Loud House Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Hello, Hunter? When I got nothing I was worried but I suspected something must have happened. Sighing, I dropped my phone on the kitchen counter to finally answer the car that had been following me around as I texted. Louise watched me pour his milk into his special bowl, bought for him by Cynthia, his eyes never leaving me not even to blink. Needing a distraction from my situation with my friends, I thought back to the dream I had of me and him in my bed with his body moving over mine. Our skin touching, breathing heavily as we waited for release, not wanting to go alone but together. It has been spectacular. The smoke alarm began to ring, jolting me out of my day dream which made me pour m

After all, they were once lovers and he had lost count of how many times he had seen them together after her return to Oak City. "Sure" Lucas nodded, intertwining his ten fingers together. He smiled and both parties said goodnight to each other. Lucas waited and watched the retreating back view of the two lovers. Louis can't stop kissing her hair and holding her so romantically. A dirty thought crossed his mind. Will Louis be taking Pamela to his Mansion that night and possibly… Oh no, it's not right to think that way about his friend. He got into the car and drove out of the Hayden's Mansion, leaving the two love birds behind.

Alexa brushed past Cheyenne with a dismissive glare. It was late in the evening, Haze had just dropped me off at the Hernandez mansion, I walked into the living room feeling exhausted, the whole chaos was quite draining. I walked through the dimly lit hallway, eager to get to my room and fall asleep. As I turned the corner, I nearly collided with Lorenzo. Lorenzo's eyes narrowed as he looked down at me, a mixture of anger and frustration flashing in his gaze. “You're really with Haze now, huh? His voice was low, filled with bitterness

My heart raced with a mix of anticipation and anxiety, unsure of what I would find when I finally met the man from my dreams. The man in my dream. This is really weird and my head was already swirling with lots of questions. As we approached a hidden door at the end of a dark corridor, I braced myself for what was to come. Ethan pushed open the door, revealing a narrow staircase that led down into darkness. We descended cautiously, the musty air growing colder as we ventured further into the depths of the mansion. After what felt like an eternity, we arrived at a solid iron door, its surface worn and rusted. Ethan brought out a key from his pocket and unlocked the door, pulling it open with

Jonathan interjected, standing up and moving towards Hue in an attempt to diffuse the tension. But Hue wasn't having it. He shoved Jonathan back with a growl, his face twisted in anger. "Get off me!" he screamed, and before anyone could react, Hue's fist connected with Jonathan's face, sending him stumbling back, blood streaming from his nose. "What are you doing in my fiancée's house?" Hue yelled, following the punch with another, this time knocking Jonathan to the ground.

As I returned home, intermittent laughter echoed from the second-floor bedroom. I took off my coat, draped it over my arm, and hesitated for a moment. Finally, I walked toward the bedroom with heavy steps. Pushing open the ornate oak doors, I immediately saw Jeffery. His crisp white shirt was half-open, and his tie was long gone. The girl in his arms was feeding him strawberries. Though he playfully pushed her hand away, his expression revealed he was quite pleased.

Helena exclaimed to the teens and seconds later, the DJ played the upbeat music once again. Lorcan put Hettie on the sofa, their mother attended to her immediately. All the helpers seem wiped off to the sides by seeing our expressions and probably feeling the obvious tension. Mr. Laxus inhaled sharply, he shut his eyes and when he opened it again, it looked like deadly ice.

He pulled Louis toward the bed, his hands already roaming Louis's body, fingers tracing familiar paths. "We are not going to fuck in a hospital room," Louis said. Lorenzo kissed his neck. "Why not?" "Quite this, Lorenzo," Louis yapped, pushing weakly at his chest. ***** Louis stood in front of the car…sleek, silver, curved like something from the future. His fingers traced the hood softly, almost reverently. "This is so cool." Lorenzo stood beside him, running his hand along the hood like a proud father. "Great Aunt Gia wants to see you," Louis said.

The farther we moved, the more distant the gunfire became. But the fear never faded. Not even slightly. Ava walked close beside me. “This feels insane.” I let out a weak breath. “I miss when my biggest problem was divorce papers.” A tired laugh escaped her despite everything. “Honestly? Same.” Even Damian looked faintly amused for half a second before the expression disappeared again. We reached a reinforced steel hallway moments later. Lucien stopped near a hidden security panel and entered a code quickly. A heavy door unlocked with a loud metallic sound.

The room also had an LED Television and DVD, including a radio/MP3 system with surround sound. As soon as they were inside the room, Lemuel swung the door shut and locked her in an embrace, drawing her into his arms. Then he took possession of her mouth straight away, pressing his lips against hers. He could feel her soft lips pressing back against his in response and tore his lips apart from hers, leaving her confused and wanting.