Slash Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

Emily cut in. "Shut up" Vivian said and turned back to Isabella. "Its not my fault that I thought that night after the party would turn to something more. Anyways I ran into him at the bar and he said it was just a fling and he had no interest in starting anything serious. Anyways it doesn't matter. I really don't care. I'm just telling you because birds of a feather flock together, and you just gotta be careful. Because one minute you might be moving in with Samson and making all these big plans and decisions together, and he will just wake up one morning, and to hell with everything. You can't trust these Men nowadays "

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

We will do a Q and A for 'SO ♡♡ Plus, I am not writing rape contents anymore in my books It's extremely wrong to me after being a femenism. Every character should be seen equally. No one should sexualize it even on dark romance books. Violence can be added sometimes. I hope you all will support it. My new books " Mysterious stripper" and " poisonous love " will be updated soon in wattpadd . I am very excited for these new two books. I hope you all will look forward to that soon.

The clash of the two skills caused incredibly strong shockwaves, and everyone else stopped mid-fight just to witness what was happening. The spatial shards that reflected the sunlight clashed against the pitch-black sword slash. While the slash looked inactive, it was obvious how it persistently pushed back against the shards. The spatial shards that seemed to be able to destroy everything in the world suddenly disappeared after meeting the slash. Fane's tearing slash was so sharp that the spatial shards failed to stop it! "What?!" snapped Philip. His powerful attack—the very technique he had been so proud of—was basically minced by Fane! Who was he? Why was he so strong?

I pushed them all and looked in their eyes. They again lunged for me and I slashed their flesh with my swords, spinning on my heels. They all moved away looking for any flaw in my movements while I showed them some tricks, twirling swords above my head, at my front and back. I was aiming for a man's leg after kicking in his ribs when hot stinging pain shot through my right hip. Blood was oozing out of the wound and the gash was so deep that it couldn't heal in seconds, it would take some time.

Sliver POV "I requested a mate mad I got " Mate's " I asked myself alone in the room I stayed with my friends but still it looked like I was cursed. I just needed one bad I got 3 who I can't classify if they were brothers or just friends. But still, I needed a solution to my matter at all times and needed someone to stand by me at this time of my life but still had no choice but to leave with it since it was declared they were my mate so I had nothing to say.

"Then, who are you? In real life, you're like that. You shift blame, run from consequences, and use other people's lives to patch over your guilt. You think dreams change anything? They're just another escape." She froze. Tears slid silently down her cheeks. "Maybe you're right. In dreams and reality, I've always been the same." "Dreams are fantasies. Reality is cruel. You killed Adam and caused Grandpa's death. No dream can rewrite that," I said flatly. Talia was quiet for a long time. Then, she suddenly slammed her hands against the glass, voice hoarse and desperate. "Lie to me! Just once! Tell me you still love me! Please!"

####### Author's Note: I have some stories already written on the platform that you can check out; 1. Moonchild; The Rise of the Lycans. 2. All shades of Passion (erotica) kindly read and them to your library. Love you all.

Each thrust jolted me forward, my breasts pressing into the wood, nipples scraping. Pain mixed with pleasure, my pussy still sensitive from before. “You love this, don’t you? Being fucked in the ass like a dirty slut,” he said, his hand coming down on my cheek with a loud smack. The sting made me yelp, heat spreading. “Yes,” I admitted, pushing back to meet him. “Fuck me harder.” Another spank, then another, alternating sides. My skin burned, red and hot, each slap sending shocks to my clit. He pounded into me, relentless, his grunts mixing with my cries. Sweat dripped down my back, our bodies slapping together.

Vorlyk took the gnarled hand into his and pulled Madayah onto his lap. He kissed the mutilated side of her face and ran his hand over the smooth side. His entire body relaxed when she leaned in and kissed him. Nicolas felt their love deep in his gut. He cared about Franklin, loved him for the wonderful person he was but could never give the vampire what he wanted. Nicolas hoped to someday find a she-wolf mate to share his life, and Franklin, his best friend, understood that. He often teased Nicolas that he, Franklin, would be the gay uncle to wolf pups. Nicolas's heart squeezed, and for the first time in months grief shadowed his thinking more than revenge.