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I could feel the war inside him—the way his body was responding even as his mind fought it. Connor was a known playboy. The kind of man who could charm a woman out of her panties in under five minutes and forget her name by morning. If I weren’t his best friend, he would’ve had me bent over this couch months ago. So why the hell was he resisting me now?

"Move, Kaelen. Or I'm telling Jax you're bothering me again." ​"Jax is busy," he whispered, leaning down until his lips were inches from mine. "And you don't want me to move. You want to know if I'm as rough as the stories you probably make up about me." ​"Get off me and stop writing fanfics in your head, you prick!" I hissed, even as my breath hitched. ​"Is that what this is? Fanfiction?" He smirked, his eyes darkening. He didn't move an inch; if anything, he pressed closer, his heavy chest crushing my soft one. "You don't want me to move and you know it," he whispered.

Maybe she shouldn't have mentioned the fantasies part. She wiggled her eyebrows, completely unaware that Magnus was listening intently, his fingers barely twitching against his thigh now. The pack around them held their collective breath, waiting for some reaction. Any reaction. "I used to write the most ridiculous fan fiction," Cathy continued, completely unselfconscious. "Edward and Bella? More like Edward and my imagination. I bet he'd be way less interesting in real life. Probably would just brood and play piano all day. At least werewolves seem like they know how to have fun. Do you guys have epic pack parties? I'm imagining full moon dance-offs or something."

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

Alpha Christopher says to the two sprites. “Oh, Funichio. Did you hear that?” Fanella says, quivering in excitement, her hand going to her heart. “Definitely an Alpha.” “He’s very big.” “He looks like he’d be very warm.” Fanella flits over toward Alpha Christopher. “What’s your name, handsome?” “I’m Alpha Christopher. What’s your name, beautiful.” Christopher flirts with Fanella. “Funichio, did you hear that, he thinks I’m beautiful.” “Well, he may be an Alpha, but he obviously has poor eyesight if he thinks you’re beautiful sister.”

Tears rolled down her face again. I grabbed her chin and pulled her towards me, kissing her deeply. Her hand was clutching my shirt as I pulled away slightly. “Tessa, I want you as my mate, my Luna, to one day mark you, showing you off as mine completely. I want to run the pack with you by my side. I want to take things slow with you, show you a life as if you were a character out of a book, like the ones you read. Get to know you, more and more, the bond is growing rapidly, my mom even sensed it. I don’t want to mess things up with you, to where it would cause you to want to leave.” I said softly. The feelings she has are new, she's trying her best to figure them out.

Everything has me wanting for more, but am I ready to give in already? Bring out the fans! It’s getting steamy here! Please leave a comment and vote if you like my story about Marissa and Antonio.

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

Xiao Fan looked at Monique with disdain. Monique just felt bored. She came down because she felt that it was too dull upstairs. She wanted to come down and wait for Little Nomi. She didn't expect to meet Xiao Fan again. Then she twitched her lips and said, "Why do you think I hook up with a wild man?" "I..." Xiao Fan paused. "I can only see it with my own eyes." Monique said, "That's because you're blind!" Xiao Fan: "..." Monique ignored her and turned to leave.

Just like that? Me: yeah ofcourse. How long do you wanna drag it? You proposed to her, happy ending. *Shrugs* 🤷 Armaan: tsk tsk you lazy writer 😒 breaking the hearts of my fans like that. We demand atleast an Epilogue. 😤 Me: oh hello Mr. Celebrity! These aren't just your fans. This is Wattpad. They are my fans too. 🥰 Armaan: (laughing loud) wow! I never thought you can be funny too. Oh God! I can't stop....hahaha.... 😂