Long Loud House Fanfic Novels & Stories

My voice sounded super loud, in the airplane cabin. The man did not stop typing. The man did not blink. I said please this time I said it louder. You cannot just ignore me for seven hours that is not okay. I am talking, about seven hours of being ignored which's a pretty long time. The thing that is bothering me is that you are ignoring me for seven hours. Lorenzo stopped typing. Then he turned his head slowly. His eyes looked red and tired. They were also kind of empty, in a scary way. The eyes of the man were really empty.

The room was utterly pitch black, the old wooden house creaking softly around us like it was breathing in time with our ragged gasps. Shadows swallowed everything except the faint outline of the bed and the heat radiating between our bodies. The distant sounds of laughter and moaning from the kitchen had faded hours ago. Everyone else was lost in their own drunken haze. Diana was probably still in there, legs spread wide on the table, taking load after load from the last three guys like the eager little slut she was.

I stammered. "Yeah." "When?" "Second year." I tried hard to think back to my sophomore year. Back then, I think I was completely obsessed with a fictional couple back then. Completely unhinged about it. I basically lived in the library, devouring fanfiction day and night. The real world barely existed to me. "I really don't remember." "I know," Charlie said calmly, "you only had eyes for your novels." I was speechless. "Later, I heard you were getting close to a senior, so I gave up."

I wanted to feel like the slut Malakai had turned me into. The house was already loud when we arrived, music thumping through the walls like a second heartbeat, bodies packed shoulder-to-shoulder on the lawn and spilling out onto the wide porch. Colored lights flashed inside, turning the living room into a pulsing, sweaty haze of limbs and laughter. The bass vibrated up through the soles of my heels and straight into my core, making my already-sensitive pussy throb in time with the beat. I grabbed a red plastic cup the second we walked through the door, downing half of it in one long swallow, hoping the sharp burn of cheap vodka would dull the constant, humiliating ache between my legs and t

After an hour, the triplets were back in the house while I fixed my eyes on the blank television, anticipating the awaited moment of horror. Lennox and Levi, on the other hand, were arguing with their dad over the phone. He was furious because they didn't attend the fundraising event. Confusion swirled in my mind as I darted my eyes away from the wall clock, Louis should be screaming right now. “Let me make a countdown,” I thought to myself. “Three” “Two” “One” Suddenly, Louis recoiled in horror, his piercing scream of agony echoing through the entire house. A wicked smile crossed my face, and I tried to stifle the laughter that almost escaped me as I threw my head back.

Rosa set down another plate of toast with a sound like punctuation. “If anyone is planning to become emotional before nine, do it quietly.” That nearly ended Louie. Eiji, who heard everything and understood perhaps half of it and needed none of the understanding to cause trouble, pointed his jam knife toward the room. “This is officially the loudest house in the world.” Elene sighed. “No. It is just ours.” And there it was. No ceremony. No adult blessing. No paperwork. No donor plaque. No therapist’s outcome scale. No threshold language.

Knight smirked and opened the door with a bow, his buttons open to the third, as well as his sleeves. The whole lobby was in dim light, with a DJ on the second floor, shaking and swaying with the huge headphone on. It was a classic, high-taste ball a few hours ago when Raven left them, and now there were only half-dressed boys and girls dancing on the floor with loud music that covers everything. [Guess the elders have gone home.] Knight smirked, mindlinking Raven. It was the only way to talk there. [I don't like this kind of stuff.] Raven frowned, covering his ear with his fingers. How could ANY werewolf stand this loud noise?! With the hearings times of the human, shouldn't they all get a

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There was a lot of eye rolling on my part, but I let him take this one. “Get away from me you lecherous bastard.” I grinned as I heard shouting coming from down the hall. “I swear to the Goddess that if you come anywhere near me, I will cut off your dick and feed it to you.” I could recognise Louise anywhere. I knew she would give as good as she got. I nodded to a grinning Alex, and we set off down towards the sound of the angry pregnant woman. We surrounded the wooden door. The two warriors flanked Alex and me, while Marcus ran point.

She didn't know that Xiao Long was only a little older than her, was a doctor. "Yes, in a sense I am a doctor. Who, then, should I heal?" Xiao Long said directly. "Well, come with me, Brother Xiao Long!" Xian Xian happily walk through the gates, followed by Xiao Long. Xiao Long walks through a big enough yard and in the middle stands a very big house. As he entered the house, he looked at the extravagant furniture on every corner. Not only was the furniture fancy, the furniture also had great artistic value, and from here it was apparent that the homeowners loved art very much.