Kian Lawley Dirty Fanfiction Novels & Stories

After we hung up, I looked at the first page of the case file again. *Because it's right.* Tomorrow I was going to sit across from Kieran Voss and be a lawyer. I was going to think about jurisdiction and procedural timelines and the sixty days Draven wanted to steal from us. That was the plan. I closed the file and went to bed and did not think about his voice, and the thing that had been removed from it, and what that meant. Not for long, anyway.

"From what you've told me, Kady, I don't think she was forced in any way. I think you mesmerized her. Got under her skin. She does not trust you because she thinks you know something about her father's death. Which is reasonable, going by her age and what she's been through. But guess what?" I said nothing. "She still wants you. She agreed to come to Asia with you when you popped the question. No hesitation, right?" There had been none so I shook my head from side to side. "But I bet she agreed because of the prospect of having sex with me." "And it isn't bad for her to desire whoever she feels like, my friend." Caine picked up his cup and took another sip. "And you don't think I put that de

he adds with a shrug, “I don’t know why you’re making such a big deal, you already knew what I’m like.” And there it is. That unnecessary comment. That final push. “Oh no,” I mutter. “You crossed the line.” “Lucas…” Sofi starts. Too late. “No,” I say, pointing at him. “This guy needs someone to explain how the real world works.” Mateo smiles, but now it’s dangerous. “And that’s gonna be you?” “Gladly.” And then it happens. I lunge at him without thinking, grab him by the shirt and slam him against the wall hard enough for the impact to echo through the room.

I avoid the Vampire High Council Floor entirely, steering Kaia up the hidden servants' staircase to her quarters. "Did you even have a sliver of fun?" she mutters, kicking off her shoes as I pull back the heavy velvet duvet. "Zero. Kieran is a brain-dead brute," I snap, helping her strip down to her tunic. "I am going to be a virgin until the next century. He has had so many concussions from rogue training that he can barely count to ten." "You will find your match, Lyra," she murmurs, her eyelids fluttering shut as she burrows into the fur blankets. "It will be explosive. Not some messy, rushed fumble in the back of a pack truck with a sweaty boy."

“They may be different in some ways, but they all have a craving for one thing. Men always want what’s down there and my prude of a sister would never give it to the King. Trust me. By tomorrow morning, he’d have long forgotten about Hailey’s existence and would be begging to make me his.” Fuck. Not now, Hailey. Do not dare cry right now, you stupid girl. Why would you even care about some unfaithful dickhead? You should be glad he’s shown his true colors before more could happen. Be happy you’ll be away from him too. Kylo. Kylo was different from him and though I’m not expecting to suddenly start a relationship with him just because of that and our mate bond, I felt secure knowing he would

But instead, it's Liam who stands before me, his once-handsome features marred by blood and dirt. Our eyes meet, and in that fleeting moment, a whirlwind of emotions floods my senses: pain, anger, fear... but above all, an overwhelming sense of longing. "Liam," I whisper, my voice barely more than a breathy exhale. I take a tentative step forward, my heart pounding in my chest. "I'm very dirty," he says, his voice strained with exhaustion. I freeze in place, my eyes tracing the marks of battle etched upon his arms and face. His clothes are torn, his leg bearing the telltale signs of injury.

Danial folded his arms across his chest and confronted Kimberly, who had unintentionally said so. "It's not like that. I-" "Do you think I enjoy my time off from work?" Danial inquired, causing Kimberly to feel guilty. "I'm sorry, I've gone too far." "You are indeed very outrageous; don't Because of your position as my lawyer, you are starting to slide," said Danial. Actually, the man was just teasing and pretending to be annoyed at Kimberly. "No, I'm sorry," Kimberly said, bowing her head. Danial's gaze fell on her fingers as she played with the hem of his shirt, making him frown. Danial turned his face away.

she smiled sheepishly, moving backwards with her hands surrendering. I sighed in relief, taking a deep breath. She doesn't know. She doesn't know. Calm down Kia. 'You sly fox!' my mind cursed but my mouth said different words, passing a friendly gaze. "Why are you here?" "The Don wants you to clean his room," She replied. Fuck him… "Why did he suddenly want me to clean his room? I don't even know the passcode," I objected, gritting my teeth. "Because you're his queen, I guess? He left the door open just in case," Cleo smiled, her voice purely sarcastic and dripping with ridicule.

"That's a big lie, imagine having everything without stress, just a call you have it at your table. The truth is Kieran took after his real father, his real father was a confirmed flirt, he also impregnated his secretary and an actress that once acted with him, the actress aborted it and when it got to the secretary's turn she almost lost her life." "Wow, even a fan like you already knows him more than his family members, you know what? You all are just jealous that you can't be like him and can't have a nightstand with him, go get a job instead of sitting and bad-mouthing someone you have never met." She yelled at them like a crazy lady and they called her crazy leaving the spot she is.

Like a whisper. Inside. Were personal things. Pictures of her. And Kieran. Smiling. Happy. Before I stole. Her life. There was a journal. Hidden behind. Her spare scrubs. I opened it. Read her words. *Kieran seems distant lately. Like he's hiding something. Sometimes I catch him. Staring at nothing. His eyes look empty. Almost black.* Black eyes. Like the creature. From the accident. My blood. It turned cold. *He says he loves me. But his touch feels wrong. Cold. Like touching ice.*