Pj Masks Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Oh no. Jasper is JL. The guy I have love and still do. He is my step brother and now the ruthless, shrewd prince of FFC? Oh no! No way!

King Damian POV I can feel it ever so slightly, the tell-tale pain, she’s having sex with him. I push my documents off my table and stomp to my bedroom to have a bath and relax but the pain, it’s not subsiding {{ ughh fk! }} that should be me! Not him! Especially now that she knows she’s mine, how could she do that? Jewel’s POV

pj's voice just relaxes but it's obvious that he's angry or I'm the only one who thinks that his tone of voice is angry. "Why are you here pj? And why do you know aubrey?" Dwight asked then looked directly at pj and pj was just looking at dwight. "Is aubrey the woman you were talking about?" Pj asked dwight and dwight fell on his forehead and looked at the floor. "I know that were not a close friend but we are teammates in soccer team. And one time-" "Just shut up Howard! Leave aubrey alone!" "No!" "What do you mean?" "I can't leave her alone. The more you want me to leave her, it gave me a reason to want her more" pj said smiling and I was surprised by what dwight did by kicking pj's polo s

"Well, I'm just excited to see Dante. I don't understand why he plays hard to get; he knows he wants me. It's only a matter of time until he's begging to-" "TM-fucking-I Peach, I don't want to hear about how much you want to fuck my brother!" Jasmine exclaimed, covering her ears. I clenched my teeth. It felt as though my entire body was suddenly engulfed in flames. I knew Dante would never be mine, but Jasmine was perfectly okay with Peach openly lusting after him? She had a massive issue with me just touching his hand yesterday. I lowered my gaze to the table, the wood grain suddenly captivating my attention as I sought to regain control of my breathing. "Angel, are you okay?" Jasmine's con

After saying this, Pashika left him alone in the room and went to join her work at the 'cafe Day and Night. Pashika didn't say anything about her job. She was not someone who would be dependent on him completely but she also knew that he would never agree with her. …. At the cafe Day and Night' ARJUN’s POV:- I am looking at her. Fuck! My mind was still in the process of calculating my answer and she left me all alone at home and here you're smiling at that bastard while serving coffee to him. Jaan, you're a bad girl. You'll pay for your stubbornness.

Noncommittally, he fiddled with a scrunched up piece of paper he held between his fingers before saying, "Congratulations, Emiliano." My face remained blank. . . A/N Aiik!❤ Sorry I had to cut this chapter short, didn't want it exceeding a certain word count I'd set for it. ^^ . Don't forget to vote. Comment. Share. And follow!❤

“Looking at your face now, I can tell that's not true. Josh leaned across the table. His scent overwhelmed me, that rich, earthy scent that inspired untamed savagery and lust. I opened my mouth to speak, but I couldn't get a word out without bursting into tears. So I didn't say anything. The space between us felt nonexistent, inconsequential. The heat from his body leaped at me, like flames dancing in the moonlight. “Pietra? Josh asked, his face set in recognition. The sight shocked me. I was so used to people looking at me with pity. Poor Pietra… her father was crushed in a factory accident… poor Pietra, her boyfriend fell into a ravine and split his head… poor Pietra, everyone she loves se

She almost smiled but refrained when she thought of all the times Jasmine had the nicest things while she had nothing, "Yeah. Are you sure?'' He gave a careless nod. He was pulling his IV cord as he ran a hand through his hair. "Huh?" Lucia asked, her brows furrowed. ''I had a dream like that, but it seemed different,'' he said, glaring at Lucia and muttering, 'Am I making any sense?' ''Jasmine appeared to be pregnant. She was wearing a blue outfit and holding onto a plant by a cliff. and I pushed her off.''

This was not how it used to be, but after their return two days ago, things weren't the same again. Jasmine was writhing in pain, each hard thrust seemed to hit her like a hammer on the head. Patrick held her waist in place and didn't care however she was moving her body. He only wants her p**sy, and since he was slamming into her in pleasure, it doesn't matter to him. He was moaning in pleasure. He loves her p**sy a lot. In his pleasure he shut his eyes and failed to notice that something was off down there as he continued pleasing himself and at this time, Jasmine was sobbing.

Third Person POV “Conjuring darkness was not part of our agreement,” Alpha Jonathan seethed as he stood outside of the study, he appointed to Jazzy during her stay with him. Zagreus in his snake form rested on her desk, his eyes turned to slits as Alpha Jonathan stared pointedly at them. Jazzy leaned against her desk, a cocky grin on her perfectly formed lips as she glanced at Zagreus. “Rest easy, my love,” she said to him. “I can handle this quite fine.”