Jaime Brienne Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I take a sip of the wine, crisp and delicious. "You're very quiet, and you're not even blushing. In fact - I think this is the palest I've ever seen you, Brielle," he murmurs. "Are you hungry?" I shake my head. I'm hungry but Not for food. Common Brielle Damara, can you get your mind over with from Jace's bedroom?

“You will be my best man, of course. Mehn… look at her booty, I can’t wait to fuck the hell out of it.” I smiled, but it didn’t reach my eyes. “Of course. And don’t worry, you will soon.” I wanted to puke, the thought of Larry and Mia in bed made me sick. Damn! I was jealous of him. Instantly, I wanted to smash the glass in my hand. I decided to drown my jealousy by focusing on Brianna, her red gown glittered like flames as she sauntered about with her parents. Her perfume filled the air before her voice did.

It all happened so fast, that Jaime didn't let her breathe for even a minute. Turning around, she discovered Jaime fast asleep. Without thinking about it, her hand reached up to touch his broad shoulder, tracing the smooth skin up to his neck. Jaime is as warm as sunshine. She withdrew her hand as his eyes opened, looking at her. Strung by a strong desperation from nowhere, she leaned in to gently bite his lips. Jaime's eyes were passionate and cold as she retreated. The muscular shape of his body outlined by the blanket was appealing to her eyes. A bit disappointed that he didn't make the next move to kiss her back, so Vivian decided to lock her lips tightly.

Beside her hangs a bag of blood, which travels into her body, returning all that she lost. “What in the world did you do?” I murmur, once again feeling memories of the past coming up. “Don’t you know there’s another way?" “Mmmm.” Tensing, I wait as Brielle’s eyes slowly open and come to rest on me, but when she recognizes me, disappointment and even hurt flash in her eyes. “Not who you were expecting?” I ask, trying to ignore the weird feeling in my chest over her reaction. “Don’t worry, I’m sure he’ll come once things calm down.” Although I would prefer if he didn’t.

Anyway, you here for Leslie? “Man’s been losing it. Talking trash, acting like a victim. “Something like that, ” I muttered. He shrugged and disappeared back into the crowd. I moved through the house slowly, scanning faces. Mirren was there talking to two girls by the drink table. But Brielle wasn’t. Then, across the room, I saw her. She was leaning against the counter, drink in hand, her curls framing her face as she laughed at something Grail said. For a second, relief flooded me. She looked happy. The music pulsed,

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Javier stepped into the room with a file in his hands and a smile. "Javier? I thought you were travelling…" Breeana looked at Ari. She was supposed to be in a tiny remote pack not somewhere as large as Jav8er"s lack that she could easily be found in. Had she escaped? "And you Ari, how did you get here? Have you been here since the beginning?" Ari smiled at her. "No, I just came here recently." She seemed to gather herself before she spoke again. Ari took Javier's hand. "Bree, I know you already know each other but I'd like to reintroduce you to Javier, my true mate."

I was going to spark at this mad man but was stunned by the feedback he got from Brielle. "Do I look like someone who is chained like a goat?" She asked, dimming her eyes at Damien. This surprised Damien who kept trying to sway Brielle his way. "You don't have to be scared of him. We are all here for you." "Tell me, what planet are you from? " Brielle questioned Damien, leaving him astonished. She lifted her arms and turned around for him to have a good look at her body. "Do I look like someone who is suffering? Did you see any Help sign around my neck?" She questioned, crossing her arms at Damien.

she moans. He attacks her nipple, suckling on it like a child starved of breast milk. "Yes, yes, yes! Don't stop! Don't stop! Fuckkkk!" Brianna had called Juliet 'such a loud bitch,' but now she's screaming so loudly that Declan is afraid she'll wake Santiago. He isn't concerned about Lucien and Juliet hearing her because their groans and moans can still be heard after more than three hours. Those two don't seem to be able to get enough of each other any time soon.

I glanced up and saw a girl with long layered jet black hair and a white headband leaning in slightly, her head tilted like she was trying to get a good look at me. Her lips a bruised rose shade, eyes gray and sharp, and her sheen black hair with bangs casting a faint shadow over her unreadable eyes. “God has favourites,” I mumbled under my breath. I straightened up in my seat, turning slightly to her. “And you are?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “It seems you're new here,” She smiled. “I'm Brienna. Brienna Noir. Nice to meet you.” She said leaning on the table in front of me.