Novel Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Hold on, I need you to go back to the very beginning and explain all that you've just said to me. It seems like I've suddenly developed deafness.” “But dad-” “I said, repeat what you just said, damn it!” “Okay. What I was trying to say is that actually, Alpha Theo and I were having dinner over the disappearance of Luna Tihana when we, uhm, suddenly got drunk.” My heart sank the moment she talked about getting drunk. This can't be real. It couldn't have happened this way. I must be dreaming. “Tell me, best exactly happened, Julia, do not beat around the bush,” I urged while trying to suppress my anger. "W…what I'm trying to say is that we actually had sex!" “What the fuck!”

There's a lot more to come and I hope it'll do justice to the storyline. Also, check out the spin-off of this book "I kissed my ex-boyfriend, & it went wrong" It's Kane-Emily's story— 50 chapters— Completed. Do check it out on goodnovel and let me know your views on it.

This was fate. The hall erupted into whispers. “No way…” “The alpha heir is rooming with a low omega?” “I fear for the omega…” Nova swallowed hard, his throat visibly bobbing, eyes darting around like he was trying to escape the building entirely. His face drained of color. His knees looked weak. My heart throbbed, not with sympathy, but delicious satisfaction. Chaos? No. This would be entertaining. I leaned my head slightly, letting my voice slice through distance. “Well, well,” I whispered loudly enough for him to hear. “Looks like you’re stuck with me, Nova.”

But my impression of badboys was about to change. I sat in the library with a pile of history books on the table beside me. I copied something in my notebook while making reference to the bulky textbook open beside me. I dropped my pen down and sighed irritatedly as the sound of hushed moans kept distracting me. “Fuck yeah. I want three fingers now” The girl whispered huskily and I screwed my nose up in disgust. How could people actually pick a library out of all places to make out in? I stood up and held the table's divider while looking over at the boy and girl that were about to drive me insane with their fornication in a prestigious place such as a library.

/*Flashback*/ Conrad knew we love each other. And he also knew that we haven’t spoken a word about our feelings. And apparently we couldnt mutter to gather the courage in near future too. So Mr. Cupid came up with an excellent idea. He called me and Eric separately on phone talking about our feelings and confessions. And how naive we were. We innocently spoke everything on phone. After two days i got a bouquet delivered on my door step. 99 roses to be exact. And so did Eric. That he informed me later. But the most interesting thing was a note attached.

Until one day, while sitting in the corner of a banquet, I overheard them talking about the north. The northern vampire nobles had suddenly grown rich. A young female vampire had opened new trade routes. She had secured deals of a scale no one had ever dared imagine. Elena. It had to be her. In that instant, all my illusions finally vanished. I was going to find her.

The slick length of his shaft glided in and out, his balls slapping rhythmically against my ass. "Ryan... Ryan, fuck me harder, don't stop, please," I cried out, my eyes squeezed shut, lost in the fantasy. But I knew deep down who was actually between my legs. It was Daniel. My stepson. I was being fucked by my own stepson. "Who else can I fuck if not him, since my husband is never around for me?" I panted. Daniel moved faster, grunting with effort. His rapid, firm strokes sent waves of electricity through every nerve ending of my cunt, the stimulation I had craved for so long since Ryan left. The pleasure built, a tidal wave threatening to break.

I replied without emotion. “What do you remember?” “Just being confused about naked pictures you received from ‘your family friend’.” I said trying to keep my jealousy away. “Then I was dizzy, had some strange dream, and woke up.” “Strange dream?” He questioned raising a brow as he cocked his grin upward. “Not like that perv.” I replied irritated. “What did you dream about?” He said intrigued. “Nothing important. Are you going to talk, or no?” I said frustrated. “Mia and I… have a history. She must be confused with our current situation.” He tried to explain but it was just more vague answers.

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

She click-clacked away in her heels. I stayed buried in Jace's arms, breathing in the cedar scent I knew so well. A line of comments flashed through my mind: [WHAT. I'm done. The male lead was in love with the villainess all along!] [Wait wait wait — what about the original novel? This isn't how it goes!] [Maybe... the original is the original, and this is its own story?] [I'm SOBBING. He loves her so much. I hereby declare this ship CANON AND LOCKED.]