One Direction Fanfic Novels & Stories

the two girls nodded, one of the girls deliberately bumped Elsa in the shoulder when leaving, probably because she thought Elsa was the reason Danny drove them away. if Raymond was here, he would have recognized the girl. she was the model named Fifi, he embarrassed yesterday. Elsa was knocked back two steps by her when she was just about to respond, Fifi had already left. she frowned at Danny, "what kind of person is that? how rude!" Danny adjusted his glasses, "she's a model wanting to move up the ladder and be an a actress. she hooked up with Todd Anderson recently. which is the reason she's acting so high and mighty ducks." Elsa had no idea who he was, "Todd Anderson? who is that?"

The longer he stared at the screen, the more his irritation brewed within him. "Nora, I can't look at this." He started to push the screen off his face, but she seemed reluctant to let him go. "This is a serious problem sir. People are starting to talk. Her fans, the Selene nation, or whatever she calls them, are scary and they really believe her and sympathize with her. I'm afraid they might start doing some crazy things." Chase glared at Nora. The thought of anyone hurting Mackenzie was more than enough to keep his mind at alert.

With trembling fingers, I pulled the documents out, flipped to the signature page, and scribbled my name across the line, then I shoved the pen back into his chest. "Keep your money, Daniel." I snapped, throwing my car keys at me. "No amount of your money could ever repay the sacrifices I made for you. I had a wonderful life before I ever met you, and now that you won't be in it anymore, I will still have a good life." Bending down, I picked up the handle of my heaviest suitcase while Daniel stood frozen in the doorway, staring down at me with an unreadable expression, until Samantha reached out, grabbed his arm, and pulled him back inside the apartment.

Every touch from the man felt like icy water poured over her burning skin, awakening a primal instinct she could no longer control. In the thick darkness of the room, the boundaries of reality crumbled. Their lips met in a demanding kiss, claiming one another without knowing who the other truly was. Morgan surrendered himself to instinct; his kisses trailed down her neck, across her shoulders, exploring every inch of Camelia's trembling body. That night, within the silent room, cries of passion and ragged breaths became the only melody accompanying the fate that had unwillingly bound them together. The blazing morning sunlight streamed through the glass window, shining directly onto the dish

Nathan added Stephanie suddenly laughed, “Hahahahaha….Fate!” “I’m screwed!” she smile widely “What?” “He is the guy from the club!” “Fuck no!” Nathan showed his disbelief “Yep!” “But, you are fine now! I mean, we know that Martin found out you had ONS, but it seems he doesn’t know it was him, right?” “Just pretend the two of you don’t know each other! Problem solved!” Nathan added “I had sex with him this morning!” Stephanie eyes continue look ahead

“He’s visiting our new prisoner, something about having some fun with her. I would have loved to follow so I could watch, but you know me, I only like the veiny stuff.” “Weird-ass motherfuckers!” Fiona shrugged and turned on her heel as her footsteps echoed with every step she took up the stairs. While Fiona’s heart ached for her brothers, Dione, on the other hand, had gone to bed like a baby, preparing for the next day so he could carry out his plans smoothly. When morning came, he quickly dressed up and readied himself to go over to Jess’s and play the role of a supporting boyfriend. Unknown to Jess, he had far deeper plans than that.

It was just too much, yet I wanted more. When Declan was done with his ‘fingering', he decided to go up north a little. Now this was equally mind blowing. Maybe it was because I had been sexually inactive for over one and half a decade, maybe that was what me feel like Declan was doing something no one else could do. He sucked my nipples softly, carefully giving each of the them equal attention as he sucked slowly and then began to move more quickly with his mouth. With a mastered caution, he bit on them softly and I released the loudest moan. . .so far.

“Second, my relationship with Jess won’t be affected even if I’m an anti-Directioner, which I’m not, by the way. I’m just saying that to let you know that our friendship is bigger than our fandoms.” “A lot of friendships tarnished because of different fandoms.” I shrugged. “Not us. There are four of us and we all have different fandoms. I’m a 5SOS fam, Jess is a Directioner, Mey is a Potterhead, and Norma is our Game of Thrones dork. We’ve been best friends for over seven years. Trust me, not even fandoms can break us.” I swallowed them and added, “and you didn’t answer my question.”

“I thought it might be from one of your fan girls, so I decided to bring it straight to you.” Sean glanced down and folded the envelope in half without realizing it. “I see,” he murmured. His pulse spiked as he drew a slow breath, forcing his expression to remain neutral. The mention of fan girls did nothing to calm him. His hands trembled as memories of being haunted all those years ago came rushing back, sharper and more unsettling than he expected. Yvo noticed the tension and smirked. “You look like you have seen a ghost, Mr. Popular. Is a fan love letter giving you nightmares?”