Rizzoli Isles Fanfic Novels & Stories

Several male wolves, including Roman, turned toward her instantly, making my wolf react viciously. I tightened my grip around the glass in my hand hard enough to crack it slightly. ‘Control yourself.’ I thought. Across the room, Isla finally looked toward me. Then froze. The tension between us hit instantly and was somehow impossible to break. She runs over to where I stood, rushing over to meet Ethan, who was serving the guests. She mistakenly tripped, almost falling, but I caught her before she could. The moment our hands met, everything exploded. Pain ripped violently through my chest. Isla gasped deeply beside me as energy surged through the ballroom.

I don't know why I keep clinging onto him. Is this what I get after my effort to steal him from Isla? This made me even more angrier. FELIX "You can place your hand on me." I told her softly, my eyes softly on her, she looked so pretty so close up. I helped her placed her hands on me so she could stand properly. The elevator dinged opened and as some persons made their way out of it, they pushed. Isla bumped into me very closely that her lips touched my chest leaving her lipstick stain on my white sleeves.

she mumbled the last part, then closed her eyes in embarrassment, muttering a curse under her breath. My smirk widened. I exhaled slowly, tilting my head and running a thumb across my bottom lip. “That’s not a bad idea… but if I’m being honest, I was really looking forward to bending you over my desk, raising that pretty little skirt of yours and…” I paused, quirking a brow. “Wait, what color are your panties? Is it black like last time, can I check—” “Alaric!!” Isla shrieked, her face turning crimson, and this time, I couldn’t hold back my laughter at the sight of her stunned, flustered expression.

Right then, my underboss, Nora Cappello, called. She snapped over the phone, "What is this, Sylvie? Why does Lilian have your RV? She doesn't deserve it! You put in sleepless nights for that thing, and now she just gets to take it like it's hers?" I took a deep breath, steadying my voice. "It doesn't matter to me anymore." "Doesn't matter?" Nora slapped her hand against the table. "Sylvie, if you really didn't care, you'd have blown up that RV by now! How can Lilian use her illness as a free pass to take Felix and your RV?

I stood in a sea of flames, watching as everything I loved once more was taken away – burned to the ground because of my own stupid, selfish desire… And Rhea--- What the hell had she been thinking?! She knew how dangerous our relationship was, knew why nobody would know. Even if she decided to tell just ONE of her best friends about it, it was over for us. FINISHED! We were finished… Fuck! FUCK!!! “Oh Goddess,” Isabel continued, faking concern. But not even with her sublime acting skills could she hide the slight tilt of her lips or the vicious gleam in her eyes. “I-I thought--- I thought you knew and that’s why---?”

Isabella's voice almost came as a cry as she felt his fingers invade her tight pussy. Caught in the heat of the moment, she kissed him, and Lorenzo responded with a kiss of his own. While they were lost in their passion, Isabella's phone began to ring. She tried to answer the call, but Lorenzo prevented her; he pinned her hands above her head and deepened the kiss.

Talon was out of breath. I followed Talon to Izzy's room. "Why isn't she at the hospital?" I asked. "She doesn't want to go." Fuck! Isabelle's scream pierced my ears. "I'm here Izzy. Where is Rollo?" "He went on a rescue mission, I haven't been able to get him through our link." Another scorching pain hit Isabelle. She squeezed Talon's hand so hard his fingers broke. I took a peek between her legs, "Holy fuck, I see a head."

“I mean... maybe?” “Izzy!” she raised her hands like she was going to shake or strangle me, finally deciding on just shaking my shoulders. “I told you, just have fun! He's a tourist! He's gonna leave and I'm going to have to deal with mopey Izzy again. I don't like mopey Izzy. She's no fun.” “But he's not leaving,” I justified. There was a thrill in my stomach at saying the words out loud. “He's not leaving.”

Isabella’s confused brows pinched together, her mouth twitching into a bewildered shape, She opened her lips, but the question never made it out before Clarissa’s voice came again to give the follow up explanation, an explanation that immediately filled up her bladders with hot excess urine, “Our cover is a blown girl. I just ran into Isla at the police station. You won't believe that bitch filed a report….and she turned in Damien’s dashcam.” Isabella gasped audibly, her face instantly draining of all its colour. Her head was beginning to swell. The blood inside it is freezing up. She pressed her back to the shelf, trying to hold herself steady. In the background, Clarissa’s voice continued

~ADRIAN~ Ashley had begun to calm down, her shoulders relaxed like she wanted to believe it. But Isabella’s laugh ruined that moment completely. It wasn’t a soft laugh. It was sharp, cold, and filled with something dangerous. She crossed her arms and tilted her head slightly, a smirk tugging at her lips as she looked at Ashley. “Is that what you think?” Isabella asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “That he wants you?” Then she jammed her hands together and said, "Okay let’s say he does. Then why didn't he pull back when he was kissing me earlier?”