Lemon Fanfictions Novels & Stories

He spanks me and rubs the spot gently "Nothing" I moan as he spanks me again "What's that?" "Mr" "Wrong, you're not allowed to call me sir or Mr Lores, only Killian" "Killian" I moan as he spanks me again "Who am I lemon?" "Killian" he spanks me twice this time "That's right and what is your name?" "Lemon" "Good girl" he kisses my ass and lifts me and lays me on the bed. "Do you want me lemon?"

"People believe that the king's Luna matches her king and wants everything he wants. A Luna shouldn't be the mirror image of the Alpha, just the opposite sex." "So your favourite dessert isn't mine, then?" He smirks at me. Laughing, I nod. "Yes, but that is a coincidence, not me saying it to match you on everything. I might change my favourite now, actually." He rolls his eyes. Lemon cheesecake was my favourite. I'm not sure I will enjoy it as much now, not after this. "Elara." I look at him, and he stares at me. "What?" He doesn't reply.

it said. Liam exhaled slowly. Denise whispered, “It doesn’t like that.” “No,” Liam said quietly. A pause. Then softer: “It doesn’t like that you chose me again.” Denise blinked. “I didn’t—” But she stopped. Because she had. Not consciously. Not fully. But enough that everything else had lost clarity again. Below, the forest arcs flickered violently. And for the first time— the system didn’t feel like it was pulling her toward something.

he said, in his very serious voice, which made it funnier. “You are too slow, Grandpa!” Lily screamed, absolutely delighted, sliding in her socks around the corner and disappearing into the hallway. My father looked over at me with this expression that was trying to be dignified and failing completely, and I pressed my lips together so I would not laugh at him. “She is very fast,” “She gets it from Nicholas,” I pointed out. My mother was in the kitchen with our son, Leo, sitting on the counter beside her while she showed him how to stir something in a bowl, and Leo was doing what Leo always did, which was participating enthusiastically and making the surrounding area messier than it needed t

he affirmed. This took Avery aback but she behaved as though nothing was aloof with the little romantic confused speech he had just made so she brushed it off, he couldn't be talking about her now could he? Yeah, she knew he loved her but could he be talking so intently about making her his Luna? "But you are Alpha can't you change these rules?"

It was a disaster; Silas had let his empire rot while he chased a ghost. Leo and Luna sat on either side of me, eating their breakfast with a quiet, disciplined dignity that clearly unsettled the staff. They didn't fidget. They didn't whisper. They sat like young royals, their silver-blonde hair catching the morning light. "Mommy," Luna whispered suddenly, her fork pausing halfway to her mouth. Her violet eyes—hidden behind the contacts—darted toward the grand entrance. "The bad flower is here. I smell the fake jasmine."

“Is that…is that a hickey?” “No?” I say sounding unsure. “I burned myself while doing my hair” I say trying my best to play it cool. “Laurel not everyone can be like you and Leo” that was unfair of me to say but thankfully Laurel took it as me being jealous for not getting enough sex. She blushed laughing and I can tell that the thought of she and Leo makes her so happy. Once again the award of best evil friend goes to me.

she picked it to see Jack was written on it and she opened to read the content of the letter. Dear fam!!!I know doing this isn't the best way to let you all forgive me , I've been a total Jerk and you all accepting me after everything is a dream come true for me but then again,I would love to say my goodbye and start my life afresh until I feel the need to return after a very long time.My mate , Anastasia and Myself had decided to start afresh .This time , without a struggle from any of us and without bordering you all, you've been a strong lil sis all your life and I believe you could still managed the pack very well an Rex Luna , to Rex I did you wrong for becoming your best friend for the

A pang of jealousy hits me. Serena growls in my head. “Fucking bitch!” “Jealous? You should be. You can’t have this kind of bond with him.” Leila mutters confidently. I get up from the sofa and look at her. There’s sadness in my voice as I say. “You’re right. I don’t have this kind of bond with him.” She smirks in victory. I hold the photo and start to tear it from the middle. Her confident smirk fades as she looks at it. “Because I have a bond much purer and beautiful than you can ever have with him.” I say and throw the shreds at her face.