Sandor Sansa Fanfiction Romane & Geschichten

Fluffy… “Hey, I did not name him that! He requested the name change, and I approved it. His last charge was a young girl who thought he looked more like a Fluffy than a Diablo. Who am I to get in the way of what my Hellhounds want to identify as?” He snorted as if I was the ridiculous part of this entire exchange. Sure… (End of flashback) Sansa wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me into a sizzling kiss. She was a fucking great kisser. I had yet to find something that she was not exceptional at doing. Unfortunately, we did not have much time at all right now.

Lycus’s soft voice played first: “I’ll come back to you soon.” Sandra’s sweet, scheming giggle followed. “Lycus, can I claim the Devotion Lattice tomorrow? Sundar’s identity would be perfect for our honeymoon story. I get to be Sundar, don’t I?” After a short pause, Lycus’s gentle, indulgent voice sealed all lies. “Okay. Tomorrow, I’ll announce you as Sundar.”

“They don’t always bite. Sometimes they touch. Sometimes they make you beg.” “They get stronger the more you want them. If they feed too much, it can change you.” Her throat went dry. She scrolled down to the comments. It was a storm of sarcasm and mockery: “Is this Twilight fanfic?” “Girl, get off Tumblr.” “Anything for likes these days, smh.” “Vampires feed on sexual desire? Tell him to come suck me dry 😏 lol” “Another delusional weirdo.” “You really need therapy, not a blog.”

“Sir, you’re bleeding. Please, come with me.” Sandro’s eyes, red with fury and exhaustion, shot him a glare. “Attend to my man first! Get the best doctor here and put your fucking hands to use!” he barked, his voice cracking with both rage and fear. Anna gently touched his arm. “You’re bleeding, let him check you. Caspian will be fine.” Sandro closed his eyes tightly, struggling. Finally, he exhaled. “...Okay.” He let the director lead him away. Two Hours Later

Chapter 245 Anna watched him as he tortured Alsssandro, and no matter how loud and gruesome his screams were, she noted that Leone was the least satisfied. In fact, she felt like he was getting even more aggravated as the seconds went by. “Argh!!!!!!!” Alsssandro let out a painful scream as Leone dug his fingers into his eyes, plucking out his eyeballs like pieces of berries. He slumped to the floor, almost lifeless, as blood poured out of the empty eye sockets in generous amounts.

But he said, "Ask me the same question again." I asked him a silly question based on the knowledge acquired from smut books with the mafia trope. Fuck. Did it really happen? Sandro's eyes found mine when I stared at him without moving, without saying anything. "Have you ever kidnapped a girl other than me and fell in love with her?" He looked past me and I turned around to look at Luna laughing at something Mateo whispered in her ears. They are dangerously close and Sandro's hold on my hand tightened. I don't think I need the answer to it.

Sandra said as she watch Nirvana leave "Who will like an ugly thing like you? I guess she has same taste as me.... Rachel Lean closer. " We hate ugly people" She added and walk away while swaying her hips "Where's Nirvana?" Aspen asked coming to join their table with Min-yung. "You have a crush on her?" Sandra wagged her brow at him and he blushed "Wow,,, you're blushing. you indeed have a crush on her" Sandra said "What's wrong? You look worried today" Min yung faced Desmond

Ceres scowled at her and we laughed again except Sanford who grimaced at what Selene said. "I didn't say that I fell in love with you when you were a toddler, oh my God. I'm not a pedophile! And I was just literally three or four years old at that time!" "Then when?!" "This is so cute, reunion of the lovers, I see.." Ivana said and we burst out into much louder laughs. "Shut up, Ivana!" Ceres sneered and turned to face the boy behind the bars. "Listen to me Sanford, I can't marry you because I already have Jiroo, and who cares if he tried to kill Hera-."

“I know about the latter one being true but I doubt that the Ripper is way hotter than Dexter.” Sandra scoffed. “Are you blind? I know he’s my Alpha and all that but I can’t lie about this. The Ripper is hotter in every aspect.” “Hotter but not… way hotter.” “Whatever,” She said. “As for the both Lunas, you can’t even compete.” “How can I compete when I don’t even compare?” She laughed. “I love your humility.” I remained quiet as I began to relive everything that had happened today but I was interrupted by Sandra’s loud giggles.

“You’re related to Kassandra?” Surprised, Sandy faces him, glancing down at her hand still trapped in his and then back to his face. “Her daughter.” Taken aback, Sean blinks, his golden eyes going wide. He shakes his head, confused. “But she’s almost eighty.” I can’t help my grin. It’s the same look Ian wore when I first told him my age. “Sean, Sandy is fae.” But I don’t think either of them hear me. Their worlds have constricted to a small bubble around them, one where each look and each touch and the sound of each other have become extensions that bind them together.