speed is so intense. With this speed of yours, I don't even think Lucas can catch up with us. But mark my words, Lucas and the other authorities will be hot on our trail. The traffic enforcers and road agents will be after us, chasing us down and landing us in jail with the way you're driving!" I observed him rambling on as I chuckled to myself. I couldn't suppress my laughter. It was a display of pure terror. I could envision just how terrified he had become. I used to adore driving like this, just like my father. "Quit being such a coward and shut your mouth!" I silenced him immediately as I pressed harder on the acce

“Ride me like you own me. Talk dirty tell me your fantasies while we do this.” I moved slowly, savoring the friction, then picked up pace, bouncing with building intensity. “I fantasized about this during the storm, your leg against mine. Now you’re inside me, fucking your cousin raw. Harder thrust up.” He obeyed, meeting my rhythm, our bodies slapping softly. We kissed to muffle sounds, tongues urgent.

My nipples continued to ache and filthy thoughts slithered into my mind, the bad girl longings described in romance novels. This was reckless. This was dangerous. This was... fabulous. "Buckle up, Sasha." His words were gruff, demanding and I obeyed his order immediately, my toes curling as he sped off down the crowded street. His command of the fabulous car was evident as he weaved through the traffic, accelerating after every traffic light, cornering the turns as if the Ferrari ran on rails.

I don't break from her as I lay her down on the bed and follow her; I move her up, but I make sure not to separate us. I then start to move my hips again, only this time I thrust harder and faster while making my kiss more and more dominant. I smile into my kiss as she screams into my mouth as she shatters underneath me. I keep going, increasing my thrusts harder and harder, faster and faster, but still building our pleasure until she is shattering again and again and again as I release deep inside her once again. I collapse over her, exhausted from loving her and the fast-paced travel. so with, not having a choice, I allow Wrath to take control and fall into darkness.