Steve Harrington X Reader Angst Novels & Stories

His carefree attitude about it, kinda pissed me off, and I snapped at him, “No, you’re not listening!” He startled and sat back a bit, then replied sweetly, “Okay, babe, calm down. I'm sorry, I'll keep quiet and let you finish.” He squeezed my hands urging me to continue. I took in a deep breath and continued, “I don't mean a little bit jealous, T. I mean this weird burning anger that took over my entire body, and I felt a huge surge of electricity inside me.” He frowned but let me continue without interrupting. “I wanted to rip her apart, and I don't understand how I was able to beat her up. I know she's a werewolf.”

My stomach felt like millions of ants were skittering inside my intestines. "She's one lucky bitch!" "Cervantes must have found a rebound!" I bit my lip, trying to block out the harsh words and the swarm of ants doing a jitterbug in my gut. This job just kept getting more complicated by the minute. I couldn't help but read through some of the comments, and it seemed like the online world had no chill. "If I knew, Dax is just using this girl to keep his dick busy while mending his heart," one user commented.

Could she be reading some steamy romance? Angus smiled as his cock once again stiffened. True or not, that's what he'd go with. Casting one last glance toward Anna's cabin, he turned and went back inside.

It curled my toes and stole my breath. Then he was gone. I pressed shaking fingers to my lips. Claiming Xander should have fixed this weird attraction to Rhys. Should have negated it. But here I was, aching over two men. I couldn't mate the Alpha and lust after his Beta. What kind of asshole was I? I was so flipping screwed. ~*~*~*~*~*~ "You did what?!" Heather gripped the wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white as her head whipped to glance at me.

I felt two digits enter me and I panted, my breath hitching, feeling the sensation and his warmth so real against me. His fingers moved fast, massaging my walls. I tightened around him, feeling the coiling in my abdomen build up. Oh, I was coming already. I didn’t want this to stop. “Open your eyes, Harper,” he whispered, jolting me awake. Our eyes met, lusty blue eyes watching me with dark, hooded desire. And it took me seconds to realize what was happening. It wasn’t a dream! Ryker’s fingers were bringing me to my peak.

And if that's not enough people, everyone who used to be a part of Atticus' pack is also here. Harris looks forward and lets out another sigh as he pokes at the steaks, checking to see if they're done. He felt his strong aura before his arms snaked around his waist and a firm chest pressed against his back. Harris doesn't know how he does it, but the man's presence and touch are like magic, and instantly calm him. Every worry disappears at the warmth against his back. Warm breath fans his neck and Harris tilts his head to the right more, giving his mate better access. The smaller Alpha smiles as lips press against his neck.

I gulped. He snapped me out of my trance as he spoke again. "My name is Steve Harrison; it's nice to meet you," a smirk played on his lips, almost like he could see right through me. I hesitated, my instincts screaming at me to back away. This man is dangerous. But my body seemed to have other plans, as I felt a spark of attraction that I couldn't ignore. I took a deep breath and reached out to shake his hand, my heart racing with anticipation. What was I getting myself into?

she asked, her curiosity piqued by Emma's behaviour. "Darling, I thought you said it was just a slight issue," Emma replied cryptically, her expression solemn as she reached for her phone. Confused and apprehensive, Sophia watched as Emma pulled up a webpage on her phone. The headline that greeted her sent a chill down her spine: "ALEXANDER STERLING HARRINGTON'S LOW LIFE GIRLFRIEND REVEALED: VIDEO ATTACHED" Sophia's heart skipped a beat as she processed the words on the screen. How could this be happening? Why her? Her head was spinning with disbelief and fear.

For some time, all Serena could do was stare at Steve. He wanted her to do what now? Right outside Caleb's bedroom, with his fuming wife threatening to fuck her precious boyfriend? "Mr. Hastings, last night was… wow, but," she giggled nervously, twiddling her thumbs, then whispered, "You can't be serious. Your wife and son are a few feet away. We are awful peo—" But Steve was so horny that he couldn't see straight. He grabbed her hair, dick jutting out at her angrily and demanded, "Suck your ass off this cock, slut. Now!"

ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU AND LET US MEET NEXT CHAPTER! note prepare for angst? and trauma some disturbing test and fluff a LOT OF fluff and SUPER A LOT OF ANGST. quick question, if i post a 30 chapter about depress person writing her daily journal would you read it? if so tell me cuz i'll totally post it tho it's not complete yet like any of my stories T^T