Fleur Delacour Fanfic Novels & Stories

She giggled as their hands explored her skin, their mouths tasting every inch of her, every curve that had haunted them in her absence. Her moan echoed through the chamber as Maxwell’s lips played with her breasts, while Farrell’s mouth found its way lower, teasing and worshipping the very core of her. Heat built inside her, not the dangerous, burning kind, but the passionate, addictive warmth only her mates could give her. Their touches lit her on fire in the most beautiful way. Her fingers tangled in Maxwell’s hair, her thighs tightened around Farrell. She was consumed, adored, and needed. And in that moment, wrapped between her two mates, Delilah felt something she hadn’t felt in a long t

“Cum slut, trash whore...fill me here, arrows to my holes. Is this really your specialty?” “Damn, baby.” I say with a devious look leaning in letting the blade cut me. “Sounds like you had quite the night.” “I will fuck you up, Raffaele Delacroix.” “Maybe you already did?” I shrugged. “But if you can’t remember, I have video tapes to help with your memory.” I tucked the blouse into her skirt. Her eyes widen, her mouth opening to say something else but Phil calls from down the hall. “Dinner, Kids!”

Flirting her whenever he had the chance. “Darling?” He mumbled, gripping her hand more. She sighed. “What?” “I like you…” He repeated. Her heart pounded hard. “I know…” She slowly answered. “I said I like you…” “I said I know.” He lifted his face slightly to access his sight more on her. “I like you Anna Crimson.” He stated. She couldn’t help but snub. He was saying the same thing all over again. “Thank you Diamond Fletcher.” Note the sarcasm.

Eleanor's P.O.V "Fuck, flower. You are less of an innocent flower and more of an lewd enchantress begging to be fucked into her place." Daniel cursed under his breath as he ripped his white shirt in two. I watched Daniel's body tremble as he stared into my drunken eyes.

she exclaimed "Should I?" Rachel inquired, perplexed "I'm your boss’s girlfriend, and I can't believe you would stop me like th upat," Flora snarled Rachel's eyes widened as she understood what she had done "I'm so sorry, I had no idea," she responded, humbly apologizing Flora sighed and rolled her eyes. "I’m Flora, let it stick in your brain…Just make sure it doesn't happen again," she added coldly.

As I rushed into the bathroom with tears streaming down my face, I saw Delila standing in front of the mirror, reapplying her lipstick. She was stunned for a moment when she saw me. Then, she quickly recomposed herself and headed toward me in concern. "Oh my god, Katerina! Who did this to you?" I couldn't suppress the hatred in my heart anymore and shoved her away. My eyes turned icy cold. "I already know about everything that's going on between you and Luca. Have I not been good enough to you, Delila? Why must you do this to me?" I had personally brought her out of the slums and used the best resources I had to mold her into the perfect woman she was now, and this was how she repaid me? By

As Flora looked at me, startled, I said calmly, "I won't get in the way of your date. Goodbye." I was not sad. Flora was the one who had bought me those cartridges. The models were ruined, but I could always buy better ones. The locked diary was filled with the thoughts of a teenage boy, yet the dazzling girl in those memories was no longer the same. All that love had turned into something absurd. What was there left to cherish? In the days that followed, Flora did not come to talk to me. She was busy showing off her love with Sean. All of our friends knew how deeply she loved him.

she whispered faintly, almost defensively, “I was just… waiting for you.” Leo chuckled softly, the sound vibrating against her skin and sending waves of heat through her. His hand moved higher, cupping her breast through her dress. His thumb brushed over her, drawing a sharp gasp from her lips. Flora’s knees weakened, and she had to lean back into him, her body trembling as he teased her. “Leo…” she moaned softly, her hands clutching his arms, fingers digging into his sleeves as though she would fall without his strength.

But why are you even ahead of me? I know you just wanna help. It's just that I'm still here. I am Neron's lover, not you Dela. You already have Deri-snatch it from me. I let it go. Then are you now trying to get my boyfriend's attention while you're getting married yourself? I can't let you, Hyerin Delaxa. we are friend. Friends who trust each other but feel like they put each other down. "Ehem." Both of them immediately looked at me. I'm still trying to be normal.

“I have all the money that is enough for a lifetime. You can’t give me what I want, Alpha Ryker.” She lifted her hand and I could hear Khrysaor warning Ryker to back away or to attack. Yet Ryker did neither, he simply studied the witch. Then she touched the tip of her fingers to his temple. “But she can.” Our eyes met and it was so real, almost as if I was truly there. As if I wasn’t staring at her through Ryker’s eyes. And I could tell that who she was locking eyes with was me and not Ryker. “Hello there, Fleur Delvaux. I heard you’re looking for me.”