Shameless Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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

That man did things to me that I couldn't explain, I felt a blush creep to my cheek upon remembering our kiss on the altar. He was truly shameless, well I guess being shameless ran in their family. "Such a shameless bastard" I mumbled pulling a pillow close to me, as I lay on my belly, I hide my face in the pillow remembering how embarrassed I was after the kiss, I could barely even look at anyone in the face after that ordeal. "And who's the shameless bast*rd" My eyes widened and I snapped my head backward, and there he was, staring at me with those odd yet beautiful eyes that reminded me of an icy landscape.

Please help; I can't wait for the help," I yell helplessly, making Shane panic. My vision was fully blurred, but I could make out his silhouette. And as he doesn't listen to me, I start taking off my clothes on my own, only with great difficulty. "Emma... stop. "I can't do this!" he yells, going nuts as he cries along with me, seeing my vulnerable state. Even though I don't want to do this, I can't cheat on Shawn or break our promise, but I am helplessly clueless. I don't know how to get rid of these lustful, dark desires that were burning me in hell. And just as I lay there naked, shamelessly asking Shane to help me, for God knows how long. I finally feel a warm body coming into contact wi

Naomi appeared fearless and possessed a fascinating mind. Unfortunately, the very things he admired about her meant he'd suffer an even harder battle trying to win her over. What did he, a muscle bound jock-with a university degree, so at least dumb didn't apply-have to offer her? He'd listened with dejection the previous evening on the phone as Naomi's mother detailed the things they had going against them. One, they were shifters. Two, they didn't mind violence and were damned good at inflicting it. Three, they had minds of their own. Four?

He groaned loudly, rolling over slowly as fragmented memories from last night slammed into him like punches. Raphael’s tongue on his ear. That humiliating jerk of his hips. The almost-kiss. The way he’d shoved Raphael and called him a faggot. “Fuck… fuck, fuck, fuck,” Liam whispered, pressing the heels of his hands into his eyes. He cracked one eye open and peeked toward the other bed. Raphael was still fast asleep, lying on his back with one muscular arm thrown over his face, chest rising and falling steadily. The sight of him made Liam’s stomach twist. Shame. Red hot shame drowned him. He'd literally rode this dude's thigh like a white last night!

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.

As if I was not mad enough before, he tries making her drink alcohol of high alcohol values, and Ivy keeps touching me, can't she just keep her hands to herself, I have more important matters to take care of. " Don't even think about it" I say pulling the glass from her grip. " Oh, come on" She grumbles with a cute smile, one would think, she would act differently after recovering her memories, but no, I guess she is a baby by heart. " Don't be like. Let's dance instead. I love this song " He says as she gives him her hand. Of course he will love the song, it is SHAMELESS by CAMILA CABELLO, A shameless song for a shameless man.

“Oh, Alpha. That was the weakest defense mechanism I have ever seen in all my life, I’m embarrassed for you.” “Shut. Up.” I stormed back to the palace, my boots in hand, sneaking back in the palace like a fugitive. When I got to my room, I slammed the door and threw myself on the bed. My whole body was buzzing, humming with… what? Lust? Shame? Rage? Leslie wouldn’t shut up. “That was so hot.” “It was a mistake,” I defended. “You liked it.” “I’m disgusted.” “You want more.” I threw a pillow at the wall. “I am the Alpha. I do not want anything from a cursed slave.”

' I whispered. 'Silly how they didn't even take off your tattoo but only the Kings know the truth about it, but for now you need to know the tracker tattoo or membership tattoo is giving your mind connected to us, and please be safe I want to hug you when this end okay I love you.' I cried when I heard the last part, she indeed loves me Shun loves me. 'I-i love you too' . . . (A/N: sorry for the cliff-hanging but I promise I'll update it twice a week now, thank you for all your support, and please leave a review for our book to be more known spread the love thank you so much)

My heart was shattering, piece by piece the more she told me. “Fen commanded me to keep looking into his eyes while I fucked Lane, to watch him undress. Then, when he was undressed, he came over to Lane and me, and LANE started showing Fen all the places on my body that brought me the most pleasure. Like he was handing over an instruction guide on how to use me or play with me properly.” I hear the shame in her voice and the tears are falling from her eyes like a leaky water faucet as she looks down at her hands trying to hide her face from me, but she continued, “I thought Lane was going to finish inside me and then let Fen have his way with me…”