Fimfiction Cinematic Adventures Novels & Stories

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"I feel like I'm living in a fantasy." Braden closed the gap between our lips and kissed me deeply. His hand going behind my head gripping hair slightly pressing my lips harder against his. He pulled away slightly, causing me to whimper because he stopped. "Tonight, I'm taking your innocence and making you mine." Braden growled. I nodded in response. Braden closed the gap again and kissed me softly this time. "Come on, let's get out of here and go pay Allie and Miranda a visit." I nodded, as Braden took a step away from me. He smirked. "Afraid to look down ain't you darling." He said teasingly.

Maria offered, moving closer to the couch Lee was on. She took a deep breath before she started. She knew they wouldn’t believe half of what she’d tell them because most of it sounded impossible, but they wanted to know. She told them what she’d seen—the wolves, her family getting killed, Ash and the guys, the psycho ex-girlfriend, the blood, the fight, everything. She told them exactly what she saw and heard. She tried to explain to them how she saw what she did which was hopeless, it sounded like she was describing a sci-fi movie. They were mute; they looked at her with clueless expressions. She knew they’d think it was ridiculous, or that she had finally totally lost her mind.

"Okay. It started one humid summer night at that place I was sent to because of my previous misdeminor you all know about. Anyway, I was walking around minding my own business when all of a sudden this big scary alpha crashes into me from behind and starts rambling about wanting to be alone with me," I take a breath and make sure to look at everyone in the jury, "Now, Franco is saying that I 'was all over him for days, seducing him' but I have the whole camp as a witness and they know that I adore my Fated Alpha, Elliot Thorne, and I was only being nice to Franco because we all thought he was in love with me and I didn't want to make him feel bad. "

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And stepping into his life, I learned that the powerful Alpha everyone feared wasn’t as unshakable as he seemed. That first month, the relentless work pace broke him down. I’d seen him burning with a fever, refusing to set foot in a hospital. I’d seen him pale and delirious, muttering incoherently in his sleep. That night, his skin was scorching, his breathing shallow. He reached for my hand—always cold—and pressed it to his cheek like it was the only relief in the world. And I let him hold on. All night. Maybe that was the moment the line between us blurred, just enough to be dangerous.

Chapter One – I tightened the strap on my camera, my breath fogging in the cool night air as I ducked behind a parked Sedan, heart hammering against my ribs. I had been chasing Chester Beaufort for weeks. He was a brooding Hollywood star whose latest scandal had sent tabloids into a frenzy. He had a heated argument outside a high-end club and he must've slipped away alone to be here. But unfortunately for him, I had discreetly followed him.

​The figure smiled, revealing teeth made of "Dialogue-Fragments." ​"I’m the Ghostwriter," he said. "And I’ve been hired by your father’s Real-World Estate to file an injunction. But it’s gonna get messy." ​Suddenly, the red ink began to flood the 401st Chapter, turning the blue sky into a dark, rainy night in a city that shouldn't exist. ​[NARRATIVE ERROR: GENRE-FLIP DETECTED. ROMANCE-FANTASY IS NOW... NOIR-THRILLER.]

The final weeks of the semester felt like a fever dream. Quinn had completely lost control of her life in the best and most terrifying way possible. Every night, sometimes even during the day when the building was quiet, she found herself back in Dr. Malcolm Reed’s office. Their encounters had become longer, more intense, and increasingly risky. They barely bothered with pretense anymore. The moment the door locked, clothes came off and they went at it like animals who knew their time was running out.

*** Ana was on an airplane flying to Alaska. The girl could imagine how Darice would react if she found out about her reckless behavior. Darice would definitely get angry and sulk at her. But Ana would think about that later. Now she had to focus on Prof. Adams' assignment. "Excuse me, Miss. This is food for you." A flight attendant came to give her food. Ana nodded while saying thank you. The girl started eating her food. After she finished eating, the flight attendant came back to clean up the table. Ana decided to sleep until she reached her destination.