Romans & histoires Six Of Crows Fanfic

“She ran off with that traitor.” One of the girls hummed in fake sympathy, lips brushing my jaw. The other one yawned behind her hand like I couldn’t see. “And Six.” I sat up slightly, waving the bottle at no one. “You know, I treated that bastard like a fucking brother. Gave him more loyalty than half the blood in this house. He had access to me, to my house. He was close to us. And still, he chose her. He coveted her, the one thing I actually loved, what I wanted, and he stole it from me.”

I pinch my brows together at him when he didn't allow me to enter. His eyes that held my own stare captive fall on and linger on my lips. He leans in and I am stuck with the proximity and what it does to me, slowing my breaths and racing my beats. His strong long fingers hold my chin captive. The opium-induced haze that wash over my senses had me closing my eyes in a blissful surrender. "Nafasm, does Richard know his little girl is here, eloping behind his back to a man double both his and your age combined." His whisper rinsed me like concentrated Acids would.

It’s now been updated to include the murders of Jack and Ava Cross and the kidnapping of their daughters. “…Take me in the moonlight, at our favorite spot near the cedar tree, I’m already wet and waiting for you, my Alpha. I cum just thinking about you inside me. I’m touching myself right now.” “Let me see! Did Beryl send a pussy pic?” demands Wolfe.

she whispers. I give her a little smile, pulling her in. My arms wind around her body, holding her tight as I murmur against her hair. “Always.” THE END ** THE SIX-PACK SERIES WILL CONTINUE WITH BOOK FOUR: ALPHA BROCK KEEP A LOOKOUT FOR IT TO START RELEASING IN EARLY DECEMBER! **

🥀 SWEETHEARTS IN CRIME🖤 (He's A Dangerous Mafia🔞_She's A Slût👠) Chapter 6 Fiona snucked back into her room successfully without being noticed. She laid on the bed smiling brightly Her smile expended and soon she bursted out laughing. She rolled from one end of the bed to another not minding the fact how dusty and dirty she is Her ankles and shoulder were bleeding but she never noticed The happiness surging through her was more than enough.

The last thing I saw was Cross falling. You said it. No taksies. He growled like the devil, and everything went black. A/n: more chapters incoming. <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>

“But just because we have a bond doesn’t make her my mate.” “It kinda does.” Kellen now chuckles at me. “It’s complicated,” I tell him. “It’s really not.” Now he’s just pushing my buttons. “Really?” I growl throwing my pen down, leaning back in the chair and crossing my arms. “What’s not complicated about this whole fucked up situation? Go on tell me? Because I had already chosen someone to be my mate. That person happens to be in a fucking coma knocked up by one of our friends, who happens to be her mate that she cheated on me with. To top off that shit, my fated fucking mate stole your mate’s crown! And even getting past that bullshit, she’s afraid of being touched! How the fuck am I suppo

[Sebastian POV] It’s hard to control Six. He is a strong Alpha wolf and very possessive about his mate. I fought so hard to restrain him from marking Agatha the night we mated. His canines were out and nearly touched that soft flesh in Agatha’s neck. I was relieved when I noticed that her eyes were shut at the time. I loved how responsive she was with my touch. With every hard thrust, I met with her writhing beneath me. She was so tight, so sensitive, and so delicate. Perhaps it was the same reason Six struggled to control himself.

With a heavy sigh, she masked her true intentions behind a carefully crafted smile. She reached out and accepted Aldo's embrace, allowing herself to be enveloped in his strong arms. His touch, once comforting and familiar, now felt like a cage, constraining her desire for freedom. As they held each other, Sarah's mind raced, formulating a plan to regain her autonomy and sever the ties that bound her to this dangerous life.

I screamed. “Why are you calling my name? Why must it be Grace? Why not June or Xander?” She retorted. “That’s because you’re the fan girl in our midst, the one that daydreams about marriage, Thankfully you’re in one now,” I replied making her smile. “June used to be a fangirl also, I’m not only the one and I promise I didn’t corrupt Ria.” She raised her two hands as an act of surrender. “Keep my name out of your mouth, you red-haired devil.” June croaked out and before we knew it, we all saw slippers flying across the table in Grace’s direction which she skillfully dodged with her eyes widely opened.