Frantic Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Absolutely. I’ll keep it fast-paced, emotional, romantic, and natural, with the biker atmosphere and bad-boy/good-girl contrast. Since it’s only ten chapters, I’ll make each chapter actuall Amara had never been somewhere she wasn't supposed to be. At least, not intentionally. She stood at the edge of the abandoned warehouse parking lot, staring at the crowd in front of her and wondering how quickly she could leave without anyone noticing. Probably not quickly. There were motorcycles everywhere.

She gasped, cumming on his face and fingers, pouring like a loosened tap. He didn’t stop, he kept sucking, licking, fingering her pussy until her legs were shaking intensely. Then he stood up and Gracie went on her knees, right in front of him. She held his cock “I will take all of your cock inside my mouth”. She said and smiled, putting his cock into her mouth, down to her throat. Inch by inch, hitting the back of her throat until spit dripped of her chin and tears ran down her cheeks, he held her hair controlling her, while thunder crashed outside. In and out until she choked and he cummed inside her mouth.

Because it’s not just him watching me, wanting me, consuming me with that intensity of his. I’m right there with him. Matching his madness, fueling it by provoking him, feeling it, Craving it. Same with his wants and desires… which officially means I’m screwed. Completely and Irrevocably screwed! Because now I’m one of those FMCs. The exact same ones in the plots and stories I write the ones I make argue with themselves, the ones I make hesitate, the ones I pretend still have control… Only to have them surrender anyway.

Rara fidgeted with her hands, her head hazy as blood rushed through her veins violently. She yearned to immerse herself in his very being, to get lost in his moments of vulnerability. Yearning for a taste of abandon, she wished to be consumed by the intoxication of his scented exhales. Her whole being trembled at the mere thought. Never before had she desired something with such fervor, this man being her ultimate craving. It felt morally wrong, yet she longed to embrace her inner rebel. All for him.

I looked up at him, my heart hammering with a potent mix of fear and raw need. Victor’s voice came out low and commanding, every syllable laced with a cool, dangerous promise. “Your third fantasy, little fan. The one you poured into your laptop at nineteen… the ruthless kidnapper who steals the blushing bride straight from the altar before she can say her sacred vows. You want me to make it real? Extreme? No mercy? I swallowed hard, my nipples tightening into aching peaks. My voice was a breathless whisper. “Yes… make it extreme. Make me feel every second of it. Kidnap me properly.”

Cazzo, why couldn't I stop fantasizing about her? I increased my speed, running faster, my muscles screaming with the effort. Sweat dripped down my bare chest and onto my shorts. It was becoming an obsession, one I couldn't afford. Even fucking Katarzyna hadn't purged Francesca from my mind, that constant dark need that crept inside me like an addict craving a fix.

Angry that I was about to let this happen again. Lucian spun me around and bent me over his desk in one rough motion. He pushed my skirt up and yanked my panties down. I heard the sound of his belt opening, then the blunt pressure of his cock against me. He thrust into me hard. I gasped, my hands gripping the edge of the desk. Lucian didn’t give me time to adjust. He fucked me with deep, punishing strokes, one hand gripping my hip while the other came up and wrapped around my throat.

Jordan groaned, giving her the fucking she craved and in his head he imagined the look on Jordan's face when his eighteen-year-old friend saw that he had conquered a woman on par with Faith' perfection to add to their freshly started p**n-themed Onlyfans. Damn, he was fucking a gold mine and he was desperate to mine it! "AHHHH! YES! Ahhh! AHHHH!" she groaned, her cunt quivering around him, and although she was close, she had to put her foot down to the p**n fantasy that Jordan was conducting. "Ahhhhh! I'm your whore, but you can't make me do p**n!" Faith moaned and her words did the unthinkable, it made him completely unhinged.

He just casually spoke to her as if they had known each other for a long time! "And my brother had a thing for you," he teased and poked her side. "Yiee…break-up with brother Wrath, and be with my stupid brother!" She sarcastically laughed because of what the young man had said. What the hell? Does Fast have a personality disorder? "I'm not sure why you're telling me this. But, if you think I'm leaving my boyfriend just because your brother likes me, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but... I love Wregan. I will not give up my boyfriend for a man who is bitter about the world and a prostitution leader "She flatly stated and turned her back on Fast. Carnation's eyes widened in surprise when she sa

she said and I nodded in disapproval ”no why not do both huh” I pouted pointing out my full pink lips “what! Hell no” she said while I sniffed like I was gonna cry” please” I begged ”no still no, she said and drank from her hot cocoa “please or am gonna cry” I said as she scoffed “ugh cry if you want to, its still a no for me” she said and at that point I gave out a loud cry attracting other people at the café yeah we were in the soft café cause it was after school already “stop this please” she begged as she was embarrassed with the stared and comments she got “not until you do all the work” I said admist my fake cries “fine yeah I’ll do it” she hurriedly said and I shut up and munched on m