Novel & Cerita Poc Fanfiction

in compete darkness Charlotte tries to locate her phone to use the flash. She’s suddenly yanked into a firm embrace. His familiar warm body pressed against hers. She tried to protest but he held her firmly. His hot breath brushes ear. “These five years, I’ve spent every single day thinking about how to punish you.” he says before she feels her body go limp and she loses consciousness.

"Mabel clearly brought that on herself. Brandon and Vivian are childhood sweethearts, but she still insists on coming between them." Vivian, amused by the comments, cast me a guarded glance and then said, "You actually agreed to it so readily, Mabel. You're not thinking of using Brandon to get hold of my photo and then vandalize it, are you?" "I was wondering why Mabel was being so nice for once. It turns out she just wants to ruin the glamor shots Vivian specifically had taken!" "Mabel wouldn't dare!" Brandon Dunn, my boyfriend, snapped as he grabbed me by the neck and slammed me to the ground. He finally loosened his grip once he noticed my face turning purple from suffocation.

Sean pov I woke up with a feel of some one tagged onto me . I opened my eyes smiling since I already knew who the person was. I would love to wake up each morning to such a feeling. Events of last night flash back into my mind making me smile even more. You have no idea how long I have waited for this moment to cone. You just have no idea how long. From the moment I set my eyes on her when she bumped into me in the mall, it was love at first sight. I felt I fell for her there and then. You might call me crazy but that is your problem. I am just simply in love and nothing else. I wrapped a hand around her securingly. I loved how I made love to her. The way she kept moaning my name . It surel

When I remembered that I was her first, I couldn't explain the warm feeling inside me, and I was really hoping to find her first, in case she needed money. "She's mine," I thought to myself when I decided I wouldn't let any men touch her. I woke up that morning, feeling a bit under the weather. Who would be exhausted if you tried searching almost every night in that same place? It has been two weeks since the pimp I talked to told me that the woman I slept with probably returned to her home province. "What was her name again? Jocelyn... right, her name is Jocelyn." "Pull yourself together, Ram!" I chastised myself.

And since Pheia came from a modern world where homosexual relationships are so blatant, she is sure what this is. She just let her best friend travel through her fantasies for a minute until she can't keep with it anymore so she tap a little bit hard at Alani's shoulder. Alani then woke up from her stupor and apologized to Pheia. She immediately looked at the other side as if trying to hide her blushing cheeks. Pheia chuckled at her gesture but just didn't comment.

"Where's that little punk? Bring her back to me!" I hid in the room, shaking. The door was already locked, but people were kicking it. Each blow rattled the whole frame. A week ago, I never would've guessed that Golden Island, the resort my fiancee, Sabrina Stone, brought me to, had an underground casino. She and Charlie Jones had been going wild in the casino day and night. I ended up being the one paying for it. The door burst open with a heavy crack. Several burly men in black rushed in at once.

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◇NO POV◇ viranica is happy again as she is getting so close to her prince charming she is thinking to herself now I'm finally happy with my prince charming he is understanding me no more cat fights between us he is being sweet with me I don't want him to propose me I can stay like this only with him I just wish to stay with him forever I don't know how days were passing my life became colorful with my family, friends and with my prince soon her mother entered into room and seen her daughter smiling face her heart is happy

“Sooo… are we calling this a slow-burn romance or enemies-to-lovers? I just need to know for my personal entertainment.” I groaned. “I’m so doomed.” And irritated by Pocholo's teasing.

I just threw the picture in the wooden flame. POV END - A/N- Hope you are all enjoying the story.