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I know that this conversation is going nowhere, and that she probably wants to defend her straight Fanfic, and her characters with no chemistry. — They make a beautiful couple. Kanya is perfect for Will, she comes from a noble family, practically a princess, and my son will be the CEO of our companies, in the future a marriage between them seems inevitable, and... I can't imagine something like that, it's impossible. This Fanfic of hers is doomed to be a nice, big, flop. — This story would be perfect if the future CEO liked a woman, but I think you know he likes a man, don't you?

It's finally here! Finding Us, formerly known as ‘Crazy About Boys | Finding The One’ when it was originally written on Wattpad, is a New Adult Fiction novel, which is a subgenre of Romance. Since there isn't a New Adult Fiction tag, I'm forced to use the Romance tag. However, there isn't much of a difference, except the aforementioned explains the book better.

LARA's POV While pretending to be Leonardo Knight’s girlfriend, I’ve had the honor—and I use that term loosely—of meeting all kinds of his fans. Over time, I’ve managed to sort them into three very specific categories: Casual fans, enthusiastic fans, and super psycho fans.

I agreed and glanced at Fane who was chewing on his bottom lip. "I think Firo is causing problems by using the gift he inherited from his mother. I just can't figure out how he infected them," I mumbled sourly and Fane glanced over at me. I cocked my brow and glared back at him. He cleared his throat and said he infected people with a certain sound pitch.

Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Beware of typos and wrong grammar! PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME! His Luna Series 1: His Hunter Luna Status: On-Going Language: English Genre: Werewolf/Romance Written by: pinkfantaxxy Started: 08/22/24

"I'm going to demand half of your property in exchange for all the hard work I'm putting in uniting you with Claire, MacIntyre! You cause mess after mess and I have to clean up after you. Who do you think I am— Your personal janitor! I can't even curse you knowing you already have many problems in your life." Cole gritted his teeth as he typed comment after comment, replying in existing discussions, thus starting new conversations. He was flabbergasted seeing Hunter's Fandom. It really seemed like his friend ran a secret IT Cell to act as his fans and defend him online. The craze for him was crazy, and the fact that Hunter was chasing after his wife was fueling everyone's curiosity. They wer

I kept remembering Freya’s words, "...if you discover him with another woman, you make no move, you bear the pain knowing that you failed, and so he has to find satisfaction somewhere else" Could Thane be away, seeking satisfaction from another woman since I hadn’t satisfied him? I remembered the feel of his fingers in me, going in and out... what if he did more, what if Axel hadn't stopped him, what would it feel like? I picked up the book titled 'Barbara's Fantasies', the one I had found in the library. I had hidden it beneath the bed, hoping that it would never be discovered. I opened the book. It was like some kind of Diary- belonging to a woman named Barbara, but instead of recording me

Usually, she was jumping between Kaelen and Alex, but was mostly with Kaelen. "Oh, I think you do," Amanda took a step closer, "You know, for a girl who's practically invisible, you certainly have a very vivid and wild imagination. Especially when it comes to my boyfriend!" She leaned her face into Elias, invading her personal space,"Or should I say, Fantasy boyfriend," And that was when it finally hit Elias, and a chill ran down her spine all the way down to her bones. The book. It was...her Fantasy book.

Her pussy glistened with arousal, lips puffy and twitching, clit already begging. She whimpered. Then something touched her. A warm enchanted tendril ran along the folds of her cunt. Not rough nor gentle but curious. “So wet already,” he murmured. “You’re aching to be used. Do you fantasize about being forced, little acolyte? Being taken on the altar while your sisters pray above?” “Stop it—gods, stop—” Another tendril flicked her clit. She jerked violently. Her mouth opened in a moan before she could stop it.

Lafitte surmised the boy had a lot of friends on board his unknown ship. Lafitte was waiting patiently for the college girl to recover her full senses. Her stirring changed into fearful whimpers of despair and her pretty blue eyes fluttered open to take in his terrible visage. His cock was sticking up fully erect and placed dangerously ready between her shapely legs. His fingers twisted her sensitive nipples with a skill that made her moan sensuously with each tender flick. He had dipped into her vein several times during the night but just enough to increase his desire and his stamina for the anal impalement he waited for so patiently.