Shameless Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He will have a hard time being gentle. ///♡/// We are only 10+ chapters away from the ending. Stay tuned! Luv y'all ♡

her face went beetroot listening to his words . How can he talk so casually about kids? She thought in her mind . (by the way. Don't you think we have a thriller story to tell our kids that how we got married ) "Shameless" Asim laughed listening to her words . He was continuously caresing her face feeling her on his fingerpads . His eyes went to her lips , looking so fresh. He gulped . As soon as Aima sensed his gaze on her lips, her face started to heat up and she lowered her head .

She just didn't want to be the one to curse her own baby. And just like that, the cursed cat was banished to the human realm, along with her maid, Ayana. Before she vanished completely, she heard the voice of the one that betrayed her in her head. "Goodbye, princess…. Hum, I mean slave." It was her used-to-be friend, who exposed her to everyone. She glanced around and made sure to locate her among the crowd. Sh has brown fur and purple eyes. She would never forget those eyes and heck! She will be back!

Take care of yourself, pfft what's he doing trying to act all mature. Omg does he have a crush on Shira !!!I am so telling everyone. She's not bad to look at,but god her personality sucks. Fine I guess there isn't any harm going with them,if they switch up the plan and try to fight me,I'll just shift to a large elephant and sit on them. Shae documented everything since the monster awakend,she wrote everything in her journal,of how much the monster tried to control her, put horrible ideas in her head,she concealed everything from Alfwin until she couldn’t.

"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—"

"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.

Friendly overtures, attempts to prove she was not a crazy sex fiend. She had nothing to be ashamed of, she told herself. Just because her relationship did not look like most everyone else’s did not make it bad. Compared to some so-called normal relationships, hers was far healthier for everyone involved. But stuck in her head was the image from a movie she had once seen where a crowd of scandalized people had hissed and pointed at the heroine: Shame! Shame on you! Shame! “Why are we stopping?” Alexei was immediately alert, sliding along the seats to the driver’s window and pulling it open. “What is up?”

He stood there for a second and left the room, closing the door with a bang. The second the door closed my body collapsed to the ground and I started sobbing with anger, hurt, and shame. How can he treat me like this when he has a girlfriend? What does he think about me? Am I going to be his shame forever? I don't want to live like this and I definitely don't want to be a second option.

Two very different expressions of life filled the room that morning. First-Damian's, a face glowing with satisfaction. He had tricked the woman he loved into begging him to sleep with her. A cruel victory masked in a charming grin. Second-Livia's, a face painted with shame. Shame for surrendering herself so easily to a man she hated. A man who had treated her like a maid, who clearly did not love her. To Damian, it was a night filled with passion, like a newlywed's first. But for Livia, it was something else entirely. Her expression was weary, her eyes dull, the shame lingering like a shadow.

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.