Oc Fanfic Novels & Stories

"Do you mind, Evee? You'd be doing me a solid and we are best friends." "I mean...he is outrageously hot...maybe it wouldn't be so bad being his sex slave." I could barely get the words out without laughing. We heard movement behind his door. I had hope but he still wasn't moving so I went to my last resort. I could tell Fiona was about to lose it. "I mean shacking up with King Rian does beat sleeping in a cage." And she lost it. She banged harder on the door, yelling at him in multiple languages. "Ok fine, fuck it. Liam and I need some alone time so I'm going to drop you off over at Rian's. Bye Oisin!"

I am convincing myself that all I want from him is sex. The man that makes you scream: My apartment, 8 o'clock. Wear something easy to slip out of. Olive: See you then. If I keep telling myself that it's just sex, maybe my heart will believe it, too. **I hope you enjoyed the steamy scene. How do you feel Olive will do at keeping it strictly sexual?**

When the hour grew late, he nudged me with my dress along with shoes in hand and said, “It is time to return and figure out our room arrangements since you have claimed mine.” Huffing at him, I nipped playfully at his heels and dashed off toward our residence. Believing that I was quicker, I yelped when he ran next to me and scooped me off the ground, chuckling heartily. “Nice try, tiny Luna,” he asserted roughly with a grin while Ojani pouted in his arms. He snickered and bopped her nose, surprising us both. “He's a nice Lycan,” she said in awe, and I agreed with her, but wondered what Cesan meant by Frost being the opposite of him…

Ernesta smiled and replied, “It’s not that strange. The novel is written from the protagonist’s perspective, it reflects her subjective point of view. That’s all.” “But in the novel, it says this: Fiona held Ernesta’s hand, her eyes brimming with tears and affection. She said, ‘Ernesta, you’ve suffered so much before. From now on, treat this as your home. If you ever need anything, just tell me. I’ll do everything I can to help you.’ Someone who could say something like that clearly values their relationship, so how could she treat you so coldly now? Or maybe… this Fiona has been replaced by another soul, just like how you replaced the original Ernesta?”

NADIA POV Octavia my love. My love is my obsession hence Octavia is my obsession. I have been obsessed with her for 5 years but not once did she notice. All she did was obsess over that arrogant cheat, Nick. I remember how I struggled to separate them, only for her to end up with the more handsome alpha, Eren. At first I thought I could use their union to my advantage but then that madman had to go ahead and ruin everything. He just had to give her the best sex of her life.

Both are the characters from my previous book, Oops I Married A CEO By Mistake. If you want you can read the book, but this Sophia/ Rowan book can also be read as a stand-alone novel. However, instead of starting a new book all over, I will add its chapters HERE. Once I will write the Epilogue of this book (Ouch! My CEO Fiance Fell For His Maid) after that I will take a rest for a few days and then will start writing the additional chapters. For those who want to stop at the Epilogue, is completely fine with me. :-)

“Don’t go poking that crazy woman either.” Her eyes widened. “You just called her crazy. You’re dead.” “…You still gonna tell me that ‘epic’ story or not?” “Of course!” she said, instantly switching gears. She pulled him to sit and, after checking no one was around, launched into a dramatic retelling— half truth, half exaggerated fanfiction. When she finished, Ollie’s face was unreadable. “So… they teamed up and made our cousin a widower? And he didn’t kill them? Weird. I should go talk to him about that.”

Daniel rescues it, slapping Owen on the back heartily. “Too long,” Daniel agrees. “Far too long.” Owen turns and gestures to me to come join them. “And this is my mate, Ella.” “Owen Frost, mated,” Daniel says, a brilliant smile flashing across his light-brown face as he reaches for my hand. He bends to brush a kiss over my knuckles and yeah, maybe I swoon a little bit. His stubbly jaw is nearly as quick and square as Owen’s, and his dark eyes are as warm as Owen’s are cold.

Alora’s POV “Sorry for the noise, guys,” she walks in nonchalantly. “It's Ooden and Danabel, they are really having a good time!” she laughs before setting her eyes on me. “I think it is you making all of these to cook here. Come on baby!” she laughs teasing me as she settles down. “You know I have always suspected Danabel to be a lesbian. Your scent affects her so much. But of all the people to sleep with, she is fucking Ooden?? The disgusting Ooden! This is the first time they are fucking though. I guess the both of them I just horny as fuck. I wish I have this kind of superpower- the one you have- make people fuck themselves and stuff…”

Owen P.O.V "OWEN BROWN, YOU BETTER HAVE SOME EXPLANATION FOR THIS ARTICLE! WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY TALKING ABOUT? YOU SAID YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND, THEN WHO ARE THESE WOMEN YOU’RE FOOLING AROUND WITH?!” I winced at the sound of my mother’s voice blasting through the speaker of my phone. She always had a way of making everything feel like the end of the world, especially when it came to the mess that was my love life—or lack thereof.