Final Fantasy 7 Fanfic Novels & Stories

The fire artificer approached Zhang Fan little by little, and his figure, like mist, gradually began to integrate into Zhang Fan's body, "Ah, what a perfect body! It's the real battle body. I'm getting the taste of rebirth..." The fire artificer moaned comfortably and happily.

I just want to make the both of them happy, after all there both pass through. I have to get close to Fiona and take her out to make her husband jealous and for him to explode

One hand fisted in her hair, the other reaching under to rub her oversensitive clit. “Come again,” he growled. “I want to feel you milk me.” She did—sobbing into the sheets, squirting hard around him. Only then did he let go—pulling out to paint hot stripes across her ass and back while Jade watched with hooded eyes, fingers lazily circling her own clit. They collapsed in a tangle of limbs, sweat-slick and breathless. After a moment, Jade kissed Lila softly, tasting herself on her lips.

Seven asked "No,,," She replied "You,,won't?" He asked slowly and she shook her head Seven wanted to say something but kept quiet "You can go" he said Rose walked two steps forward and faced him again "Actually,,I'm a fan" She said with a little smile "Annyeonghi gaseyo(bye)" She bowed her head "If you are a fan,,,then can you come here everyday?" Seven blurted out and her eyes widened "What?!" "What,,you said you're a fan. If you are really a Gleam(the fandom name) then you should agree,,what do you think?" Seven said with a smirk and Rose bite her lips

she teased, her voice filled with playful curiosity. Damian grinned down at her, his towering figure contrasting with her petite frame. "Well, Fi, just because you're tiny doesn't automatically make me a giant," he quipped, his tone lighthearted. Fiona laughed, her melodious voice ringing out in the bustling airport terminal. "Fair point," she conceded, her eyes dancing with mirth. "But seriously, you're like a whole foot taller than me! Did you secretly drink a potion that made you grow?"

My boyfriend never stayed up late, yet he pulled an all-nighter just to watch the sunrise with my best friend. He insisted it was for work and told me to stop overthinking it. Felix Grant and I had been together for seven years, but I never knew where I stood with him. I stuck with him when he had nothing and helped him build his company from scratch. But in all those years, he'd never spent more than a hundred dollars on a gift for me. He said having money didn't mean we should start wasting it. So I limited myself to less than a thousand dollars a month. Then he spent a fortune at an auction on a necklace just to make Gracie smile. My eyes stung with anger. "Lixi, how is this fair?" He fro

Melissa yelled. "How dare you go against my other! I already told you who you should mate with," Fiona roared her eyes were pure white now, she was furious. "I do what I want mum, I am sick of you controlling me and besides I am the Alpha now!...." Fiona threw light at him, he coughs out blood, but still talks. "She is my mate, I won't make someone else my mate except her, I marked her already and she is mine now. I won't choose someone else!" Damien growled. Fiona threw another lightning at him, but before it could get to him, Smith was quick to block it, surprising them all.

“Eris, I will do anything for you. If you want me to go and break Darius into pieces, I will do it. You mean everything to me, and be it curse or not. You’re my life, Eris…and I’m ready to give you mine.” - The next morning I woke up alone, and Kaya wasn’t there. It felt strange not to have him lay next to me. I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the weird feeling. 'Last night was... strange, wasn’t it?' Seven's voice appeared in my head, teasing me. 'You wanted Kaya all to yourself, didn’t you?' “Seven, stop it,” I muttered, feeling my face heat up. “Be mature. I’m 18 now, remember?”

And Seven with that grin was more dangerous than Urei with an army. Seven stood. Stretched like he didn’t have a gun pointed at him ten seconds ago. He stole the last spoon of my chowder and ate it grinning. “Relax, big guy,” he said around a mouthful. “I won’t marry her. I like my head where it is. But you? You’re gonna have to decide if you’d rather be her enforcer... or her alpha.” He tapped the locket with his spoon. I caught the locket before it slid off the edge, closed my fist around it until the melt hurts my palm.

My wife's student, Talon Palmer, hired someone to stab me, leaving me critically injured. In six years as an attorney, my wife Audrey Taylor had never lost a case. Yet she stayed up all night compiling nearly a hundred pages of trial materials, all to prove Talon innocent. I stood in the doorway for six straight hours, torturing myself as I watched her work. Finally, I asked hoarsely, "Why?" She didn't even look up. "You accused Talon of being the other man. All he did was ask that thug to pretend to be his brother and scare you. Everything that happened afterward was the thug's own doing. It had nothing to do with Talon." I shook my head in disbelief. Hysterical, I rushed forward and tr