Ross And Demelza Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He relinquished his grip on her and wrapped one protective arm around Lenora She smiled. "No, Rosa here is with Axel Cameron. She is his." Rusello turned large, surprise-filled brown eyes back to me. "Axel, 'eh? Now that is something you don't hear about every day." "It was lovely meeting you both but I am already late to meet Axel" Rosa said to the couple wanting to just find axel and have him wrap his strong arms around her, she was tired of answering questions and having people look at her as though she was some unusual creature that had wandered in out of the sea.

Emanuele’s surprised face is all Alexandra needs as an incentive to reveal: "Rosita Dolorez knew what was happening, but she was not responsible for the collapse of the monster I once called father. I’m the one who tried to kill him first."

I was tempted to jump out from where I stood and alert them of my presence, but my memory suddenly sharpened, placing a face to the voices. "You were certainly very invested in your dance this evening, I take it that you've fallen head over heels for that witch?" The unforgiving tone belonging to one woman alone voiced out, in a spiteful manner. "Hardly. I felt degraded to even hold the hand of such a low class wrench. It's all tolerance my love." Ace's clear cut voice replied hers, sending a cold shiver down my spine. Just who were they referring to? "I find it hard to believe, you've known her since childhood, it is only natural that you two were to wed. Do you take me for a fool?" The gin

It was then that Torelli’s red eyes betrayed him, they shone in the distance. Again, Jesse took after him in full blast. He timed his approach and fired his haunches. He flew through the air, aiming for the neck. But it was too strong to rip off. The two stared balefully at the other for a few seconds until Jake approached menacingly and stopped as well beside Jesse, snarling. ‘I shall fight, but not today’ the demon said, forming rapidly back to the priest’s form who fell flat. And then appeared on the horizon abound of black clouds drifting towards the alps. Bats!

Lucas’ POV I froze, caught mid-motion over her, my foot still awkwardly tangled in the rug. Her small hand pressed against my chest, trying to push me away, but I stayed still, acutely aware of how precarious our positions were. Her tank top shifted slightly, and memories of that night — the way she had felt under me, her warmth, her scent — flashed in my mind. My pulse quickened, a raw, magnetic force pulling me toward her, but I forced myself to step back carefully, finally regaining balance. The distance was small, but enough to remind us both that nothing here was personal.

Raven chuckled softly, giving his cock one last teasing squeeze with her pussy. “Good. Now get out of my suite, Mr. Cross. One night only… remember?” But as Damien finally pulled out and watched his thick cum slowly leak from her well-fucked, puffy pussy, they both knew the truth. One night had become something far more memorable—something neither of them would easily forget. --- **The End.**

If Hazel knew about Delilah’s child being Demian’s, it wasn’t surprising that she knew this too. ***

Rose groaned and hit him hard on the head. Alex winced in pain and then rolled his eyes at her, “Fine. Context, please.” “Like I said, Areiza didn’t lose her memory, and if she still remembers everything from her past life, then there is no way she had have slept with Dylan. We both know she is only in love with one man. Therefore, the Twins were Darren’s.” As Rose spoke, her eyes shone with the kind of passion and excitement that drew him to her. She looked even more attractive when she was pumped up, and Alex was obsessed.

He straightened his tie, then entered the office building in long strides. I stood at the dorm balcony and watched his silhouette disappear through the glass doors. I spotted Francine in the cafeteria during lunchtime. She sat alone in the corner and barely plucked at the food before her. I approached her with my tray and claimed the seat across from her, asking, "Why aren't you eating?" She lifted her gaze to mine, her eyes startlingly red, and confessed quietly, "I don't feel like eating." I noticed the red mark branding her wrist, as if she'd been bound or cuffed. I pressed, "Who did that?"

Deimos clicks a button and the partition begins to slide up enveloping us in privacy from the driver. "What do you think you-." I begin to show my frustration as Deimos lifts my waist placing me upon his knees as I straddle him. A deep blush takes over my face as I look everywhere but him. Deimos holds my hips tightly bringing me closer to his chest. He lifts my chin to look into his eyes as he puts his nose into my neck taking in my scent with deep breaths. He whispers, "In your eyes, I am a rose yes? I want you to tell me why I am a rose again. But this time tell it to my soul."