Lemon Fanfic Novels & Stories

Jeff pouted. “If you try to engage me, I will grab your rabbit, kill it and use its skin to clean my shoes.” Liam threatened. Jeff swallowed and followed his nanny to where he was going to sleep. Maybe brining Jeff had been a bad idea. Liam turned around and by the time he had set his head up, Ashley was nowhere in sight. Then Ace came up to the alter with a young girl with red hair. “A mate has been chosen!” “I now pronounce you, Alpha Ace of the feather pack and Luna Maria of the Air pack as mate for life.”

he replied, his tone flirtatious. “Me? How?” Lily asked, raising an eyebrow, genuinely curious. He stepped closer, taking her hand and placing it on his chest, his heart beating steadily beneath her palm. “You entered my heart without my permission, and that’s trespassing too.” Lily chuckled, shaking her head. “Such a cheesy line, Lewis,” she said, trying to suppress her laughter, but the warmth in her cheeks betrayed her amusement. “Well, I am clingy with you only; otherwise, people know me as a strict businessman,” Lewis said with a playful smirk.

“I was a virgin. How the hell he knew with one look at me is beyond me, but I started to suspect the guy could read minds at one point so maybe he read mine. He also really, really loved my ass. His hands were on it all the time. I couldn’t walk past him in the house without him touching it. If I was at the sink getting water, hands on my ass. If I was brushing my teeth, hands on my ass. Heaven forbid I bent over to pick something up because then my ass would be naked, and he would be gripping it. I learned very early to bend my knees and squat down to pick anything off the floor.” “If he wasn’t so ugly, could you have loved him? I mean it sounds like he was really into you.” “His looks were

“Cute as always, my darling Luna,” she affectionately addressed Myla. “I’m not a Luna, and I don’t want to be his Luna. He’s a jerk,” Myla sulked, sharing her feelings about Alex. The woman’s brows furrowed in response to Myla’s frustration. “Huh, I could have sworn you’d love him,” the moon goddess said, lifting her head and appearing conflicted. “He... he doesn’t care about our bond,” Myla confessed, her hands wringing together as she avoided looking directly at the beautiful woman.

"L-lemons?" May spared him a double take glance before going with the last chance Dylan might let her have, before he gets her head. "Lemons." She whispered to herself before sending a message to the ground. He caught the whiff of the lemon scent he anxiously hoped was right. For a moment, they both watched Dylan stand still without a reaction, his eyes on them like he was still waiting for the trick that had long been at play. "Why isn't he reacting?" he found himself mutter lowly to May.

Our secret was our lifeline, a promise of a future where we could be open about our bond. However, Matt's unexpected move caught me off guard. He pulled me to a quiet corner, the back bench where nobody could eavesdrop. I could feel the butterflies fluttering in my stomach at his touch, but they vanished the moment I saw the anger etched on his face. His voice, hoarse and edged with frustration, demanded to know where I'd been the night before. I couldn't help but let out an exasperated sigh."Dude, I was exactly where we were supposed to meet," I retorted, my voice tinged with hurt and annoyance. "You bailed on our plans."My head was pounding, the pain now a cruel soundtrack to our heated ex

"Get. Out. Of. Them." Leo hesitated, his gaze dropping to the floor. He was still the same shy boy who had kissed me in the grass six years ago, even if he had grown a backbone. He slowly peeled off the soaked sweater, his movements stiff and mechanical. He stood there in a thin, white undershirt that clung to his lean frame, his skin pale and glistening with cold. I stripped off my own gear, tossing my damp shirt aside. I didn't care about the cold. I only cared about the way Leo was looking{ at me, his eyes scanning the muscles of my chest and the tattoo on my ribs . I could see the heat rising in his cheeks, a faint pink that had nothing to do with the wind.

“You’re scared of me and Amelia because deep down, you know she never stopped loving me.” Damien’s eyes flared. Aiden stepped closer, voice dropping dangerously. “And hear me clearly,” he said, each word sharp, deliberate, cutting through the air. “Amelia is mine. She will be my Luna again.” That was it. Damien snapped. He charged again. The two men collided violently. Fists flew. Bodies clashed. Blood splattered in the air as punches landed one after another with brutal force. Damien’s rage was unrestrained, wild. Aiden’s anger was controlled but equally destructive, every strike precise, fueled by something deeper than anger.

CHAPTER 17– HIM AGAIN?! Leon hunched over his laptop, fingers hammering the keys with feverish need. Damian’s mouth claimed him again on the screen—rimming him deep, relentless, before flipping him over and fucking him senseless. Just like always. Leon twisted the truth, swapping Aaron’s raw aggression for Damian’s golden perfection. His breath hitched. Heat coiled low in his gut. His right hand slipped down into his trousers, fingers wrapping around his throbbing length. A low groan escaped him as he stroked slowly, matching the rhythm he typed.

My only regret was not giving her a chance to prove that she hadn’t betrayed me. I glanced at my vibrating phone on the table. I picked up the call from Alpha Romeo. “Hey, Dude. How are you? Have you been lying on your bed and wincing in pain all day?” Alpha Romeo said in a mocking tone, and then he chuckled. “If you were in front of me, I would have stabbed you with an arrow I got from my secret admirer,” I smirked. Beta Duncan rolled his eyes and shook his head. Alpha Romeo laughed out loud. “You know your body will become immune to poison if you keep getting poisoned.”