Period Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Chapter 4 Cat’s POV The ceiling fan was still spinning slowly in lazy circles when my eyelids fluttered open. My body felt heavy, deliciously used, like I've been railed nonstop till I passed out. The sunlight slices through the half opened curtains, hitting directly to the damp spot on the duvet right between my legs. I stretched long and slow, with my arms above my head, my back arching off the mattress. A dull ache settled between the lower part of my belly. My pussy throbbed once, hard like it was reminding me that we weren't done yet.

After receiving the consent, Fan Fan went out, the door closed, she sighed, she really admires Orly Lazy, she is talented, beautiful and has the love of Augustus Delvin, Augustus Delvin's feelings for Orly Lazy, of course, she knows but also knows very well, the times of choosing gifts, preparing parties! Anything that could get closer to his and Orly Lazy's distance was all prepared by her, giving ideas, plotting for Augustus Delvin, but he didn't know that each time Pham Pham's heart hurt once more. Inside the door Augustus Delvin was discussing the reward for Orly Lazy.

**Any chapters beyond this point are mini-novellas about the friend group pairs. I thank every one of you for reading my novel. If you’re interested in the following pairs, read on. If not, I hope you'll return to read The Billionaire's Little Brother, which will be released in August 2025. Morgan & Dutton Kimmy & Dante Paul & Madison Tiff & Samuel Morgan and Dutton Dutton’s POV

Mary Bee, my best friend and the marketing department's golden girl, was leaning against my cubicle, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Christ, Mary! Warn a girl next time," I said, clutching my chest dramatically. Mary rolled her eyes, her perfectly manicured nails tapping an impatient rhythm on the cubicle wall. "Drama queen. Listen, we're going out tonight. No excuses." I groaned. "Mary, I can't. I've got to finish this report on—" "On the new wind turbine design that no one's going to read because it'll get buried under a mountain of corporate BS?" Mary cut in, raising an eyebrow.

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.

I sat back, rubbing a hand across my jaw as something unpleasant crawled beneath my skin. It wasn’t about Vivian. Ever once in a while, she got into thee fits of having a crush on a guy her age, but it had never been the son of another alpha before, let alone one as prominent or powerful as Blackfang. I had hoped to see her married sooner rather than later, but she tended to run through boyfriends quickly. I could hold out hope that this young man was different.

Catherine POV Chapter 1 I leaned closer to the webcam, feeling the cool air from the fan brush against my skin as I adjusted the black leather collar around my neck, making sure it sat just right, tight enough to feel the pressure but not so much that it restricted my breathing completely. The room around me was quiet except for the low hum of my laptop and the occasional ping of notifications, the dim light from the ring light casting shadows on my walls covered in posters and scattered clothes. On the screen, the chat was alive with messages scrolling up fast, viewers typing out their demands and compliments, sending virtual hearts and tipping generously every time I moved in a way that pl

The text under the image scrolled like captions: ROUND 3: CARNIVAL. AUTHOR STRAIN: MODERATE. PLAYER LOSS: ACCEPTABLE. I snapped the book shut. The image folded in on itself and vanished. “These are… logs,” I said. “Narratives, the way *it* tells them.” “Correction,” SML said, pulling a volume labeled GAME CITY – MINI-GAMES from the shelf and flipping it open. “It’s fanfic. Bad fanfic. Look at this.” We leaned in.

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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