Shameless Fanfic Novels & Stories

Creak of leather, the way his long, wavy hair hung, begging to be touched. All of him. Begging. Growl. And snap. I shook myself a little as Liam touched my cheek with his fingertips just as Shenka's mind poked mine. You suck at this, she sent with laughter in her mental voice. I'll see you later. She left me there, a wave for Liam, as I pulled myself out of comparing the handsome, sweet guy in front of me to the other options I had for marriage like he was an under ripe watermelon. What the hell was wrong with me?

"This is going to sound sick, but the whole thing with tentacles . . . this unstoppable thing that just fucked you until you couldn't take it anymore just got me excited." "You took the part that you wanted, dumped the non-consensual crap aspect of it and made it your fantasy. Nothing wrong with that. It was neat seeing what goes on in that head of yours. Shane added it to the list, by the way." Shamira actually laughed. "He would." "It must've been strange having your deepest fantasies satisfied like that. And what was that at the end?" Shamira covered her face. She hadn't figured out what that had meant yet. "You mean when it turned into . . . you know --"

"Just your brother? What kind of siblings end up in bed together?" He lowered his head, his large hand cradling the back of my skull, pulling me toward him. Seeing his lips about to descend on mine, I raised my hand and slapped him across the face with all my strength. "Noah! Have you no shame? You have a fiancée. I'm getting married. What exactly do you want from me now?" My voice shook with fury. Noah turned his head, pressing his tongue against the inside of his stinging cheek. "Now that you've hit me, are we even? I could change my name, cut all family ties… I wouldn't have to be your brother anymore—"

Tears welled in my eyes and I couldn’t stop them from falling. I bit back a sob as a cool wind hit the back of my calves. I bit down on my lip and tasted blood as my skirt was bunched at the waist. I hated him, Goddess, I hated him. A sharp inhale of breath told me more about what he thought than I would have liked. I felt him, his fingers on my inner thigh. They were calloused and rough as they slid up, up, up. He sat down behind me and I thought I’d die of shame as the chair scraped along the floor as he scooted forward. The asshole. I didn’t want him to see me, I didn’t want him to touch me. I’d been with Shane last night and he hadn’t even touched me yet. I didn’t want—

I typed hoping he will give up the topic. The dots appeared immediately. Well, I am bothered, Rachel. And I am not anyone. But you know what? You seem to have enjoyed the kiss, so do your thing. I’ll send my driver to bring your things tomorrow. My eyes widened. His words hit hard. He was right. The kiss. It didn’t even last up to five seconds, but I didn’t push Damian away. In fact, I closed my eyes. My chest burned. Shame ate me alive. How shameless could I be? After Liam’s betrayal, I thought I had learned my lesson. I thought heartbreak had taught me to guard myself.

She was a slut. Days turned into weeks, and Nicole found herself trapped in a never-ending cycle of fear and shame. Sure, things were going perfectly well in Dark Moon, but it didn't help her state. Liam always came back, but he was super rude to her each time. Nicole tried to distance herself from Liam, but he always seemed to find her, always seemed to know where she was. Why wouldn't he? He was the Alpha of the Dark Moon and she was his servant.

It’s been one hell of a night, and I just can’t wait to lay on the bed with Liam lying next to me cuddling me as I tell him how pathetic my life has been since the day I was born. When he stood up and stretched his hand towards me in a bid to lead me out of this private suite and take me home, I gladly accepted his hand and let him lead me out the fucking door. I could feel them staring at me, for some weird reason, Cameron and Shane are trying to ruin whatever I have with Liam. I guess Cameron doesn’t want me to hook up with a billionaire so I don’t get to her level. And as for Shane, he’s just delirious and stupid. He claims to love me, but I’ll rather choke on my saliva and die a painful

Knowing that Anna would raise her arm to teach him a lesson, Liam grabbed her wrist nimbly. Anna blushed with some embarrassment. She took the napkin next to her and wiped her lips hard, cursing in an angry whisper, "What a shameless man!" "I can do something more shameless. Do you want to try it?" Liam narrowed his narrow eyes and hooked up his thin lips sarcastically. Anna slapped the simple table in the car angrily. She stood up, pointed at Liam's nose, and cursed loudly, "How dare you flirt with me? Liam, you are the most shameless man I've ever seen!"

Augustus did not hesitate to speak up, he felt that he should pamper and love Sharmaine more. "But you pamper me so much, I'll be addicted." Sharmaine spoke up. She will love him more, she will not bear to hurt him. "It's okay, you are as addicted to me as possible, I don't want you to be addicted to anyone but me." Augustus kissed the tip of her nose. Sharmaine is shy, she hugs him, at the end of this day, Sharmaine has to wake up from this happy dream, she can't continue to be with him, Sharmaine is a cruel and selfish person, she doesn't deserve happiness happiness.

That's extremely shady and weird, and as much as I hate it, it makes my whole body start to shake with hope. It makes the possibility of me being the father that much more possible. "Fuck, Liam," he growls as an adorable little omega comes to sit on top of him, starting to unbutton his shirt. I stand up to make sure she doesn’t touch me even by accident, "I told you I didn't want this. I'm sorry, honey, but please, go away.” He’s so boring. But that girl disregards his words and keeps trying to fucking undress him.