Lemon Fanfic Novels & Stories

Furious at him for coming in here, "There's no 'we'! There'll never be a we!" Sam forced himself to stay by the door while every inch of him yelled at him to walk up to her and slam her mouth shut with his, "Layla, you can't fight this alone. This enormous heat is gonna eat your wolf from the inside out," "What are you suggesting?" She groaned, "That I sleep with the enemy? Don't pretend like this is fate's gift. This is fate's curse. I was supposed to find my mate at my pack...not here...not you! You and I don't mix, we destroy each other!"

Since am officially safe today, I can't wait for you to come home tonight, and I forgot to tell you, I enjoyed our loving making yesterday. A groan formed at the back of his throat when he read the last lines of her message; his mind going back to how smoking hot she looked yesterday under him; purely mouthwatering. Liam felt himself getting a hard-on as he imagined the sight of her naked body again; he didn't know why, but every time he looked at her, she still looked like a cute innocent bunny, and he couldn't help but fall over and over again. Ignoring the staff in front of him, he typed back,

My cheeks heated up, and I quickly turned my eyes gaze away from him. It was extremely hard to keep up because I could still feel his eyes on me. I tried to focus on something else. I glanced up and met Fiona staring dumbfounded at the Lycan, her eyes turning to look at me, then back at him, before finally settling her eyes on me, her eyebrows pulled together in a frown while she clenched her fists by her side. I knew she must hate that I was getting attention from someone else, especially the Lycan.

She blinks at me with surprise. "I just find him fierce, that's all. I'll make dinner then I need to study." I cannot hide my irritation with her as I open one of the cupboards to get my ingredients. I'm in the depths of the stock room trying to keep my voice casual. "Okay, Hera Crimson, keep your ratchet on. " I chuckled, I never knew that Hera had an obsession with the De Leon's. "I hope you collected his number today, bitch." Hera yells on the phone, nearly demolishing my eardrum.

"You're still too young, Lemon. You shouldn't be thinking about those things." Lemon smiled at me and hugged me. "I missed you," she muttered. Hah, trying to change the subject, huh? I hugged her back. "I missed you too," I replied. ... Lemon and I spent the night watching her favorite drama. I didn't know she was really a fan of romance and fantasy. That's why she knows lots of stuff about love. "That actor is handsome, isn't he?" She pointed at a man on the screen. At first, I didn't see him clearly, but I was surprised when his face was utterly shown on screen.

Mable walked over to the bedside and handed Lemon, who could not wait to be hugged by her dad, to Blair. “Let Daddy hold you, sweetheart.” Blair held Lemon and kissed her soft face. “Daddy, kissy...” Lemon also kissed her daddy’s cheek, her large eyes staring adorably at him. The familiar embrace of her father made her feel warm. Lemon hugged his neck tightly, refusing to let go. She nuzzled her little head against his chest, acting spoiled.

Her face was reflective of her stories, not her actual personality. A girl like her was a good match for Damon. Whether it was Shannon or Leah, they were not in the same league as Veronica. On the other hand, Veronica didn't notice any stories from Celeste and only liked her cover photo. The cover photo showed Leo chasing after a butterfly when he was two. Leo had displayed incredible talent at that time but was still adorably absent-minded. Celeste felt relieved when Veronica liked her cover photo. The feeling of Damon with Veronica felt simple; it was different from how he was with Sherry or Shannon. They may go all the way and last a lifetime.

"We are both men, So what? Love is love." The next second, Jonathan drowned in the sea of ​ marshmellow created by Liam's kiss on the lips. *** The Deal "You've found it," Leon teased. "Your mate." "Yeah. How do you know?" "Korn tell me. He slept peacefully after you let him tag the mate." "I thought I'd never find my mate," Liam mutters. "However, the old shaman turned out to be right." Leon nudged Liam's arm with sparkling eyes. "You know, I think I found my mate here too. I've been seeing her for a while but it's so hard to get close to her because the aunts keep asking me to tell their fortunes."

“My father died, my mother blamed me for his death, his debts from nowhere took over, I had to work double shifts to meet up but it wasn't enough still.” “Hmmm,” Leon sighed. “It's just a matter of time. You'll definitely achieve your dreams. With me by your side, of course.” Amber let out a laugh. “Ah. You're so full of yourself.” “Why not? I'm Leon Viremont.” “Right. The almighty Leon Viremont,” Amber said in sarcasm, then laughter again. He smiled, his eyes softening as he reached for her hand between them. Their fingers brushed, then intertwined slowly. None of them spoke for a moment. The air was filled with tension and unspoken desires.

Unbuttoning her blouse, I unclasp her bra and bring her nipples to my mouth, pulling and sucking hard. “Ash,” she moans out my name in a breathless whisper and wiggles her hips as she pulls her skirt down. My mind goes back to Liam’s face, smiling and happy - before I could even think, I buried myself deep in Fallon. “Ash, wait-” she starts again, but I shut her up with a kiss and flip her onto her stomach. I wrap one hand around her throat and the other around her waist before pounding into her. Why was I feeling so fucking angry? Who Liam’s friends are and who he hangs out with shouldn’t matter to me. It’s not like I’m supposed to be his only friend, right? He was only helping me out with