Persona 5 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Jordan groaned, giving her the fucking she craved and in his head he imagined the look on Jordan's face when his eighteen-year-old friend saw that he had conquered a woman on par with Faith' perfection to add to their freshly started p**n-themed Onlyfans. Damn, he was fucking a gold mine and he was desperate to mine it! "AHHHH! YES! Ahhh! AHHHH!" she groaned, her cunt quivering around him, and although she was close, she had to put her foot down to the p**n fantasy that Jordan was conducting. "Ahhhhh! I'm your whore, but you can't make me do p**n!" Faith moaned and her words did the unthinkable, it made him completely unhinged.

He bit his lip, as if holding back something. "I made a huge mistake leaving you. I thought I only loved Lena, only loved the heart that was in your body. But I was wrong. I love you. I have fallen in love with you. You are the one I love, not Lena's heart. Please, come back to me." My breath caught. The words I had once longed to hear now felt like a wound that had been reopened. I stared at him sharply. "Five years ago, I was merely a shadow of your past. What makes you think I would come back?"

“You were never his wife.” “No,” she agreed easily, settling onto the arm of a nearby sofa as if she'd sat there a hundred times before, “but I was supposed to be. Everyone assumed it. His family assumed it. I assumed it.” She examined her nails, bored, casual, cruel in the way only someone confident in their own charm could manage. “Funny how these things change.” “People change their minds,” I said evenly. “It happens.” “Oh, it wasn't his mind that changed.” Her eyes lifted back to mine, glittering. “Men like Maximilian don't fall out of love. They get distracted. Redirected. You'll understand eventually, once the novelty wears off and he remembers what he actually wants.”

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"That's gotta be Delta, a special case. When I or Gamma want to use Beta with powers, we transfer some of our powers to an empty body, Delta, and let Beta take control and a character trait of the one who gave the power is also transferred to Beta. Earlier I gave Delta enough power to summon a golem but not enough to defeat it for example. "Wonderful, simply wonderful..." "Not exactly. As I said, each persona has its own mind. The problem is we can have different opinions, for example, you didn't make a pact with Anesidora, you made a pact with 'Sigma', but maybe Gamma wouldn't want that, maybe Beta would be too scared, oh but don't worry, since they didn't react, that means that they agree.

Five Years Later I wish I could say the nightmares had faded with time, but that would be a lie. Every night, they haunt me. The memories crash over me like a tidal wave the moment I jolt awake: Yolanda McKinney—the fake princess of the Blue Moon Pack, the so-called Alpha heiress—her crazed eyes locked on me as she floored the gas pedal. The sickening crunch of my leg as her car struck me, the searing pain as I crumpled to the ground, and the echo of her merciless laughter as she sped away.

“Harley. What is Project Five?” My heart slams. I see memory flashes. My father yelling at Vaughn in the basement, “Five is unstable,” “it should’ve been terminated,” “the Other is the key.” I force myself to speak. “I– I don’t know, it’s all vague in my head. Just– flashes of memories and um, I… think… I think maybe Five refers to a subject. A girl. Maybe it’s connected to the picture Luca’s uncle saw.” Gavin stiffens. “A girl? So maybe there’s someone else or–”

she glances at the bulge in my pants. "Oh, you’re definitely going to suck my cock, Kira." I rub her parted lips with a thumb. "Wear that lipstick I like tomorrow." Her eyes widen when understanding dawns on her. Did she think this was a one-time thing? I meant it when I said I was going to act out all those fantasies of hers as well as some of my own. ______ Shane’s text message arrives as I reach my car. [I found Grisha’s lackey.] It’s accompanied by the picture of a man stripped to his underwear and strung up the roof of Shane’s favorite spot—the container he prefers to call ‘purgatory’.

Playlist ~ Ed Sheeran - Shivers Fernando's POV This is so unbelievable! Of all things, I Fernando Perez is being accused of being a gay! For crying out loud, do I have the looks of gays? That nosy girl named Sabrina will hear from me when I get home. I know Micaela can never think of me to be a gay if not for her friend who brainwashed her to believe that. But why would Micaela even believe such a lie? Is that how low she thinks of me?

“And what if he does? Wouldn’t that be a lie, then? We both know the person I want may be here in the palace but he is no prince.” I moved closer to her so that we could speak in softer tones, especially as Nathan entered the room and moved toward the stage. “I’m doomed, Piper,” Susie sniffled. “I’ve fallen for a man I can’t have, no matter what I do.” I wanted to encourage her. Surely, we could think of some way for her and Mark to be together. But, on the surface, yes, it did seem impossible. Mark, as a Beta, had pledged his live in service to his prince. Betas, traditionally, didn’t seek or find happiness of their own.