Rory And Jess Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Rory muttered excitedly. "Excuse me, ma'am. President Jarek is just a businessman, not my boyfriend." Tinsley chided her seeing how Rory was beginning to get excited. "So what? You're a single lady, President Jarek is a single man. Here comes a potential for a future couple. Here we go!" Rory whistled. "You're being dramatic." Tinsley rolled her eyes and began to walk into the room. "I'm serious. I'm dressing you up whether you like it or not." Rory shouted as she walked away.

Jesus. I break away from the kiss before she makes me embarrass myself, and leave open-mouthed kisses on her flesh as I move lower, giving her tits similar treatment. My tongue touches everywhere but her nipples and it frustrates her so much, she lets out a puff of air, sinking her fingers into my hair and with the grip, placing my mouth exactly where she needs it. One thing about Rory is that she’s not ashamed to ask for her what she wants and I fucking love her for it. Maybe a bit too much even.

Rory's POV Leaving the dean’s office defeated, I walked along the corridor. My disappointment was sharp when I saw Justin walking toward me. He noticed me soon and his smile was instant. I groaned and turned my head the other way. His voice sounded beside me. “Hey Rory, wait up!” he called out. I’d never wanted him to say my name again. “I'm busy, Justin,” I lied and continued on. He didn't take the hint and caught up with me. “Listen, can we talk, please?” he asked.

How did things end up with Kiran? After his failed attempt at a kiss, "I told him about the divorce." "WHAT! He exclaims, " Do I have to go kick this guy's rear, or what?"" Tyson Fury is no challenge; he understands the deal, and I made him straighten up. Rory moves in with a grin and presses his lips to mine. He grins and says, "I can't blame the guy, I suppose." The dust has caked his face, and his clothing no longer resembles the ones he wore to leave my apartment this morning. Rory isn't afraid to get his hands filthy, and to be honest, I find that kind of gritty roughness in a man really appealing.

I only roll my eyes at the father-daughter duo. "Eurydice," my voice soft as I walk to the girl and kneel in front of her. I'm not too afraid to show my feelings when the situation calls for it. I gently grab her and hug her for a few moments. I kiss her on the cheek, pulling my head back to study her. There are tears in her eyes, and my eyes misting. "I'll join you soon in Rome," I tell her softly. "I wish you were coming with me, Jessa," she whispers.

I showed Jace. He nodded. “Come on.” We walked, still quickly, still with dignity, toward Pine and 4th. Rory was waiting by a car with the kind of casual stance that screamed I am not casual. He was wearing his disguise glasses again, like they were a personality trait. Micah stood beside him, hands in his hoodie pockets, scanning the street like a security camera with feelings. Rory’s face lit up when he saw us. “THE LOVERS RETURN.” Jace’s ears turned pink immediately. “Rory.”

She also stops dancing as Andra and Kairos catch his attention. Kairos and I were not married yet and this so-called best friend of Rory was already making her filthy move to make herself his mistress. Before I could even tear my eyes off their direction. Kairos met mine and it made me still. He remained calm while it felt like a trigger was pulled in my system and if I wouldn't walk away from there. The red that I am seeing will intensify and the real Rory will lose a friend once she is back from the corner of the Earth where she chose to freak hide!

Blood was in the air like a pungent scent, making my head spin. “The poison is spreading fast. We have to free him from Meca!” Rory answered, panicking. Her hands stroked my face frantically. “Elijah…. My love.” “Fuck,” Jace growled. I felt his presence on my side, facing Rory. “We have to do it. They’re killing Ali.” Rory was silent for a beat. As the numbness fades away comes my sense of what Rory felt. There was turmoil inside her, a whirlwind of emotions bottled up inside her. She held me tighter as Jace spoke in a softer voice.

Ray raised an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. Jess was a virgin. "Surprised?" Jess slipped an arm around him, her tone playful. "Looking like this, you wouldn't expect me to be… untouched, would you?" Ray chuckled. "No, I wouldn't call you 'innocent.' Your innocent act is strong. Let me guess—nobody around you was ever interesting enough to catch your eye. You've been aiming higher, haven't you?"

Seth laughed like he lived for the pushback, then flopped back into his seat, fingers drumming across the dashboard with his usual restless energy. Rory’s chuckle slipped in next—smooth, low, edged like he enjoyed stirring trouble. He lounged sideways, long legs stretched out like he owned every inch of the SUV. His hair was tied back in that loose knot he pretended was effortless. It wasn’t. Nothing about Rory was effortless. “Princess,” he drawled, “we’re not that bad… unless someone gives us a reason to be.” My jaw flexed. I turned to the window before I said something I’d regret. Pines blurred past, their branches laced with silver wards that pulsed faintly as if reacting to the tension