Sansan Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She deadpan. "Why the pretty face your making, huh? Like someone in love" he winked bitting his lips not to laugh Altansani groans glaring at him,"Pretty face? You do not know what you are seeing asshat." "Oh I do. That love face that screams so loudly, I am in love." Sanai couldn't bear it anymore, she went to him, smacking his head and causing him to moan out in pain. She smiled. "That is what it means to scream out loud baby." With a smirk on her face she went out of the kitchen.

He caressed her cheek before pecking her lips. "I love you my sanity. My life. My everything." He mumbled making her smile. " I love you too my kid, psycho and normal Lucifer." He chuckled before picking her up and making his way towards the bed. Life was hard on him. His past left a huge dent in his sanity but the future gifted him with a beautiful hand of care and comfort. And she becomes his love, his life. His Sanity. -THE END. _____________________________________ So here is the end of His Sanity. Hopefully, you guys liked this story.

“Ersa... I see no man who fits that description.” I bit my lip. I had forgotten that Sano expected a man who looked like he had survived two millennia. “The boy,” I clarified. “The one with the pink cotton candy.” Sano was silent for a long beat, his gaze fixed on Gavriel. Finally, he let out a huff of breath. “I see. I suppose we truly do come in all shapes and sizes, much like my—” I immediately slapped my hand over his mouth, cutting him off before he could descend into another lewd comparison. “Yes, I take your point quite clearly. No further elaboration is required.”

“How sure are you? Well, if you're worried about me, you don't have to cause San is going to help me out” “You've been mentioning this San to me. Are you two dating”? “What”? My cheeks flushed with redness. “Why would you say that? San is the fourth lord of the seven realm. You can see that there's a huge difference between us”. “Doesn't matter”. “Why did you even bring such topic up? Not like you're going to do something about it”. “You like him don't you”? “I think you shouldn't mend in my personal life matter”. “I guess you like him so much”.

“Or at least by our standards.” When we made it back to Storm’s door, Tawnie didn’t hesitate to knock, and the moment it was yanked open, a stunning, very pissed off Storm glowered at me before turning her attention to Tawnie. “Hey, Tawnie. Do you need something? I was kind of in the middle of something?” she said. Tawnie sniffed the air before baring her teeth at Storm. “What is Sanson doing here?” “Well, if you must know, he came over to fuck!” Storm snapped, and I instantly lost control.

Bastian whispered as their noses touched and their eyes locked on each other. "Yes, touch," Renata replied, making Bastian smile happily. The two longing lips almost touched until the door was opened wide by someone. "Doctor!" Renata pushed Bastian away. The man turned around and saw who dared to disturb him. "Ah, I'm sorry, Doctor," exclaimed the man in the doctor's suit. The man became nervous and broke out in a cold sweat at the murderous glare Bastian was showing. "It looks like Doctor Sammy doesn't want to be a doctor anymore," Bastian said casually, but inside was a knife that managed to stab Sammy, making his body nervous and breaking out in a cold sweat.

But boy, do I want to smack his arrogantly handsome face. “Thank you.” Unfortunately, I have to endure Connor’s presence because Santana continues the conversation. Surprisingly enough, he and Declan remain silent. As I continue to stand there, I can feel the heat of Connor's stare. He must hate the fact that Santana and Declan like me. I heard that Santana is not a fan of Connor’s revolving door. Not that I’d be one of the women taking a spin, considering he thinks I’m just a silly girl. If he only knew.

Eu posso machucar-te, sabes? - Tu não serias capaz de o fazer. Então corri até a casa de banho e peguei num espelho. Sander tentou impedir-me, mas já era tarde. Trouxe o espelho para perto de Sander e ele ficou em transe durante uns minutos. Quando acordou, perguntei-lhe: - O que viste? Ele foi bem irónico na resposta, dizendo: - O Sander de outras vidas ordena-me que eu beije a Olívia desta vida, e que o deveria faça também por milhares de outras vidas.

One of them hums at my reaction and I can only guess that it to be Santino, he does that a lot. My fingers massage the top of my shots and circle on top of my clit. I am panting hard, and I attempt to open my eyes, only for one of them to place his large hand over my eyes, blocking me from the view. “You like that, Samantha.” It's a statement from Santino, and his damn voice has me creaming my pants.

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.