Stefano My Brilliant Friend Novels & Stories

Daniel. ** I yelped as he plunged in deep inside of me. "Daniel!! Please stop! Am begging you. Don't do this to me." I cried as he forced his self into me again. But he was just too deaf to hear my cries. I pleaded with him but he didn't listen. He groaned in pleasure while I cried in pain. His thrusts were rough and I couldn't bear anything other than pain. Sorrow washed through me. Everyone was watching. He had his way. He raped me. My bestfriend. Some one i trust so much. I begged him. He still did it.

Morticia bit her lip. "So this friend of yours coming is from India?" Jamie asked, keeping his voice low. "Yeah, you’re going to love her. She’s sweet, brilliant, crazy, and funny. Gosh, I miss her. Her transfer hasn’t been accepted yet, but I hope they do it soon." "I’ve met an Indian man once before. He dumped a monkey on my head." "What?" Morticia chuckled. "A monkey?" "Yeah, and it was like... ouu aaah Jamie banana," he said in a comical way.

I leaned into him, enjoying his warmth as we continued to move to the music. When the song ended and a new one started, we turned to find Stefano and Carmen walking towards us. "Thank you for being here," Stefano beamed. "It means everything that you came all this way." "We wouldn't have missed it for anything, Stefano," I said, pulling him into a hug. “I love seeing you guys so happy.” "We are," Carmen said in heavier accented English than Stefano's. "Stefano has told me so much about your family. Thank you for being such good friends to him."

Her right eyebrows lifted, with her eyeballs wide open in an utter displeasing gesture “Why can't it be me” I fired back “What? How can you even say that you're my fucking best friend” “A best friend that has always been there for you, a best friend that was there when your Almighty step brother was ignoring you, a best friend that has never left your side, a best friend that has always had your best interest at heart, it's me Taylor I'm that best friend that has always made sure you're okay, so why can't it be me, why must it be that dude that has made you cry over and over, and over again, he doesn't even love you, can't you see that?”

I'll love every second of it. It's been too damn long since I've tasted him, felt him pound into my ass until I couldn't think straight. And fuck, I've been craving it. Bad. Ruby clears her throat, the sharp click of her stiletto dragging me back to reality. "Niko. Stop stalling and get on the floor." Her eyes cut to Mason, who's still standing beside her. "You—partner with him." Mason's lips twitch slightly as his gaze meets mine. Without hesitation, he strides over and offers his hand like he's Prince Charming in a green button-up and slacks—except this bastard's about to watch me stomp all over his toes.

Bailey's pov Stefan stopped groping me, pulling back with a devious broadened grin on his face. " Hmm I'm not sure our little precious Bailey can handle the truth," he taunted, his eyes gauging my reaction. I can't even look at him, I can no longer look into the face of someone I trusted, someone I saw as my friend. I would've guessed Juliet would be behind all this since she had been very blunt about her dislike toward me, but Stefan? So many years of friendship for him to backstab me for what?

Rex shouts, his voice echoing through the room. Mark's chest is heaving with exertion, his eyes still fixed on Stefano with a fierce hatred. Stefano, meanwhile, clutches his arm, his face pale and sweaty. The air is thick with tension as the two men glare at each other, their animosity palpable. Stefano’s expression suddenly change to a sly smile “Oh I get what this is about,” he says, his voice dripping with amusement “it’s about Tiffany right?, you’re smart I’ll give you that,” stef smirk goes wider “ You want to know the best part?”

​After taking two puffs of his cigarette, Stefano finally spoke. ​"Just relax, Victor. Leave everything to me. That man will definitely fall to his knees before me, begging for mercy," Stefano said. ​Hearing that was like water drenching a barren wasteland. It was incredibly refreshing. ​"Thank you so much, Stefano. I certainly made no mistake in choosing you as a partner. You are truly amazing and highly reliable!" Victor praised, looking relieved this time. ​Stefano enjoyed his cigarette. He looked so incredibly calm, like a Commander who had just won a battle.

You could ask me if I’m in love with my brother’s best friend and I would tell you with a straight face absolutely fucking not. Kane Wilder is my brother Landon’s best friend, a.k.a a pain in my fucking ass. I met him for the first time when I was six.

Looked down at my lunch tray like it personally offended him. "You're the hybrid everyone's talking about," he said. I set down my fork carefully. "And you are?" His jaw tightened. "I'm Lucas Stone. Pure lycan bloodline." He said it like it meant something. "You're polluting this cafeteria with your half-breed stench." A year ago, I would've looked down and apologized. Today, I laughed in his face. "Wow. 'Half-breed stench.'" I rolled my eyes. "Did you rehearse that in the mirror this morning? Really workshop the delivery?"