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I need to heat up my mate and maybe, just maybe, she will purr for me again. *** Don't think I forgot about Rondy. He's about to heat up his dead vampire in Part 8.

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She sighed, falling back in her chair. "Can I come over and say Hi to him? What does he like to eat?" "Like seriously girl, what does she see in that loser?" I scoffed, switching her phone on. "Um, hot body. Can't you tell?" She smirked, acting naughty. I groaned at her and dropped my eyes on her phone, saying while scrolling over to F******k, "You girls think that dummy is so hot like your fantasy man. Trust me, he's a weirdo!"

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Bridget laughed evilly, clearly enjoying what was happening to her poor friend. "I bet she'd have kiss marks all over," Ivy added more to the naughty discussion. Ivy and Bridget giggled at the thought, they really had the wildest imagination of all. This was probably due to the fact that these two were both fans of Love Love Me: Intense Romance, a popular novel site where handsome, possessive characters usually had a deep and intense love for their beloved and caged them with their undying love for the other through intense physical activities. Definitely, they were intended for adult audiences. "I'm just worried they'd fight because of us," Dianne, the most rational among the group, looked

“And you knew that prior to saying I Do!” “May I ask what made you fall for him?” Shit, the last thing I wanted to think about was my past with that ass! I pushed the glasses further up, hoping it would really stop anymore tears. “Other than those big blue eyes or golden blonde locks?” “You read the fan fiction?” “I’ve read a couple. It’s hilarious to me. I get out a kick of how many ways they kill me off. Or rather, killed me off.”

Perhaps I should continue to wreak havoc in their lives until there's nothing left of them. More and more angry tears streamed down my face until I could see no more, until I could feel only one thing- madness. "I hate you!" I shouted at him, and just in time, the door opened, and Aiden walked in. AUTHOR’S REMARK: Some steamy chapters are going to come next, so let's support this story, add to your library, and get it to 10k views. I promise to update daily in return. Let's do it…

She slowly lowered the book, staring at Alura with wide, delighted eyes. "Oh my god," Nessa gasped. "This is about CEO Hunt. You are writing smutty fanfiction about your own boss!" "It's not smutty!" Alura wailed, peeking through her fingers. "It's just....a little bit romantic tension" "Even when he's being grumpy over petty things, I think I'm busy blinded by how much pull I feel towards him?!" Nessa teased mercilessly, leaning against the counter. "I knew it! I knew you liked the crazy tyrant!"

“Spread your legs for me. I find the thought of you standing their in stockings and high heels very exciting. I'm sure all those other people in the other hotel are excited as well. Don't you?” “Oh yes,” she whispered. She could feel his hands slipping down between her legs, parting her pussy lips. “The men are stroking themselves and wishing they were you, and the women are wishing they had your big cock inside them.” “Like this?” She felt him slide into her. It seemed to take hours for him to fill her entirely.

The heat of his skin against my soaked dress made me tremble harder. He pulled back just enough to rest his forehead against mine, breathing ragged. “Tell me to stop and I will.” I didn’t tell him to stop. Instead I reached up and ran my hands over his chest, tracing the lines of the phoenix tattoo with my fingertips. His muscles jumped under my touch. When I dragged my nails lightly down his abs, he hissed softly. “Fuck, Nova…” The shy boy was cracking. His hands grew bolder. He cupped both my breasts through the wet fabric, thumbs brushing my hard nipples in slow circles. I gasped, arching into him.