Fiona Fat Novels & Stories

George asked as his eyebrows knit together in confusion. “Yes why a human, a helpless and most disgraceful creature on earth” Fiona said with a crispy voice,her lovely figure sat up right staring right into Jeremys eyes no one dared to except her, which disgusted Jeremy. Fiona is a witch, she’s average height, with short blond hair, her eyes were blue like Lenas. (Jeremy POV) I stood up from my chair,I was angered by Fiona's words. My inner beast was ready to pounce on her any moment from now.

"It was a collective effort, and No, I'm not angry at you guys." Zion sighed in relief. "Thanks, Luna Fiona." "You're welcome," I responded. "And please skip the honorifics when we're alone, okay?" Zion scratched his head. "Sure." "What about Tiana?" I asked. "Uhmm–" "What?" "Luna Fiona— Fiona you're releasing so much pheromones, it's making us scared," Zion said.

Of course, it had been a shock to everyone when they learned from the news that Fiona was Sofia's daughter. "Believe me, I have better things to do," she said, already turning to leave. But Helen was faster. “Of course you’re here to gloat. I bet it was you. You told your useless mother to reject my photos, didn’t you?” Fiona stopped a few feet away, surprised by the direct attack but not backing down. She laughed lightly, but it was sharp, mocking, without cruelty but with confidence. “The photos where you looked more like a cheap adult actress than a professional model? You really thought Empowear, a company that actually cares about female empowerment, would use images that objectify wome

He continued in a friendly manner, "So, you're Fiona, right?" "Yup. That's me," Fiona replied smilingly. Cassian gave Fiona a quick once-over. Damn, that chick really had a huge rack. Seriously, Cassian had a feeling that Fiona had grown up drinking milk. Why else would her boobs be that big? In fact, they were even bigger than Vera's and Serena's racks! This was definitely illogical! Meanwhile, Fiona gazed at Cassian admiringly. "I heard from the others that you're a very skilled doctor, Dr. York!"

Fiona looked almost sad for me. “Fúck them again?” I rubbed my forehead, trying to process. “I can’t believe they were working together against me.” Fiona moved closer in the hot tub. “I hope you see the upside.” “There’s an upside?” “I’d like to think so. I’ve always had a school-girl-type crush on you, so I’ve been wanting to fúck you at least as long as they wanted your wife. I’d like to make a pack with you. As long as they’re screwing your wife, you and I can fúck like bunnies. What do you say?”

AUTHOR’S POV “My princess, will that be all?” Fiona asked as she watched Sunitra settle into the hot bath she made for her. The Fae princess placed her head on the edge of the bathtub as she breathed the mixture of rose-scented herbs, “No, Fiona. Thank you.”

Fiona grinned mischievously, “Back in my wild days, I knew an audio-visual store owner with a rich collection of films. Aren’t you looking for…that? I’ve sourced some for you, study up.” Bella paused, then caught on, “Adult films?” Such things weren’t particularly interesting, but Fiona’s suggestion piqued her curiosity. Fiona gave her a knowing look, “European, Japanese, anime…though Japanese ones aren’t great, too ugly.” “Got any Ultraman?” Fiona scrutinized her disdainfully. No wonder they were incompatible. Ultraman? Where’s the appeal in that? “You also want to watch Transformers?” “Transformers shoot oil.” She had inadvertently seen Transformers erotic fan art—way too much for her.

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

"Why are you here? Please explain yourself." "Fiona wanted me to tag along so I can take down the meeting minutes." I look at her hands to see if she's holding a notepad, but to my amazement, she's actually carefully holding a large computer tablet between her fingers. Her face breaks out into a smile as she stares at me. When she catches me looking at her hands, she gives me an even brighter smile. Her smile pisses me off. "Oh, this, Mr Waugh. Actually, I thought it was high time I put in a request for a company tablet so I can take down the notes efficiently and not waste time typing everything down on my computer a second time to send it to you." She bats her eyelashes at me. "It takes a

She had let down her guard, and now she would pay. “Yeah, she’s a big one.” Joe nodded. “We figured one dart would be enough . . . took two.” He ran his hand over her side. She attempted her most terrifying growl, but it sounded more like a sickly, low moan. “Maybe 110pounds, more the size of a gray.” He chuckled. “I know, I know, I told you she’s big. No, not fat. Lean as they come, just longer-legged and longer bodied, and she has the prettiest red pelt you ever did see.”