Lookism Fanfic Novels & Stories

he asked softly as stared into my eyes. Fuck! Those eyes look like they are piercing into my soul. I quickly ran my tongue over my dry lips. “No, I—” I paused and counted to five in my head. “No, I do believe you,” I added. Liam's gaze remained rooted on my face and then he chuckled. “You are really a bad liar, Angel eyes,” he said, his voice light with humor. He brushed his thumb across my left eyebrow. “Your left eye twitches like crazy whenever you're lying. I've told you before, right?”

Lisa's cheeks flushed crimson at his playful remark, her gaze darting nervously around the bustling lobby. “Lovebirds, it's not your room,” Sage teased, his voice filled with amusement as he watched the couple's interaction. The comment drew laughter from the group, easing the tension and paving the way for a moment of lighthearted camaraderie amidst the uncertainty that lay ahead.

Sarah's POV In a blink, I pulled my dress down, clenching my thighs together so the semen wouldn't spill out. I couldn’t stop my heart from pounding hard, ready to burst from my chest. We were so lost in pleasure that we didn’t notice someone else had entered. Or maybe Liam knew but didn’t care. Pressing my lips together, the Leo guy stared at me as my gaze scanned him like a hunter sizing prey. So he was the Leo, the same man Lander had invited over to fuck the toy.

I tried to stand, but he held me fast. "Gouge his eyes out. He looked at my Sweetheart but failed to show her any respect." Leo’s words were as light as a feather. I gripped his shoulders tightly as his hand reached my underwear, stroking me through the fabric. Lois and Cam began. Each took a side, stabbing into Smith’s eyes. Smith’s guttural growls erupted. Leo’s finger slipped inside my slick heat, making me bolt upright. I bit my lip to keep from crying out.

; unable to look away. Well, until… “Here’s my favorite referee.” I didn’t need to look behind me to know who it was that now had his arms wrapped around my waist. But I did anyway. He leaned in, and I suddenly found my eyes fleeting elsewhere – specifically, towards the grey-eyed cheerleader beside us, who had a strange look on his face. And as Bryce scooted closer, my hands seemed to work on reflex; they immediately landed on his chest, stopping him from coming any further. I could sense the confusion in his eyes at that action. Uh oh. So, I did the first thing that came to mind – I chuckled. “Sorry, I’m straight. And besides, I’m not into cheerleaders.” “What?” He questioned, lips s

When Joe saw Tyko take his woman’s clit between her lips, he fed the swollen head of his gorgeous cock between her labia and teasingly rubbed it up and down her wet slit before surging in until his cock hairs mashed against hers. Tyko and Leese were both moaning and each would gasp as we plunged our cocks deeper into their hot holes. Tyko loves to talk sexy when she’s hot and every once in a while would comment about how good Leese’s cunt tasted and smelled and asked her if she liked what she was doing to her.

I take my other hand to fumble his pants. I successfully open it, pushing my hands between the cotton and his heated skin. I crawl up his skin, scratching everything my nails can touch. Because as long as my marks are on his body, he will be mine. His hands instantly go to my dress, and Liam pulls it down. I lean on the dresser to help him. We stare at each other for a second, and we both know we've been waiting too long for this. The experience of intimacy with Liam transcended the physical, delving into a realm where emotions and connection intertwined. Each touch, every shared breath, and the warmth of our closeness created a profound sense of unity.

If I ignored her only post on Facebook, I might really believe she was totally innocent. ‘I've found the man I want to spend my life with. I hope you have too.’ It was a chat screenshot. The person she chatted with had a familiar blue wave avatar. He: [Do you refuse to come home because of me?] She: [He loved me a lot.] He: [Then what am I in your heart?} It was the day before New Year's Eve four years ago. Reading that, I suddenly laughed. It turned out that I was just a tool he used to force Scarlett to come back from the very beginning.

They were few left in this world and many Lycan's took several mates as their own to increase the chance of breeding more of their kind. As I approached the front, I saw him. I couldn't imagine sharing him with any other. I wanted him as mine and I would do anything to finally be free of the life I had. He stood tall with his shoulders back. Long dark brown hair teasing his ears, and those bright green eyes that seemed to be fake were shining at me like a siren calling my body to him. He caught my eye, quickly looking over my body and his lip curled up. I bit my bottom lip, hoping he approved of my naked body covered in this thin see-through fabric.

he said, his voice soft and kind. “I figured anyway. You have got that look." "What look?" I furrowed my brows in confusion. "The look of someone who has already given her heart away and doesn't know how to get it back." The words hit me like a punch to the chest. I opened my mouth to say something… anything, but before I could form the words, a hand grabbed Liam's shoulder and yanked him backward. He stumbled, barely catching himself before he hit the ground. He spun around, his hands up and confusion flickering across his face.