Sansan Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The tears wouldn’t stop. “San,” Marino called out after he placed his arms around me and allowed me to cry on his shoulder. “I think your woman has the hots for me and you need to help a friend out.” I laughed, pulled back, and hit his shoulder. “You’re a goof.” “That’s him. A goof that steals my girl,” Alessandro said from the doorway, his face split by a grin. “Shouldn’t have left me alone with her. The women can’t stop themselves. It’s a gift and sadly San doesn’t have it.”

With Jasper’s dirty blonde hair, defined facial features and blue eyes that match perfect with Lauren’s bright red hair, baby blue eyes and freckles, They really did look good together. Jasper is pretty cool though, he has a sort of calm nature about him, I don’t know how to describe it. Let’s just put it this way, I have yet to find a fault in him as a person. He adores Lauren, and she adores him just as much. They are always together, glued at each other’s hips which is why Seth despises when I hang out with her, the chances are If I hang with Lauren, I will be hanging with not just Jasper but his whole group of friends too. I guess his worries are understandable, I mean would I like it if

He hated himself for what he’d done to his own sister. As Kass's nostrils flared, she glanced around him. Onyx had no sooner heard Trevon’s “Hey, Kass." than the she-wolf was beside him; the two of them were good friends. “It’s so great to see you!” Sansa said when Onyx stood. She hugged him before he could stop her. Unlike him, she was a touchy-feely person. Detaching her from him, he set her back by her shoulders and simply gave her a nod—letting another female touch him was suicidal when his mate was right there, and irritation was rolling off her in waves.

If San is no longer here, you will receive the privilege of having my illustrious, beautiful, annoying presence. - In those moments that I miss him - I say smiling. - Me too - Says a little downcast - He would torment Sabrina so much that I would no longer be the focus of his anger, maybe I would even be his hero who would punch San for teasing her. Everything would work itself out. - He smiles imagining it but I see his sadness when he talks about Santiago. -No sad mood in this room, that's where I work, but want a scarf to get over your ex? - I say cynical

Run as much as you want. I can teleport myself anywhere. Hahahahahahaha. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * San’s POV Even if I tried to ignore my breaking heart right now, then my boiling blood was doing nothing to shake off my fury and prevent myself from erupting like an explosive volcano.

she glances at the bulge in my pants. "Oh, you’re definitely going to suck my cock, Kira." I rub her parted lips with a thumb. "Wear that lipstick I like tomorrow." Her eyes widen when understanding dawns on her. Did she think this was a one-time thing? I meant it when I said I was going to act out all those fantasies of hers as well as some of my own. ______ Shane’s text message arrives as I reach my car. [I found Grisha’s lackey.] It’s accompanied by the picture of a man stripped to his underwear and strung up the roof of Shane’s favorite spot—the container he prefers to call ‘purgatory’.