Frankie X Cleo Novels & Stories

Frankie About four years ago. The guys and I got in some trouble with an exchange we were doing with some new allies. Turns out it was a set up and we barely got away. And we didn’t get away unscathed. Elijah ended up with a broken arm and Oliver had a gash in his stomach that requires about twenty stitches.. he’s got a gnarly scar there as a reminder… whereas Elijah now has a permanent rod in his arm.

Clarice glared at her sister. The guy is smart, the teacher loves him and I needed a high grade. So..I played with him for a while. Shocking Eh? Cara laughed. It was.. Owww.. watch where you're going idiot. Cara winced and turned to see the jerk that just pressed her toes. Frankie. She called and blinked her eyes. Ohh.. wow, it's Frankie again. Clarice smiled Where are you headed? Frank asked I am going to the Bar... While she's..uhm, going to the mansion. Cara said, smiling.

Her smile fell and she looked over towards Frankie. Frankie was standing up and his dark blue eyes started to glow. "Tara.” He growled, shaking his head. “Naughty, little whore.” “Fuck.” She cursed before dropping the controller and bolting towards the door. It felt like I was watching a movie. Everything seemed to slow down, except for Frankie. He shot after Tara, grinning like a madman as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Hauling her against his body. “Put me down, you motherfucker.” She snarled, lashing out at him with her elbow.

This must be his wolf, but I swear this is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. “F….fffuck you! I sub…submit to no…no one.” Frankie is red faced and spit is flying out of his mouth. He looks like he is in so much pain. Cory doesn’t flinch, but he seems to tighten his hold on Frankie making him whimper. I hear a crack and Frankie screams out, Cory pushing him to the ground. Frankie starts to roll around, holding his arm. It’s clearly broken and Frankie is feeling the pain.

FRANKIE The flavor of her pussy and the fruit coated my tongue, and I was already addicted to her from that alone. I couldn’t wait anymore. I was too hard, too obsessed, and needed to fuck my best friend’s little sister like my damn life depended on it. I shoved in deep and in one thrust, impaling Saffa until she cried out and braced a hand behind her on the thick leather cushion supporting her head. “Bet this is the biggest cock you’ve ever had, isn’t it?”

This wasn't going to be good. Right on cue, Franklin appeared with his men from the opposite end. He was tall, greying, and wore an expensive smirk. “Dominic,” he greeted. “Still alive, I see.” “Unfortunately for you,” Dominic replied evenly. Shit. They exchanged a brief handshake before moving away. Then an exchange of boxes of sealed good for cash began. But Franklin’s eyes were too still, and he was still putting on that smirk. I noticed it too late before the first shot cracked through the air. Then another.

“My name’s Drake Forrester. I’m Troy’s Beta. My birthday’s on 12 March and I’m twenty-five. Your turn.” “Cleo Black, I’m twenty and my birthday was on 13 August,” she said. “We’ll reach Black Claw in another two hours. Tomorrow we’ll get everything you need,” Drake said. Cleo nodded her head and leaned against the door, shifting her body away from him. Drake wanted to reach out and let her lean on him but he refused to do anything the bond pushed him to do. He’d get to know her, he'd give her that chance at least. He’d been pissed when Jeffrey said she was the pack slut. He had no way of knowing how true that was and he didn’t care that she’d had sex before, but a pack slut? Was that really

He says before winking at me. “Since when are you the expert on married life Casanova?” Gio shoots back elbowing the man in the ribs who gives him a mock hurt expression. I observe the man he was strangely familiar to me somehow. At first glance he did resemble Gio so much they could be twins. But after searching his face more I could see the subtle differences between them. Where Gio’s eyes were dark blue, his were a cool teal color. His hair was in a similar stylish hipster cut like Gio’s. But his was styled in tight curls up top instead of the wavy cropped look Gio had opted for. His youthful bright smile was a complete contrast to Gio’s stone faced serious expression. Making the man clea

I wanted to kiss him right there, but I knew Corey would say something to Luciano if he asked. “I knew there was some kind of chemistry there.” Corey laughed, breaking the silence that lingered. Frankie nodded, “Oh yeah, we grew up together, went through hell together, and she ghosted me. Breaking my heart.” Corey gasped, nudging my arm, “Mina, how dare you?” He laughed. Frankie walked over to Spot, “I’m going to take him out, get him some new stuff here. He deserves it.”

Uno had almost killed Cliff just now, only for Frank to cripple Uno with just a single strike? Vicky was smiling smugly in turn—she was right about Frank! Nonetheless, that was when Uno turned toward his brothers. "He's strong! Go together!" Dos and Tres did not hesitate to rush at Frank right then. But what could they do when their eldest brother did not hold a candle to Frank? Smack! Smack! Quick as lightning, Frank swiped his palm at them, leaving their skulls cracked and bleeding freely! Jackie was in turn left staring in shock as Frank sent the two triplets flying with a kick each.