Lookism Fanfic Novels & Stories

"How could you? If you hurt Kira and my children, I will kill you. Not even their hair must you touch violently." "So, you're really obsessed with this water spirit? What did you see in her for goodness sake? I thought everything was lust to you. You told me then, that you're lusting on your bestfriend, you want to have her and all that. But i don't understand what this lust is turning too. Daniel, are you that stupid? I love you for crying out loud! I tried to show my affection for you when she can't but you won't even look at my side." "That lust has turned to love, Nina. Release her and my kids. No matter how you use her or my kids to threaten me, i won't show love you. I don't love you i

Liam said in a soft tone. “Please, you were only there to fulfill your perverted fetish of voyeurism!” Anna rolled her eyes. “Do you think you have anything I’d want to peep at?” His gaze lingered on her chest for a while. Anna quickly crossed her arms in front of her chest. Her cheeks instantly turned red hot. “What are you looking at?” “What do you think I’m looking at?” He chuckled and turned his focus back onto driving. “You…!” Anna looked Liam up and down. She could only the side profile of his face. She gazed at his high nose bridge, the sharp and angular outlines of his face, and the perfectly combed short hair of his…

Elysian’s face was red like a tomato in embarrassment as Lorcan picked her up by her waist and positioned him right in front of her entrance. This made her imagine a lot of weird things in her head. She was so embarrassed at that moment that she refused to meet his eyes. Lorcan was staring at her, observing every curve of her body as lust was rising up in his eyes. When his hawk-like gaze reached to her face he was annoyed to see her refusing eye contact with him.

Valkar barked, startling me, ripping through my thoughts. "Hold your dick!" Lust screamed back, a sinister smile in his voice. "Cyrus," I whispered, convinced now more than ever by what I saw. He's there. He's in there somewhere. I'm coming, Cyrus. I grabbed his feet, pulling myself up. My legs wobbled but I held onto him, gasping for breath. Hope surged inside me and my heart pounded in anticipation. "Stay down," Lust sneered as I grabbed his waist and slowly pulled myself up to stare into his eyes. I couldn't reach him even if I stretched, so I grabbed his shoulders and yanked him down.

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

Right after I kissed his cheek like he belonged to me, because he did, and no part of me could deny that anymore. I didn’t care that people had stared. I didn’t care about the whispers, the shocked gasps, the uneasy shifting of old Alphas watching two males dance like they were lovers in plain sight. Let them watch. Let them choke on their own damn tradition. All I cared about was the way Lorien had looked up at me—blushing, confused, beautiful—and the way his lips had parted when he almost kissed me back. But Isabella… she had to ruin it.

"God! You look sexy." "Thank you, and remember to ravish me tonight the way you promised because I am looking after it, husband," I tell him. He growled and pressed his lips on mine, in front of the whole audiences, hearing cheers and clapping until my enemies entered dressed up in black like the hearltess bastards they were. Lucas's parents approached us, making my body went stiff when my eyes landed on Liam who was looking at me from head to toe with lustful gaze. I heard Lucas's grip on my waist tighten as he saw the look in Liam's eyes.

“Those men?” “Oh, come on.” Leo sank onto the couch like he’d been holding this in for weeks. “Aiden Cross follows you like a puppy with a camera. Viktor Moretti looks at you like you’re a chessboard he wants to conquer. Draven Dusk…” He shook his head. “He looks at you like he’s already decided you’re his.” Liana’s breath caught. “You’re imagining things.” “No, I’m not,” Leo said. “I know men. I know how they think. And right now?” He pointed at her heart. “You’re the prize.”

Lydia speaks up, “Lois and Liam are married not mated, though it is the same difference if you ask me.” “What about your mates though?” I ask them. “I lost my mate a long time ago, and Liam never found his mate before he became a rogue,” Lois explains to me before leaning towards me with a mischievous smile, “Lydia tells me there might be something sparking between you and Alpha Reynolds.” I glance at my friend who suddenly cannot look me in the eye, “Lydia likes to tell tall tales, just ignore her,” I turn back to her. “But we are hoping those sparks turn into a full flame,” Liam speaks up, “You and Alpha Reynolds would be perfect for each other.”

My subconscious warns, and I just stare as Liam's eyes search mine as though we're doing a flipping move in a salsa dance. My breathing gets jerky, and so does his. Oh God! His gaze trails down my caramel skin, from the neck to my cleavage, my brassiere wet and revealing. Stop staring, please. Liam looks hypnotized for a moment, but shortly after he raises his gaze back to my face, and I'm slowly out of his grip. What the heck! I feel hot as I clear my throat, Liam's tempestuous eyes still on me. Do I need a fan? That devil in me whistles inside, utterly happy to feel the damn muscles.