Fast And The Furious Fanfiction

“Say it like you mean it, darling,” he purred, leaning in and licking my neck, “and I might stop.” * My mother got remarried… and cursed me in the process. I thought moving into this mansion would be the worst part of it. I was wrong. Because living here means living under the same roof with them. The Varkas brothers. Beautiful. Dangerous. Possessive. And absolutely, devastatingly off-limits. They call me “stepsister.” But the way they look at me? The way they touch me? It’s anything but brotherly. There’s something wrong with them. Something not… human. I can feel it in the way their eyes flash when they’re angry. In the way their bodies burn hotter than they should. In the way they move, like predators in the dark. I don’t know what they are. But I know one thing… whatever’s hunting me now, I won’t survive it. Not if I keep letting them close. Not if I keep letting them ruin me with their hands, their mouths, their filthy words. I should run. I should fight. But the truth is… part of me doesn’t want to escape. Because whatever they are… I crave it. And once they claim me, there’s no coming back. One more thing… All three of them touch me, all three of them make me feel things, but there’s one in particular… One… * AUTHOR’S NOTE: A fair warning before you open this book; this isn't a sweet romance kind of book. It’s dark, filled with sensual fantasies, fleshing longings, erotic musings, and lots, and lots of smut. So if this is your kind of vibe, “Welcome, princess and make sure you wear your seat belt.” But if this is not, then…

Nadia's fate was sealed the moment she was born. She was born in the courtesan community, which solely existed to please the king and other royalties in the palace. Her family loved their profession and the riches that they amassed from their kinky exploits. Nadia, however, yearned for a normal life with a simple guy, growing vegetables and cooking gourmet delicacies, being the foodie she was. Ian was the young Prince of a powerful kingdom who was popular for two things: his conquests on the battlefield and those in the bed. He was proud of his ability to turn any woman into a sex addict, that is until he met Nadia.

BOOK TWO OF THE MOON PRINCESS TRILOGY Caleb has decided to return after over one hundred and seventy-four years. After leaving Kyra and the rest of the pack. Shortly after arriving he finds that Kyra is visiting her family and then an attack causes Hunter to lose his life. Because of someone close to him, Hunter is sent to Purgatory, where he will have to do everything in his power to get free and return to Kyra. No one knows Hunter is trying to survive, while everyone else is trying to overcome the loss and overcome the monster that has planted itself in the depths of Caleb's soul. Kyra struggles to accept losing her mate and learning Caleb's truth. Secrets are revealed. They say the truth will set you free. Except in this case, will the truth be what Kyra needs to accept everything, or will it drive a wedge between her and Caleb as second chance mates? Was Caleb's return the reason for Krya's world to crash and burn around her? Will Kyra be able to accept Caleb and love him when her heart belongs to Hunter? Can Hunter find a way to get free? If he does, what will it take to return to Kyra?

Synopsis: Not all betrayals should lead you nowhere. Max, my fiance, abandoned me on the red carpet, approached my claimed younger sister Fiona, and escorted her to the priest right in front of my eyes. In the end, he married her with the blessing of my parents. It's really hilarious how these people encouraged me to marry him. If that wasn't tragic enough, Fiona then splashed filthy water all over my beautiful wedding gown. I had no royal roots as the daughter of a prostitute, so I didn't argue or fight since I knew it would never end. But they all seem to forget one thing: a diamond was just an ordinary stone until a polisher revealed its worth. Life couldn't have treated me better by giving me the name Diamond, and I knew I wasn't destined for a dead end. I am the diamond, and I am waiting for the lucky one to polish me and reveal my real brightness. Do I need a polisher? Will I find someone to help me get back at those who have betrayed me? Or will I become my own polisher, shaping my own destiny?

Billionaire bad boy Jack Fernando and his fiancee Beatrice Claire were a couple who acted recklessly and wildly. They loved partying and wouldn't want to trade their freedom for anything in the world. They never gave a shit about anyone's opinion. Jack is ordered by his father to settle down before he can be eligible to inherit the Fernando fortune. He gives Jack a deadline. Jack uses this opportunity to propose to his girlfriend Beatrice. Unfortunately, she abandons him and travels out of the country with her rich new lover. Jack's next line of action is to sign a marriage contract with his secretary—Briana. He promises to give her a huge amount of money after the deal was complete and he says the contract will end after six months. Two months into their fake marriage Jack is furious that Braina, his secretary is pregnant. He is very sure he isn't responsible and he thinks she cheated on him. Does this pregnancy change anything? Will Jack terminate the contract? Will Jack and his secretary fight to eliminate the evil that intends to destroy them both or will they part ways forever as so many challenges come at them? This is indeed a Contract of love and tears!

Aurora's world turns upside down when she gets stuck in the midst of an unwanted pregnancy and the quest for 'The Heart of Magic.' Dragons, werewolves and witches; all are in a bid to trap, lure and use Aurora to obtain the stone. How will Aurora protect herself and her baby from the power-hungry creatures? Whom will she choose to side with: the powerful dragons, ferocious werewolves, cunning witches or will she choose to be on her own?

My twin sister Elena and I were mated to the Alpha twins. Only the first pup born between my sister and me would become the pack’s Alpha heir. My sister got pregnant a month before me and she was supposed to give birth to the heir first, but I went into labor prematurely a month early. But when I was about to give birth, I chose to sit in a chamber filled with special potions that suppresses contractions. Because in my previous life, my Alpha mate Marcus had dragged me into wolfsbane-laced water to delay my labor. In the end, both my pup and I had died there. The agony had been unbearable. I'd sobbed and pleaded, begging him to explain why he was doing this to me. But he'd ignored my cries completely. All he cared about was rushing Elena to the pack's birthing den. "My brother Gabriel died saving my life," he'd snarled at me then. "The only way to honor that blood debt is to ensure his child becomes the pack heir. You can resent Elena all you want on any other day, but not today. Just hold on a little longer." "This is a special potion. You'll be safe and sound. Trust me!" Safe？ I'd suffered in that basement chamber for an entire day and night. My child suffocated in my womb while the wolfsbane poisoning consumed me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day of my labor. This time, I have to save myself.

Lucas Blackwood was an alpha werewolf until his pack and mate were brutally killed by a secret notorious pack with questionable propaganda. Having suffered a fate worse than death by the feeling of losing the bond to both his mate and pack, he's sworn to track down and destroy the rogue pack no matter what it takes. He takes up a teaching job in a remote town where he believes their hideout to be and begins hunting them by night, but there's this human girl in his class whose scent drives him crazy with want. This shouldn't be possible since werewolves are known to mate for life and attraction to a human is impossible...right? Marcella Garcia is the classic bookworm who everyone hates for being a know-it-all but she swears she always feels a tug pulling her towards the new and cruel history professor that she can't explain. And if her secret observations of him are correct, there is something not quite right about the professor, something not quite...human.

'Calm down Tamara, I can explain. ' My extra alert ears collected the sound waves, sending them to the brain for interpretation. I couldn't believe it! He was asking me to calm down after saying such words. 'My mind can only picture you between her legs right now, and you want me to calm down? ' The flames continued growing just as the invisible force wrenched me near him. His wide eyes met with mine as I leaned in closer to him, tiptoeing on my feet to reach just below his ear. 'The remedy for fire is fire.' My arms were convulsively grasped yet again by the inexplicable force. I failed miserably to counter the forced actions as my hands tore my blouse in an instant. 'No!' His shout was a second late because the flames died out as my hands embedded into the cloth, pulling it apart in ferocious strength. ********* Orphaned and living as the only witch in a pack of werewolves, Tamara is hated and ridiculed despite her kindness. When the Alpha of the pack, Alpha Ryker turns out to be her mate, everything changes. Their bond is fated and sealed, and so is Tamara's role in saving the pack. Their victory depends on a prophecy and one life must be lost for others to be saved. As the pack's antagonist rises to power, she must team up with her mate despite the storms, betrayal and secrets surrounding them. Will they withstand or with the storm destroy everything they have ever known?

Fear enveloped me as I watched the one person who was my friend being choked to death. “No one touches what’s mine,” He growled possessively. My heart thumped as I stared at the scene which was unfolding before me. I shook my head, bringing myself back to reality. I need to do something. “Aymeric Please” I pleaded with him, trying to take off his hand from Finn’s Neck “I told you little Kitten, I don’t like to share,” He growled tightening his grip on Finn’s neck I tilted my head, tears filling my eyes. This was my fault. I was about to cost a man his life because I didn’t leave that night.