Fleur Delacour Fanfic Novels & Stories

I focus my mind on her and only her, and everything else around me fades, even the assault being taken out on my body. Delilah's stunning face comes into view, smiling beautifully at me. I can't believe my eyes; she's here. I look around us, and we’re in a garden filled with flowers. I see Delilah's favorite and crouch down to pick one for her. She loves lilies.

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

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.

"I have plans, but I will cater something to Phoebe's misunderstanding; why are you also here, maybe that woman already thought we both agreed with her—" "Let her be; Phoebe deserved it. Pretending to be a saint in front of you while secretly doing her bidding behind your back is a betrayal." "What are you saying now, Marcus? Do you know anything I don't?" "Please turn around and see the answer," Marcus said, and Declan parted his lips when he saw Margaux smelling the flowers near the fountain, looking beautiful and goddess-like. literally! Declan's mouth dropped open as he noticed the girl sniffing the flowers one by one while closing her eyes.

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

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.

The cherry blossom flower prints were printed on Miren's white skin, and they were extremely beautiful. She couldn't contain herself any longer and started wriggling up and down. She felt her secret spot gushing out a steamy liquid, and Miren really wanted to take Dylan's big thing. She clutched at Dylan's arm as he deliberately stroked nonchalantly over her body. Miren moaned as Dylan tamed at her feet. She couldn't contain herself any longer and started wriggling up and down. Miren begged him in a hushed tone, lowering her voice.

As he spoke, Charlie asked her, “Miss Lavor, in your opinion, could it be that Fleur has seen through my plan?” “Not very likely.” Vera said very seriously, “Young Master, you showed Master Marcius Stark's portrait, which is enough to make Fleur keep her distance. She has no way to confirm its authenticity or even dare to confirm it. So, I believe she will never send anyone to Aurous Hill again.”

He said those words after leaving her breathless with his jagged kisses. He has been savoring his desires by only invading the privacy of her lips every time he felt like it, but she knew now he was perfectly healed, even the scar had started fading away from his back, it was obvious he wouldn't hold back too long. He has already waited for her so long, and his reaction was justified but still, Fleur was in an utter dilemma, she didn't want to reject his touch, but is she ready for it? Is she? She questioned herself many times and finally decided to stay in his wardrobe room when he will come back. __________________________________

She turned red at the thought of sucking his fingers and touching his sculpted body. 'Wait. Something’s wrong with me.’ She could not believe she had married a man she barely knew and now she was lusting for him. 'Who wouldn’t get hot after waking up like that? It would have been easier if he wasn’t so hot and sexy. Add that handsome face of his and that smirk, and his voice too. It’s all too much.’ Another moan escaped her lips when he ravished her neck with kisses as he grabbed and kneaded both of her breasts. With the way he was sucking on her skin, she could tell that he was purposefully leaving marks.