Harmony Fanfic の小説・ストーリー

All the brothers' fantasy frantically about Cassandra. Now she understood — why they ever were so drawn towards her like moths. She was the burning flame who shall end their sorrows every night. The womanly flame rekindled every time they touched her and she smiled at them. Thinking about their reverse harem dynamics gave her goosebumps, electrifying and strong. Before she could nod her head, Alex was already running off behind Darla and Cassandra; Cassandra in the lead. She didn't even hear what he had told her...

Charlotte panicked and rushed after him, pleading, "Mr. Lloyd, please don't leave. I only spoke harshly because I was anxious. Maybe the Harmony Sect's techniques were created to steal a man's essence, and they are truly wicked. But I swear, until now, I have never done such a thing." She added, "I'm about to break through to the next level, and it just so happened that you came to Harmony Sect, so Madam Fontaine arranged this. At first, I didn't resist. But when I saw that you were kindhearted and had no lustful thoughts even after seeing my body, I-I began to like you. And if you're not willing, I'll do whatever you say. I won't do anything wrong by you." She was blocking his path, so he s

*And that’s why Harlow was literally perfect for us,* Dante insists, though he’s far too relaxed thinking about this male right now. Goddess what would it feel like to fuck this male? Has he even done that? Something tells me he hasn’t. *I don’t know what’s happening but something is screaming… mate to me. How is it possible? We love Harlow,* Dante says, more confused than ever. He’d sworn up and down Harlow was our fated mate and I told myself that’s why I had to leave her. Any and all rational thoughts go out the window when he palms my head and shoves me deeper. I relax my throat, and shift my mindset to not breathing at all. I moan and vibrate his dick, making him grunt in pleasure.

Here’s Chapter 7, focusing mainly on Harper and Damian’s marriage, with a balance of dialogue and description, simple billionaire-romance style, and ending on a cliffhanger. Chapter 7 Damian The penthouse felt unusually quiet after the news broadcast. Harper stood near the window, staring at the city lights. Her phone was still in her hand. The picture of her mother and my father had shaken both of us. But right now, I was thinking about something else.

she pouted, "but you have to drive." Lucy pulled her fingers out of her pussy and pushed them under Cherry's nose. Cherry breathed in deeply. "I w-want to be doing that, too," Cherry said in a small voice. Lucy could see Cherry's nipples struggling against the leather of her halter top. With a wicked grin on her face, she pushed a hand through the hole at the front and rubbed pussy juice over Cherry's straining nipple. "Oh, g-god!" Cherry groaned. "We're almost there."

But now, that bond was faltering, splintering under the weight of truth. “Something’s wrong,” Larz muttered, his voice a growl. His eyes flicked from Axel to Lionel and back again. The bond they shared, the trust that had held them together for so long, was crumbling. “Lionel… Lionel is mine,” Larz snarled, his voice thick with fury and disbelief.

I’d spotted it weeks ago near Topanga and bought it on impulse because it reminded me of him. Tomorrow was our engagement party, the official merging of Woodhills and Stormbane packs under one united front. But tonight could just be ours. “He’s going to lose it,” I murmured, resting my forehead briefly against the steering wheel. Tyler cried at everything. Military reunion videos. Emotional movie scenes. One time he watched wedding vows on YouTube and had to pretend he had allergies afterward. God, I loved that about him. The way his tough Alpha image cracked over little things that mattered.

With all this secrecy, he’s making me feel nervous. Harmony tried to sooth me, “No need to be. I have told you, he is no harm to us, he is our mate.” I’ve noticed how Harmony is taking more authority to show herself, she is not only a little voice of conscience, she is a person sharing space inside me. This only happened since I met the duke, his proximity triggers something inside me and I’m starting to get scared. I don’t like what I don’t understand. What if after the accident I was left with brain damage? I will definitely look for an appointment with a psychiatrist now.

I push against that invisible barrier, willing Harmony to hand control back over to me. “Harmony don’t do this! Please don’t do this! I am not ready!” She continues on, standing on our toes to get closer to his face, she places our other free hand behind his neck and pulls him closer until our lips met his. Those tiny sparks from my palm erupted into larger ones, leaving Harmony with a greater need to be quenched. She pushes our tongue between his parted lips, tasting his deliciousness for the first time. He tastes of coffee and something else I can’t quite place, but it is intoxicating. I fight the temptation to give in just as Harmony pulls him further into the room, toward the bed.

Cassian tried to talk, but his voice was hoarse from the yelping and wailing, so Harmony held him in silence until the shaking stopped and he was resting in her arms. “You know why you had to be punished?” Harmony asked, and he nodded. “And you know that if you’re bad again I’ll have to punish you again?” Again the nod. “And you want to be good?” Another nod. “Then come here,” Harmony said and pulled him towards her for a long overdue kiss. Such sweet kisses, there was no mistaking the hunger they felt for each other. It was their anniversary afterall. The need for more was undeniable. They clung together, grasping at each other and pressing closer and