Justice League Fanfiction Novels & Stories

As soon as she saw me come in, Jenna pointed at me with red, puffy eyes and accused, "Rylee, why are you trying to steal my mate?!" "I didn't! Lionel is my mate! I felt the mate bond!" I retorted loudly. "So, you're going to grab him away from me, aren't you? You’ve already stolen my scent, and now you want to steal my mate?!" Jenna screamed. She shook father's arms and turned to pout in a soft voice, "Dad, don't let Ryless take Lionel away from me, please... I love him so much!" Father hesitated only a second before he turned to me and said with a straight face, "Rylee, give up on Lionel. You can wait for your second chance."

Leo chuckled and gazed at her lovingly, “Share with me?” Smiling November sat beside him, “I’d love to.” She cuddled him, wrapping her arms around his hard torso and looking up to him expectantly, “Love me?” Leo slices the fried egg, winked at November, “So much.” He fed her, he chuckles, “What about me? Love me?” She met his gaze, reflecting what she feels for Leo, she answered softly, “Too much.” _____________________________________________ “I hate this fucking place,” Justice growled as he followed Victor.

it too hated cheating bastards the most. Zhi Ruo smiled satisfied as she put the book back into the big screen, looking as graceful as ever like she hadn't thrown a tantrum just a moment before. "I'm done with that. Are there any missions available yet?" {Aiyya, i was just about to tell host. You have been given a B ranked mission in the small world in a Dramatic School Romance : <>. Does host wish to accept?} "Some high school story? I was hoping to be transferred into the harem of some ancient chinese emperor" Zhi Ruo pouted "It's better than staying bored in this place though." She added as she clicked yes.

‎Relationship Status: Currently engaged to Lila Quinn. ‎Lila Quinn. ‎I threw my head back and laughed.... a deep, maniacal sound that echoed through the empty penthouse. Oh, this was too perfect. ‎ ‎“So my younger stepsister’s fiancé was the one writhing and moaning under me last night,” I muttered, still chuckling. “Her husband-to-be… taking every inch like he was made for it.” ‎

I screamed. "By quitting? You're ruining your career, and for what? To protect me? I don't care how people look at us!" Jax grabbed the front of my jersey, pulling me up so we were eye to eye. "I cared about us. I cared about the guy who told me he’d always have my back. But you’re not that guy. That guy wouldn't let any loser run his life." He let go of me, his hands shaking. "You think you're being a martyr, Liam. But you're just being a coward. And the worst part is, you're making me hate the one thing I loved about you."

Understanding his Young Master's intentions and feelings to protect Lucas Lewis from Olivia Gonzales' questions, Josh Fender gave Lucas Lewis a long sleeve shirt so Olivia Gonzales wouldn't see Lucas' wrist without his watch. *** Lucas Lewis seems genuinely in love. Because he had just woken up from his sleep suddenly. It was because he had a dream. A dream involving Luna Lee. So, in the dream, Lucas felt that he was in an endless garden with soft sunlight like in spring. The wind that blew gently from the south made him want to lie down on the grass that had just grown a few inches. "Ah… what a relief," Lucas sighed as he lay down and spread his arms.

Lia was being too good to be true. "Now I believe why JK is so fixated on sending you there. A pure love for his friend indeed. But you..... poor soul; you are not even being considered to be asked" Lia's expression changed a little. Aiden froze on the place. Him being send, all of them know? Or JK literally told Lia about sending him more like selling him as a prostitute. He is going to do it indeed. Jonathan's words sounded in his ears again. "So I'll do whatever i want to do with you....."

He seemed a ruthless tyrant, but above all, he seemed a lousy father. “If you are smart,” Joanna said, “You will back off and leave, before you get caught in the crossfire.” “I’m not going anywhere,” I told her. “Not with the team. And not with Liam.” She just shrugged. “Your funeral.” Talking with her, I could easily understand why Jackson fled at the sight of her. She might not have been as ruthless as Markus, but she seemed just as selfish. I doubted she would care at all if the club collapsed, as long as at the end of the day, she could have Liam.

All those times that I yelled at her and fought with her to keep her safe, hurt me to do to her but this, this was going to kill me, and I knew a part of me was going to die along with the bond. Howls began outside the cabin again and fear like I had never seen before took over Layla, as her hands began to shake in mine, and I knew it was time to free her. Looking down into those beautiful blue eyes of hers, knowing it would be my last time looking into them as her mate, I begin to say, “I, Lucas Jackson, reject….” “No!” Layla screamed out as tears now streamed from her eyes.

I said, voice rough from screaming and eating Lula’s cunt. “I don’t pay debts. I collect them.” Lula laughed low and dirty, dragged a nail down my tit, left a white line that turned pink. “She’s got bigger balls than you tonight, Dax.” Dax never looked away from me. “Your brother Jax stole five hundred grand from my Tijuana run. Coke, cash, and the address of my little sister. Then he disappeared. You’re the only thing he ever loved more than the needle. So tonight, Riven Kane, you’re the payment.”