Stranger Things Fanfic Novels & Stories

Kitty sneaks in. Once under the stream of searing water, I let them fall freely. The tears feel cool on my skin under the heat of the shower. I realize I'm acting like a fool. This isn't love-hell, it's not even friendship-it is just unadulterated lust. I hadn't planned to let my heart get involved, but I've never been a girl who can have casual sex.

Eli staggered back half a step, his face white as paper, that faint flicker of hope in his eyes splintering inch by inch, until nothing was left but a boundless, hollow desolation. "From beginning to end, I brought this on myself. I was the one who wronged you." He murmured it low, his voice so faint it nearly dissolved into the air. "In this life, there's not the slightest chance of taking it back." I lingered no longer, and without another glance at his dazed, anguished face, I turned and walked toward the stairs. The gilded box door closed softly behind me, shutting out his gaze completely. We had once walked side by side and loved each other deeply, and in the end, all that was left was

He pulled the zipper down just enough to give her a tantalizing view of the thick outline of his hard cock straining against his boxer briefs. Serena’s mouth watered instantly. She could practically taste him already. Her thighs trembled as she stared, completely mesmerized. The stranger’s voice dropped to a rough, filthy whisper: “Show me how much you want this dick, baby girl.” ***** Author's note... I don't know about you, but I sure as hell wanna be Serena right now? If you were in her shoes ...Would you wanna show this stranger just how much you want his cock?

CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE: KILLING SPREE GRANT POV ⚠️ WARNING: CHILD ABUSE / GRAPE / TRAUMA THEMES It’s weird, calling your daughter to ask if her friend is back in the hostel, yeah? But it’s also wrong — so wrong — for that same friend, my own girlfriend, to send me a voice note about how fucking Luca Vitellio is her “one true love.”

Camden's breath caught in her throat as she looked down at the stranger who had lifted her up and was staring at her with adoration. 'Mate'. The undeniable pull between them hung heavy in the air, and it was evident that he felt it too. Just as the intensity of the moment threatened to consume them, the door swung open, revealing Clayton. As he walked in and saw Camden in the arms of this strange man, a look of shock and anger suddenly clouded his features. "Cam, what's going on?" He asked, his tone measured as he tried to keep his anger in check. Stuttering, Camden attempted to form a coherent response, but the words failed to escape her lips. Sensing the tension, the stranger gently placed

Thoughts that I shouldn’t be having about this stranger who was blackmailing. I’ve fantasized a lot, I’ve craved a thousand sexual escapades but no male has ever been the object of my fantasies. Aiden’s friends, the guards, and men that were all over our house… I’ve always wanted things done to me but I’ve never wanted anyone to do them to me. Until this stranger that was blackmailing me. How could I… Was I really so fucked in the head that the prospect of doing something with this stranger was so erotic that I could feel myself getting turned on?

What's your deepest, darkest fantasy? I pause, my fingers hovering over the keyboard. I thought about my fantasies and started to type. “Meeting the eyes of a handsome stranger in a bar full of people, he crosses the room, grabs me by the hand, and pulls me into the restroom. Before I can blink, we’re making out, hot and heavy. His hands are all over me, under my shirt, down my jeans. Circling my nipples, then pinching just hard enough to make me gasp, and slipping a thick finger into my soaking pussy at the same time. I can’t even see him, but I can feel his thick, fat cock rubbing all over my ass, teasing between my cheeks, before he finally thrusts deep inside me and starts to fuck me, ha

It was like a thick fog clung to their bodies, blinding my vision. A finger ran up my spine, sending shocks of cold down my back. “Such a tender little morsel...” the stranger sighed. A freezing body pressed against mine. They grabbed my shoulders. “Dibs! I haven't eaten since last Monday.” “No!” another growled, tearing at my hair and thrusting my head back. A nose pressed against my neck. The thick stench of rot came from its flesh as it inhaled deeply. “No, she's my meat. My fresh, bloody meat. I'll tear her to beautiful ribbons. You'd like that, wouldn't you, doll?” he whispered harsh in my ear.

I moaned at the feel of his fingers’ warm, silky glide over the thin lace. “Damn, you’re so fucking wet, Stranger,” he said. “Absolutely wet for you.” I moaned. “You want me so bad.” It was so obvious that I wanted him so bad but at the same time I didn’t care, I’m so horny. I had absolutely no idea how we got in, but I was in his suite before I blinked twice. “Gosh, I need you badly.” I slid my hand around the nape of his neck as he pulled me against his stunningly hard body, teasing me, grabbing a fistful of my hair.

Under a sky lit by fireworks, the man held her close and kissed her. Each short clip drove a blade straight into my chest. That same man had reposted a thread asking, "What's your greatest achievement so far?" In the comments, he'd written: "My greatest achievement is stealing a rich man's wife, putting a cuckold's horns on him, getting her to bear my son—and even making her abort his child. "That idiot still thinks he has a perfect, happy family. Every day, he works his ass off, full of motivation, earning money for the three of us.