Novel & Cerita Generator Rex Fanfiction

~JUNO'S POV~ I wanted it. It was something I really desired in my mouth. To taste it, rub it between my fingers, and feel it. Feel how hard it is. My pussy began to throb once again, and the heat between my thighs became unbearable. How would it feel to be crushed up against the wall while his cock gobbles up every inch of my pulsating pussy? What does Rex taste like? I tried to stop a moan from coming out of my mouth by biting my lower lips. It's interesting how I used to be nervous around him, but now I'm a little braver. At the very least, I am now standing in front of him with my entire body exposed. I had so many things to say, but I lacked the guts to utter them. The words were on the

Gavyn's uncertain expression, Clare asked probingly, "Mr. Gavyn, when your father, Mr. Old Gavyn, was alive, he was Mr. Walters's good brother. They had arranged a baby marriage for you and the daughter of the Walters Group. Yesterday, Mrs. Walters sent someone to ask if that marriage still stands……" The elevator opened with a sound, and Rex looked imposing, dressed in a handmade high-end suit. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, the passersby around him made way for him. Rex pondered silently for a moment. However, someone suddenly pushed through the crowd and rushed out. Rex furrowed his brows and narrowed his eyes. His sharp gaze swept across Wendy, who had pushed her way through t

Or worse… if the ghost was real, and she had returned with more power than he could ever anticipate. For the past several days, Rex’s life had followed a strict pattern—leave for work before sunrise, avoid any social encounters, and return to his room like a ghost in the night. He hadn’t spoken to Judith, hadn’t shared a meal, and hadn’t allowed a single moment of vulnerability. He didn’t have the energy to fight the thoughts in his head and the woman he’d been legally bound to for years. For six years, he’d convinced himself that Annie McBrown was part of a past best left forgotten—a scar sealed by time and denial. But seeing her again, now known as the elusive, mesmerizing Annie Yin, had s

--- Thirteen Years Ago The scent of blood and ozone had been inescapable that night. Malcolm had found her—Genesis Walker—trembling in the shadows of her father’s laboratory. Her father, a genius scientist whose only crime was discovery, had been torn apart by Victor Hynes, the brutal henchman of Jacob Cross. Malcolm had arrived too late to save the man, but he would not lose the daughter. He had driven her to the international terminal under the cover of a blackout he’d engineered in the Council’s security grid.

Rex suddenly groaned, having just opened his eyes to discover the girl sucking his morning wood wasn't the one he expected. But Keri didn't stop. She only started sucking harder and plunging her lips further onto his throbbing pole. He just groaned more deeply, which let her know he got the message she wasn't going to stop. Then she saw him look over at the other bed where Tyla had her legs open and her fingers playing in her excited pussy. She moaned louder and deeper now that Rex was awake and giving her an audience to finger herself for. Obviously, he wasn't about to question his own daughter sucking his hard rod in front of Tyla while she fingering herself and watching every move.

Not even my own life. “I, Liam Wallace, hereby reject you, Anna Higgins. With the moon goddess as my witness, I call off this bond between us.” I squeeze her throat. “Accept it!” I command. “I—” she coughs and let go of her throat. “Don't waste my fucking time!” “I… Anna Higgins, accept your rejection, Liam Wallace. I no longer wish to be called your mate or have anything to do with you. Under the moon goddess’ light, I confess my hatred toward you and I swear that I will kill you one day.”

The chyron below screamed in bold letters: “Damian Reeve and Kella Dane: A Union of the Century.” The words slammed into me like a physical blow. My fork clattered to the table, dessert forgotten. My hands shook. My heart felt like it had been replaced with a fist, tight and cold. “West…” I whispered, my voice trembling. Panic clawing up my throat, threatening to choke me. My vision narrowed. “I… I can’t…”

“I’ll be with you, every step. I love you, okay? You’ll be fine,” “Oh come on,” Elena chuckled lightly then winced against. “I’m not in the least bit scared. Okay? I’ve died before. Or did you forget I was reborn for revenge?” ……………………………………………………………………………………………. Twelve hours later. Elena and Marco Donatelli welcomed twin baby girls to the world. Both mother and children were perfectly healthy. THE END.

He cracked a smile that left me blushing as I felt a little embarrassed. " And you're drop-dead gorgeous." he had said to me causing me to grin so wide that he laughed. " I'm Rex, by the way, Rex Holland" " Holland as in - son of Kayla Holland? The female protagonist of the movie - The Vipers? " I asked, obviously getting starstruck by the spawn of one of my all-time favorite celebrities. Rex was a chip off the old block, inheriting his mother's striking blue eyes and enchanting smile.

I nearly smash into a broad chested man in the hall, and he winks at me with a playful smile as he helps me gather the jacket I just dropped. “Alright there?” he asks in a cheeky Italian accent.“Yes, sorry. I didn’t see you there.” He flashes a dimple when his lips tilt up. “I liked your routine. You did a great job up there.” “Thanks.” I smile. “I was a bit nervous, but I think it went okay.” He offers me his hand. “I’m Rex by the way.” I shake his hand and offer my name reluctantly. I’m not here to make friends, but it’s pretty obvious this guy is a part of Dante crew. “Damian and I were just about to grab a bite to eat,” he says. “Would ye care to join us?”