Stony Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"There is. I can't use my traits properly. And sometimes I can use it even if I don't mean to." "It's because your stone is not on the right spot. The stone must be returned for everything to be stable." Angel nodded. We were startled when suddenly someone shouted. We saw a man lying prostrate. But he's not dead yet. It seems like the electric current is flowing into his body. A woman quickly approached the man. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! I just lost control." He explained to the man who was complaining. I've figured that the girl is Larissa. She used to be acquaintance during my freshman times. Time flies huh?

I took him to an alley and ran a rusty pipe in his stomach. Again the book was taken away, by Ethan this time who read another entry. (I tried to get over Chelsea, because clearly I wasn't good enough for her. But this dumb bitch with her fake hair was a pretender. She wasn't rich, and she had a child, which she never told me about. I had to tell her to stay away from me because I didn't want to take care of another man's offspring. After killing her mother while she watched, I threw both of them off a building.)

Flynn pinned her under his gaze, but she stared back cooly. “I wish I could say I sympathize, but Stone got what was coming to him.” She shrugged and sipped her drink. “Tell me, why is that, Star?” He leaned closer. “Stone was a narcissistic, self-inflated egomaniac who refused to accept that anyone but himself was right. I tried to stop him from attacking so soon, but instead of heeding my words, he threw me in a cell to rot.” She narrowed her eyes at him and her jaw flexed with anger thinking about Stone.

"Get ready, everyone. Three, two, one!" The second she finished counting down, the screen exploded. Donation animations flooded in. Notifications stacked on top of each other. Countless one-dollar tips poured in like a storm. The first three usernames to send theirs were quickly captured and pinned in the chat. Cecilia smiled brightly as she read the first name. "Congratulations to Tyson Steele for becoming our first lucky winner tonight. Tyson, tell us your wish." She initiated a voice call. The person who connected was Tyson. One of the most notorious bullies on campus.

and send the message. Time to get to work! I open my draft book and review the scene I'm to be writing. It's supposed to be a spicy scene between the female and male main characters, but the main issue here is, anytime I try to think of how the scene will go, it's Josh that comes to my mind. How he touched me that night. How his lips felt against mine and how his cock felt driving into me relentlessly. *What the fuck Stacy! You should be writing your novel and not having obscene fantasies about your brother!*

I asked. "Alpha, I think ID is all about your identification and we don't have it," Stone whispered behind me. My head almost blow from getting heated I almost beat the bouncer because no matter how hard Stone tried, he wouldn't let us in. That's why I didn't do anything but leave and throw anything into my room. I don't know why I'm doing this. I never thought of wanting someone this much. I can't think of anyone else but her, even though I tried. Every time I think about Athena, my body immediately reacts and before I realize it, I am already having a boner!

Daniel brought his voice to a whisper, and could barely hide his bitterness in his tone. "I don't know much. Remember, I am just a Chauffeur, who never gets invited in." Stoner chuckled. "But atleast, you know something." Daniel pressured further, trying to get any information. "I am sorry, I don't. May I leave now?" Stoner bowed. There was no response, so he took it as a go-ahead permission. "What a jerk" Stoner muttered to himself, almost despising him instantly. His greed for the company's money was more obvious, and felt dangerous. If Daniel ruins the company, most people will end up jobless, including him.

Riven. As much as I didn't want to think of what I had just seen, I couldn't really help it. My mind was stuck, like fucking stuck and glued to what my eyes had seen today. First of all, I knew Stiles to be a Casanova, a very promiscuous dude—flirty, always engaged, with women of course—and I thought that it could be the reason why he had created that space for himself because I already knew his dorm was a no-no.

"I'm gonna let you continue thinking that, for today. I have somewhere else to be and I don't have time to deal with your insolence at this moment. We'll talk more when I return." I didn't respond, just stood in place frozen. When Stone stepped towards me as kissed me on the cheek it took everything in my body not to recoil from him. It felt like a kiss of death, as if stone was marking me for the pack enforcer to come in and take my head. But what he had in mind was a fate far worse than death- at least thats the way I saw things. Stone might of killed his mates, but no before he tortured them for not giving him what he wanted.

Candy asked. Annie loosened her arms from around Stolas, she reached out taking Candy’s hand in hers. “I don’t know, it was like I was like someone had lit me on fire and I knew the only way to put it out was to be you.” “Your succubus was pulling from us.” Stolas said, dragging his hand up her back before he placed a kiss on her shoulder. Candy’s phone chimed and she sighed. “You might want to get that.”