Novel & Cerita Shameless Fanfic

And so ,as promised,the additional chapters and scenes that I had omited shall begin from this chapter henceforth. Once again I want to thank you all so much for reading,moreso to those who are re-reading. Also feel tree to vote comment and share and maybe some of your comments and shipping might as well be manifested in the book. Oh and by the way, I love y'all 🥲 After having that unpleasant conversation with the Alpha, I decided that that was it for me and expecting any possible love life in the future.

Do not look for the Fallen girl from the Medenich kref clan, everything could have turned out differently for her. A sweet smiling face and small curls above the forehead surfaced in my memory. How she burned with shame when her braids were brushed aside! How confusedly she ran her hand over the empty back of her head and held back tears ... And the first night in the Citadel? When they were frightened and chilled, they huddled together under thin blankets, sharing warmth. And how Ailisha tried to move away from Tamir, shy and dying, and then fell asleep, burying her nose in his back. The next morning, in the light of day, I was shy to look the guy in the eye. Lesana then amused herself over

Shameless. I turned around to leave and instead bumped into a wall. How could a wall be in a tent? I looked and my heartbeat quickened. His scent filled my lungs and replaced my hunger with something else. I was on eye level with his fine chest, staring at the rock-hard muscles that his crimson tunic did not hide. Stunned by the intersection of his arms, the golden slopes of muscle flexing at his slightest movement, i didn't bother trying to move. He was huge. Twice my size if not more. I looked up. My eyes met his and i forgot about the rule i'd made about looking into the General's eyes. I forgot he'd broken my arm only yesterday. I forgot he'd called me a filthy and miserly maid only the

Instantly glaring, she muttered enraged, "Shameless!" I shrugged with a sexy bedroom smirk, "What is shameless about confessing to your fiancé?" She bit her lower lips and turned around to leave the room, inaudibly muttering, 'Wouldn't have been shameless IF it was your fiancé.' But I heard her. My smirk grew, if everything else wasn’t a proof already… I stepped forward and intertwined our fingers; she tried yank her hand away but when I didn’t relent, she huffed her anger and turned her face away from me.

When the pulsing finally slowed, the silence that followed felt louder than any music. She lay there trembling, her hand still between her thighs, wide awake and soaked with her own need. She felt a crushing wave of shame, but it was buried beneath something much stronger. She was obsessed. She was utterly, hopelessly obsessed with a man who didn't even know she was listening.

My entrance gaped, dripping hot liquid, and my nipples grew harder, standing erect and begging to be pinched. I felt ashamed of my body's reaction, blushing to the roots of my ears. This was too depraved. I was Ethan's mate; how could I fantasize about being shared by brothers? Liam wouldn't let up. "Look how eager your Luna is. Her hole is dripping, begging us to fuck her." His words intensified my shame and conflict. I shook my head. "No, don't say that..." but my voice sounded like a moan of pleasure. Pleasure and guilt intertwined. Tears streamed down my face, but the twitching between my legs didn't stop.

"Why are you so shy and quiet? Gimme that Hunnie that had no shame and walked around naked with me!" He glared at me with his deep green eyes. He was smirking like a gorgeous and handsome criminal. 'Oh boy...is this really my mate?' I thought to my self. I rolled my eyes at him. He was extremely shameless! I wasn't sure if I was ready for this! "You are going to have to get used to me Hunnie. Im addicted to you, so you are the only thing that'll make me shameless." Both brows raised like he could read minds.

He might be ugly or something, who knows maybe that’s why he did not want his face to be seen before Lena 🖤: whatever! Don’t care.. I just like him, I don’t know why. I can openly say I love ShawnLama because he would never hear me say it because ‘duh?’ Do I even exist in his world? I’m not sad about it.. It relieves me to know my heart is still capable of love. I don’t know how to explain it… Fan love, maybe? Why did I just text that?

Some warriors safeguard the pack, including a Gamma and a Beta, who work closely with the Alpha and Luna. I swiftly shed my clothes and step under the comforting stream of hot water. Aware of the potential intrusion, I hurriedly shampoo my hair with the meager amount provided, rinsing it out before applying conditioner, allowing it to soak briefly. Hastily, I cleanse my body, anxious to avoid any unexpected visitors. Once I finish, I brush my teeth, catching sight of my split lip—a testament to the actions of Damian, the Alpha's son. He's one of the cruelest individuals I've encountered. Simply being in his presence is enough to provoke his sadistic torment. To make matters worse, his girlfr

It has been replaced with concern and worry. The two of us made our way to the den discussing though the link what exactly we were going to tell Dad. All the times we had done things with Heather and been caught, I had never been ashamed of what we had been doing. Embarressed at being caught, oh most definitely, but never ashamed. This? All I feel is shame, disgust and disappointment in myself. Shane POV