Si Fanfic Novels & Stories

Gasps, laughter, “That’s so hot, how do you even write that without combusting?” Then Sofia volunteered to read hers. She cleared her throat. “Okay… this one’s new. It’s… intense.” She started soft. A woman alone in her apartment, thinking about the man she shouldn’t want. Fingers trailing down her stomach, circling her clit while she imagines his mouth on her. The room went quiet. Sofia’s voice dropped lower, huskier as she described the fantasy man pinning her wrists, spreading her thighs, licking slow circles until she begged.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Chapter 51 || SANCIA's POV || Nothing could make you happier, than knowing that your woman was enchanted by you. I could see the sparks in her eyes, her sheepish gaze, and the way she started to crave for me. Yes, I was into this Mafia because of her!

A sound that made Sin stare at me with hungry eyes. "I can't wait to marry you tomorrow." Sana told Jay. He smiled. "I know." With those two looking at each other like the rest of the world didn't exist, Rohan and Charlie bickering about something or the other, Warren and Sajan arguing about which jungle animal they could take in a fight, I turned to Sin. My beautiful man. But only in my wildest dreams. "I love you." I said. He stared at me for a long time and I was glad he didn't say it back. He just squeezed my hand in his, his eyes never leaving mine for once.

, asked Sam with a bright grin. The girl next to Sam also smiled at Sia in a welcoming way. Just like Sam, his fiance never made any kind of problems. She was a graphic novel author and artist. Sia shook her hand first before being pulled into an awkward hug by Sam. "Thanks for coming", started Sia as she sat down. "You remember Rain, right?" "Your gorgeous, snarky boyfriend? He is hard to forget", chuckled Sam amused. "And what I told you about his mom not liking me?", continued Sia.

Hi, this is the first chapter of the second book of Sinful. Enjoy. SEWA’s POV Stepping out of the airplane, there was no mistake that I was back home. I didn't need to be told by any one; the soft wind that welcomed me, told me that much. I adjusted my small shoulder purse that had it's strap digging into my tits, dividing them and making each tit look bigger than they actually were. I hated it when that happens, but I was too excited to care.

Just before Aiden could begin talking, Sif called from in front. "Sif, hi!" Fiora quickly rushed forward to meet him, not meaning to had ignored Aiden. Aiden frowned upon the arrival of Sif. He didn't hate him, rather, he envied him. Fiora was always so free with him, confident and more of herself. Whereas, with him, she saw him as nothing but a strange man who she was starting to admire as a friend and a partner.

I looked at Kaia, “So you were trained like Sinclair?” “Yup, once upon a time we were Canary and Sin.” “Yeah, and Thalia, she was Kabar,” Sinclair said with a smile. I feel like I’m in a warped universe. Adrian comes up and starts messing with Kaia and Sinclair again. “Yeah, Canary and Sin. Little badass femme fatales, Aric. If Sinclair really is your sister, you could stand to learn a thing or two from her.” I smirked, “Sinclair, do you still have the gun?”

He glared at Su Fan and said, "I'll slap you and throw you back into your mother's womb if not considering that you're just a wimpy kid." "Hump! Do you think you can overpower me?" Su Fan raised his head and continued disdainfully, "You're over 40, yet your skin is fair and soft, and you don't have any grey hair. Do you steal and apply your wife's toning masks at home every day? You're pretending to be young just like a yellow cucumber brushed with green lacquer, like a sissy."

I have to start being strict with her. “Tsk.. your love story really makes me jealous. I wish I could have a woman like Eden.” chirped Sian with a disgustingly disgusting face. I'd better cool my head in the den and do the rest of my unfinished work. Thinking of Eden actually made me even more angry and wanted to teach her a lesson. Aciel pov end