Poppy Playtime Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It felt like a dream, but Lucian wasn’t about to let me walk away without a catch, even though I had done that. “Yes…” He gently tucked my hair behind my ear, each touch igniting a thrilling spark. “You have just 2 minutes to accomplish that.” “What!” My blood turned to ice. Two minutes isn't enough time for me to search for a key and try each door until I reach the staircase. That could take even longer than just two minutes. I was aware his condition wouldn’t be welcoming, but I certainly didn’t expect that. He nodded, a playful smile on his lips. “Do you want to leave, or are you ready to be stuck with me for the rest of your life?”

Oh, my Goddess! I brought out my phone from my bag and dialed Paige’s number. She picked at the third beep. “Hey, girlfriend!” She beamed. “Paige” I quivered on the phone. “I think alpha Kurt has passed the first two tests!” Bree's Pov: I sat comfortably on the couch and waited for Mr. Kurt to arrive so we could leave for the meeting together. I was just playing games with my phone and was feeling bored already. I’d been waiting for close to an hour now.

“Use me... Punish me... Please, I will do whatever you want. Get him back to me, please, sir. Get my master back to me...” Normally, I would feel aroused when she was in this submissive state. I would engage in play with her throughout the night. How could I explain this in a way that she would understand? “Doll.” “Yes, sir! Can we meet tonight?” she eagerly asked. “I’m currently in Long Island, Zoey, and my family is gathering here. In two weeks, we’ll be going to Edinburgh to meet Eloise’s family. I understand this isn’t the best time or place, and I’m totally to blame for leaving you hanging. I messed up, so stop blaming yourself. We’ll finish this properly when I come back, Zoey. Now, yo

“Deal or not?” Javier tried not to laugh. “Okay, fine. No pinch, no kiss, no kartoshka, no stealing candy.” He held up three fingers like he was being sworn in. “Just for today. Tomorrow, we renegotiate.” “No,” Poppy cut in quickly. “Today and tomorrow. And… until I’m grown.” “How old is ‘grown’?” I asked. Poppy thought hard. “Twenty-three. Like Mommy when… when…” She glanced at me, remembering something she absolutely shouldn’t mention. “When Mommy had a stupid idea.”

I had seen Poppy. Imagining my life intertwined with hers sent a thrill down my spine. Poppy, with her sun-kissed hair and laughter that danced through the air like music, was everything I ever dreamed of in a partner. My thoughts wandered to Gemma, her spirited little daughter, who had stolen my heart from the moment I first saw her. I envisioned her as my little princess, a future queen of our kingdom—a legacy that would flourish under the care and guidance of Poppy and me. The thought of raising Gemma, watching her grow, and protecting her made me yearn for a future I could only hope existed.

Poppy sat in the second-floor living room in front of her room, waiting for Capri to arrive, who had scheduled an appointment with her. She looked out the window at the clear afternoon sky, which showed that the sun was about to set. “Last night was really fun. That was the first time I had partied with other people,” Poppy thought. She was excitedly thinking about the next event that Donna would prepare for. The sound of footsteps brought her attention to the door. Capri appeared shortly afterwards.

I wave aside the server who was heading towards the door and open it up to find Poppy beaming from ear to ear in a black coat. "Good evening Mr Billionaire" Poppy says happily as she walks in and gives me a small hug as I take her coat. "Lovely to see you Poppy , Benji with your mum?" I ask as I hang her coat up in a closet by the front door. "Sure is, and I miss him so much already but I'm excited to have a night of normalcy where I wear lipstick and don't have spit up on my top. Now before we go in, do these guys know about the engagement?" Poppy asks quietly as she puts a hand on my arm, keeping me in the front room.

Atlas reacted quickly. He swiftly pulled me into his arms and shifted positions, evading the oncoming Poppy amidst the crowd's gasps. Luckily, Dylan grabbed her arm and pulled her back. Poppy pretended to look embarrassed. With a profound look, Dylan said, "Ms. Poppy, steady yourself!" Poppy felt uneasy under Dylan's cold gaze, her mind shaken momentarily. She quickly smiled and said, "I'm sorry! Ms. Chloe, I startled you. My fault for not standing firmly. Sorry."

~Pamela's POV I just hope our plan works, I'll be very glad. Just then,Poppy walked in, wearing her favorite dolce and gabana dress. "Hey sis, you look stunning" I said and she blushed, smiling sheepishly. "Thanks, how's your hubby?" She asked, waving at a waiter. "Two cappuccino and two plates of salad" she said as I smiled. "She really knows what I like, and I love her for that. "So how's daddy?" Poppy asked and I frowned. "Poppy,why don't you go back home, you know he loves you a lot?" I said as she frowned.

And felt good in his hands if he allowed himself to think about it. But pretty as she'd been that afternoon, he hadn't been prepared for casual Poppy, with her red waves down to her shoulders, her deep brown eyes that were sassy and smart and full of humor. It had been a long time since he'd tried to play romantic games, and she'd called him on his bullshit. But now things were out in the open, so to speak.