Novel & Cerita Sterek Fanfic

But what happens when his secret is revealed? You'll get flashbacks to before they started dating, and you'll see all the events that took place during those dark times. This story isn't for everyone, but I hope you enjoy it. | Dark Stalker Romance 17+ | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 1: A Stalker's Truth Brixton pov, 35 While waiting for Harley to get home from work, I lounge on the couch with my hand in my pants, my eyes shut, and images of my little bird dancing around in my mind.

A bitter smile tugged on his lips. Elara stumbled back as tears spilled without warning. "I'm sorry, Cassian," she choked out amidst sobs. "I didn't mean to deceive you. Elias... Elias was bred by my ex-boyfriend. It's your step-brother, Damian Blackhowl, the one who tried to challenge you for the Alpha position." Though Cassian had suspected it, hearing the truth spoken aloud still shocked him to the core. "I love you, Cassian. I love your soul… But what about needs? I have physical needs too! Needs that you never bothered to satisfy! I have desires too! Every time you come to me, you'd finish and leave, like it was a task!

"Please put in a good word for me with Mr. Rowe. Ask him to let this matter pass. From now on, I'll pretend I know nothing about whatever happens between you and him. The position of Mrs. Stark will still be yours." I felt a surge of nausea at Davis' words. He actually thought Ian and I were lovers, and yet he was still willing to hand me over to Ian, as if he could just accept being cheated on. I raised my hand and slapped him hard across the face. "Davis, do you think I'm trash like you who cheats in marriage? Ian is my biological brother, born to the same parents!" This time, Davis was completely stunned. It took him a long moment before he muttered in disbelief, "But you grew up in an or

She dropped out of college, lost all her friends, and became a recluse, spending every waking moment trying to summon her demonic lover. Her parents tried to help her, but they couldn't understand what was wrong. They took her to therapists and doctors, but no one could figure out what was causing her strange behavior. Stella was a shell of her former self, a broken and desperate creature, consumed by her obsession with the demon.

Putting my trust in him, I simply stood there as I didn’t think of much of anything. Suddenly there was a rush of pleasure that rushed through me, and my eyes snapped open. Stryker had pricked his finger and was placing a few drops of blood on my tongue. My lust for his blood took over without hesitation and I quickly wrapped my mouth around his finger, sucking every drop I could. “We really need to work more on this.” He muttered. His words barely registered as I kept sucking on his finger. I wasn’t getting much, but I wasn’t about to bite into his finger. When I could no longer get blood from his finger, I pulled back and tucked my chin down in shame.

I click the message bubble and the conversation opens. It reads: YOU’RE GETTING TOO CLOSE TO STERLING. STAY AWAY FROM HIM! HE’S DANGEROUS!!

“You just want Serana. You can’t see her for what she truly is.” “No, YOU can’t see who Stacey truly is, or should I call her Starci. You have just destroyed the saviour of not only humanity but for us. If I could, I would beat your ass.” I roll my eyes and shake my head at him. Why does he like Serana so much? I scoff at the saviour of humanity part. Fucking stupid over grown lizard. “Whatever, Jaka. I know Stacey is our mate…”

he told Frederick. “ What! Arranged marriage for Sera and Derrick? I don't think Derrick would accept after finding out that Seraphina is in love with Alex. How will he make her fall for him?” “ That's why I called you, please talk to Derrick for me. I know that he's fit for the task” “ Okay I'll, hope he's coming back home” “ Yes, he just drove his car off,” Mr Sterling replied.

"Still soaking for me. Still a filthy little fan girl at heart." Sterling dropped to his knees. He didn't go slow. He dived between my legs, his tongue lashing out at my clit with a savage, rhythmic intensity. He devoured me, his face becoming a mess of my slickness. He used his teeth, grazing the sensitive nub until I was shaking, my hands grasping at the metal casing of the projector for balance. "Sterling! Please... stop," I gasped, but my hips were bucking against his mouth.

He looked up at her from between her thighs, his dark eyes gleaming when he felt her freeze. “That's what you are, Mara. My sister. My leaking, desperate sister.” He lowered his mouth again, his tongue flicking her clit once, twice, making her jolt. “Say it.” She shook her head, tears spilling anew. He stopped and waited, his breath fanning her wetness, letting her know he wouldn't touch her if she didn't say what he wanted to hear.