Rizzoli & Isles Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"When did you two start with your fuck buddy set up? Come on tell me! I love stories like this!" I urged her and she stared at me with her eyes wide open as if she found my words too scandalous. I rolled my eyes at her. Rory would probably never do it to her friend but if I am not playing Rory here and I am friends with her as Isla Therese. I would have pulled her hair the moment I heard from Kio that he and Gresya are fucking secretly.

“You haven’t met my daughter, Riana. I was thinking your coming would give the both of you a chance to get to know each other and maybe, take things from there.’ Riana stepped forward with that creepy smile plastered on her face and curtsied. She looks like a rat in a dress. She gave me a dirty look and quickly wiped it when she noticed that Kian was looking at her. ‘Alpha Kian, I've heard so much of you. I was hoping we could go inside and talk and you would see that I'm actually a very interesting person.”

“They’re claiming that the orphan girl who’s been working here for the past six years poisoned the food that was to be served to the heir of the Clifford's family. They’re saying she’s Roselia Quinn, the Roselia Quinn, daughter of Henry Quinn. And given the fact that she was trying to escape just proved that….” Waylen moved a hand to silence Abram as he stood in front of me, eyeing me as if he was picturing how my head would look on a stick. “Given that the Quinns and this family have had a bitter ongoing rivalry for decades, it does add up. And Derek’s arrival was just the opportune moment this pathetic, cowardly family was waiting for,” Waylen spit out, glaring daggers at me. He could rave

“Seems like a pretty careless mistake to make, especially for a demure Luna like you, Elisse.” I swallowed hard, feeling my completely dry throat. “You don’t understand, Dominic. You see, I was drunk when that happened. It was all an honest mistake. I wasn’t thinking straight. It was meant for Harold, not you.” “Oh, I understand perfectly,” he replied smoothly, his tone darkening. “But here’s the thing, Elisse. Whether it was meant for Harold or not, it’s in my possession now. And it could cause a lot of trouble, don’t you think? Especially if your precious Alpha Harold saw it.”

Isla Axel's growl caused goosebumps to erupt on my skin, my heart jumped at the animalistic snarl he was giving me. But I refused to show him how he affected me by glaring straight into his eyes. "Keep your growl in. I wouldn't let you wake the kids." That did nothing to stop him as the anger in his eyes flashed. "Don't provoke me, Isla. I will ignore every other thing, but putting the fate of my kids in the hands of a lowlife man? I had no idea you had no sense of reasoning. "

Nerissa walked more steps towards her. Isabelle didn't move at all. "Stop pestering our marriage, Isabella." "Pestering?" Isabella scoffed. "If I am not mistaken, you might be the one who pestered our marriage when I got kidnapped. Just come to think of it, Nerissa... You took the opportunity of my absence to steal my husband from me, or...you might be even planning to do that even I am just still her girlfriend," Isabella said. Nerissa froze. Then, she chuckled lightly, trying to sound like she's not affected by her words.

Isla ran deeper into the chaos, putting distance between her and Alpha Kylen. She was fighting her way towards me blocking blows from the enemies, catching me off guard Elder Zeeb appeared out of nowhere and attacked me, a smile lined his face when he pulled out the weapon Isla had drawn for us. The Immortal scythe. “Get out of there.” She yelled into my mind, panic in her voice as Zeeb swung and I blocked his blow. “I can’t love, he needs to be stopped.” I replied.

"Don't you have any shame at all? You rejected me last night and now you're making out with another girl in front of me." Wilford groans. " Can you stop all this nagging? Isabel, we are not mates. We can never be mates, get that into your fucking thick skull." He resumes kissing her as I watch them with a broken heart. They pull off their clothes and he slips his fingers into her folds, she spreads her legs apart and moans loudly. " I can't wait to be inside of you. To have you all to myself until you're out of breath. " Wilford says to her.

“Not the fantasy. You. The way you laugh when you think I’m not looking. The way you clench around me when you’re trying not to come too fast. Stay after the week. Not as a client. As mine.” Isabella came with a broken moan, body arching off the bed. Julian followed, burying himself deep and filling her as lightning lit up the room. Afterward, in the quiet between thunder rolls, she traced a scar on his ribs. “You know people in this world. Marcus. Rafael. Victor. They all connected?” Julian smiled against her hair. “Same circle. Different games. They’ll want to meet you properly soon.” She should have felt trapped but instead the thought sent a dark thrill through her. The storm raged on, b

“I think it’s you who’s been disrespectful. You’ve been lying to everyone, pretending that Aurora means nothing to you. But you and I both know that’s a lie.” Zayn’s eyes flashed with anger. “You don’t know what you’re talking about,” he hissed. “Get out.” “Oh, I know exactly what I’m talking about,” Isla shot back. She took a step closer to him, her voice rising with each word. “I saw you, Zayn. I saw you with Aurora. You two mated.” Zayn’s breath hitched for a moment, but he quickly masked it with a scoff. “So what if we did?” he said coldly. “That doesn’t mean anything.”