One Shots Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“No one sends me anywhere. I wanted you, so I came.” Author's Note: Adea and Shane reference Maxy in this chapter. For those who don't know, they are referring to a one-shot scene. In this scene Maximus takes over while Shane is sleeping, he shifts, and goes to see her. Maximus is in charge and is driven by his wants. He goes to see Adea and there's a spicy scene between Max & Adea. This one-shot is a v a i l a b l e on my P a t r e o n. But I thought I'd give you guys an explanation in case some of you were wondering lol

Deep in my bones, where the exhaustion lived, I already knew. I reached out, my fingers shaking so hard I nearly knocked the toothbrush holder over. I picked up the stick. Two pink lines. They weren't faint. They were bold, dark, and....mocking me. "No," I whispered, the word catching in my dry throat. "No, no, no." I sank onto the closed lid of the toilet, the cold plastic shocking my skin. My mind raced. Six weeks since the night of the rain. Six weeks since the man with the blue eyes and the "no names" rule had walked out of his own bed and left me in the dark.

He shoved aside her thong and slid his fingers inside her. "Liar," he whispered. She moaned. He dropped to his knees. She lifted her leg over his shoulder and slid his thumb finger again into her honey pot. He finger-fucked her. Sherry moans his name, "Enzo." Enzo devoured her with the kind of hunger that made gods jealous and sinners scream. She came with his name on her tongue and fire in her veins. He rose, kissed her fiercely, and then- BANG. A gunshot shattered the silence.

I heard the Isa shout I tried to step on the one next to me but something sharp pierced my arm which I knew was a needle, my vision gradually blurred until my eyes slowly closed and then I lost consciousness _______________ Aykafaye❤️❤️ ******* Vote Follow Comment

“Come on, you have to help yourself.” “I simply don't wish to put myself on the spot.” “It is just me and you, quit making excuses and let's do this.” Reluctantly, I agreed. I took a needle and poked my index and then dropped a drop of blood on the fair ball. Karen cast the spell and we were all set. “Do you love still Declan?” Karen asked the first question. “No.” The ball glowed red. Karen began to smile. “Okay, do you have feelings for Damon?”

"Incubi are born flirts! How do you know you're his only woman? Once he's bored, he'll toss you aside. He doesn't even know what love is! Don't ruin your whole life being his plaything." "Shirley, I fell in love with you at first sight. I don't care if you've slept with that incubus," Jamie said, trying to sound noble. The two of them took turns preaching about true love and morality. Tracy and I had grown up together, yet looking at her now, I barely recognized her. But this time, I wasn't going to give her what she wanted. I yanked my arm free and pulled Lionel toward the entrance. "When your heat cycle's over and you want a divorce, I'll go along with it," I told him.

"I know you’re the one stealing from us. And it hurts that your beautiful little sister will pay the price for it too. Expect your death very soon." I smiled bitterly. Mike had always been smart. He figured it out. I wrote back: "If you can catch air, you can catch me." But I knew this was the beginning of war. Then came the ceremony. That night, under the silver light of the full moon, the Moon Goddess chose Sera as my mate. Her scent hit me like a storm. Her eyes searched mine— hopeful, afraid. For a second, I froze. I could feel it. The bond. The warmth. The peace.

I replied, my eyes brimming with tears, and something darker… pent-up desire. “Do you perhaps want to check out my hotel room?” he asked smoothly, just as I remembered, and I found myself nodding before I could think. “Definitely,” I replied, and I immediately threw myself into his arms, kissing him passionately. It seemed the web of our forbidden affair was far from over, only changed. This time, he was my ex-stepfather. Author's Note: This is the end of One-Night Stand With My Stepfather..

"You're gonna cum on my fingers, right here in the kitchen, aren’t you?" His fingers curled again, rougher now, rubbing my clit just right, slick sounds echoing obscenely. "Say it," he rasped, his breath heavy. "Say you want Daddy to make you cum." AUTHOR'S NOTE: HEY LOVE BUGS😚😍 Thank you so much for reading this story! 💖 Your support really means the world to me. I’d also love to hear your thoughts, suggestions, or even the kinds of fantasies you’d like me to bring to life in future one-shots. Don’t hesitate to share your deepest fantasies—I’ll be checking them and doing my best to make this collection even more exciting for you! Love y'all!

Taking another large drink, he grunted and focused on what this friend was saying. Ria The entire episode with the man who had been furtively photographing her, head left Ria Delano more shaken than she would admit. Her brother Claude had unwittingly revealed that the One-Eyed Dusak had sent her Mumma a photograph of a woman being tortured sexually, sadistically, and he had pinned her face on the victim.