Period Fanfic Novels & Stories

I snort, “You know my secret, and I’ll like to know all of yours.” “You know about the LonelyFans thing. Isn’t that enough?” “I also know you like expensive stuff. But no, I’m not just going to hop in a stranger's bed.” “Again with that thing.” He mutters underneath his breath. “Yes, again, and best believe I will get into your bed. I always end up doing whatever I want, when I want anyway. Just his your time I guess.” I say with a shrug. “A sub with a mouth on her gets punished all the time, you know that right?”

"No, I do not want to know. Will it make a difference?" "Not in the slightest, but some days I feel we have too much estrogen in our clan." Nicolas's devilish grin let her know he teased but her sharp nails extended and caused small wounds in his naked thigh. "Okay, not enough estrogen must be the problem." His playful words did the trick and the sound of her telepathic laughter was music to his ears. Both their heads turned at the sound of someone knocking on the front door. Zenya looked at her mate. "Are we expecting anyone?"

Even so, the Russian thought it wise to let sleeping dogs lie and was doing her best to continue on as if nothing ever happened. “Come on, don’t cry,” Fiana coaxed. “I hate it when you cry.” She wiped her lover’s tears with her sleeve. “Awe honey. I know it’s been rough lately. I took longer than normal to get my act together and you don’t need to tell me what a bear I’ve been. I know how bad I was. It’s just... this... this one was extra tough. I mean writing about men and their fantasies. What the fuck do I know about that? What kind of an assignment was that anyway? Who the fuck cares about their fantasies? It was an ass kicker for me and I know I took it out on you. I know I did and... a

The bed was in the opposite corner of the room from the desk, so I wasn't perfectly behind Erin, but she would still have to turn to see me. I pulled a blanket up and over my legs and started to explore. I really like a slow build to my orgasms, and I was especially trying to be subtle while Erin was in the room. I pulled out my phone and went to my favorite fan fic sites to find something good (no judgment!). It was all the same stuff. I began the endless scroll of trying to find something good. Nothing.

"What do you think?" Julia smiled. "You are a sadistic genius," she said. Michael pulled the blade sharply upward and Mickey screamed until Julia got sick of it and stuffed a bar towel into his mouth. She leaned over him. "Now, listen to me you fat wanker. This is just a dream, so my friend hasn't really cut off your tiny little dick. Thing is, when you wake up, it'll be just like he has. You won't be able to get it up, and I doubt you'll have much interest in sex anyway."

Lila cried out, the sudden stretch making her eyes water. "Take this cock like a slutty little girl,” he growled, spanking her ass hard. The sharp slap echoed as he fucked her with raw intensity, hips slamming against her ass. Lila moaned loudly, hands pressed against the glass, body rocking with every brutal thrust. "I’ll fuck you senseless,” he rasped against her ear, pounding deeper, “you won’t be able to write another scene about me without wishing I was buried inside you like this.” Lila’s eyes widened in shock. Her mind reeled. What!? He knew about her Fanfics? He read them?.

I perched on the edge of the cushion, my oversized hoodie suddenly feeling too warm. “This is surreal,” I said. “I have been subscribing for months. Sending gifts. Typing stupid requests. And you were right across the courtyard the whole time.” He grinned, that same smirk I had seen in the hallway and on my screen a hundred times. “I know. I recognized your username early on. SassySiren. You always tip big and ask for the slow teases. My favorite kind of fan. When I saw you in the hall that first week, blushing and running off, I thought it was funny. Then I realized my number one was living right there.”

The smell hit me hard, and my clumsy attempts to chug it simply made me choke and cough violently. Once I was tipsy, I started to type furiously on my phone. However, I ended up deleting everything. Suddenly, a lean figure appeared at the door. It was a man with a gentle look. When Mandy caught sight of her boyfriend, her expression instantly fell. "I can explain… Would you believe me if I said I came here to gather research for my fanfiction?" In response, the man came over and dragged Mandy away. "Mandy, if you want to write your fanfiction, you can use my body for research. Do I not have enough material for you? How about we work harder when we get home, hmm?"

The number dropped from 1% to 0. The system gave me a choice. If I wanted to avoid the pain of failure, I could bind to the Perfect Partner System and become the wife Spencer wanted. I hesitated. I asked, “What if he notices something is off?” The system was always cold, but its reply cut deeper than usual. “He doesn’t love you anymore. He won’t notice.” It was true. Spencer did not love me anymore. The man who once filled his world with my presence was gone. He was burning with anger. I looked at him and whispered, “Isn’t this what you wanted?”

Everyone else is treating me differently, even though I feel the same. My regular phone rings as I walk further into my room. Looking at it, I’m pleasantly pleased to see that it is Nancy texting me now, not Wes with more terrible books to give. I open the message. I have a recommendation for you, based on what we talked about. I really think you are going to like this one. It was pretty eye opening for me. Mild really, but a good place for beginners. I blush fiercely but I still click on the link. It leads to a website of fanfiction. I don’t recognize the series it is linked too, so none of the characters are familiar to me.