Tarzan Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Dorian looks down at his fingernails now. “Oh, shit. I forgot.” She walks around him. “You’ll never guess, so give it up. You’ll tell me first before I ever give up what I am.” She extends her hand and touches his braids, letting a finger flow over them. “What has long hair and braids? Long hair… long braids…” He tilts his head in boredom. She stops suddenly. “You're Tarzan, aren't you?” Dorian bursts out laughing. “Oh my God, you're such a fucking child!”

The girl whispered seductively in his ear. “Really. Well, I am an untamed tiger.” The man smirked and planted his lips passionately on her lips, sucking them hard. He then lifted her up in the air, planting his hand under her hips. Soon the man was walking towards his personal office which was once his father’s office.

"In that case, you will need to get your car washed tomorrow because I won’t settle for less than a dozen vampire heads." "I don’t mind doing that." Nathan agreed. "Also, the more time I spend with you, the more she will get jealous." He added it with a big grin. I chuckled at his words. I definitely have a new friend. We spent a couple of hours more looking for vampires and ripping off their heads until we couldn't find anyone. "Here, wear my shirt," he offered because I forgot to change before shifting, ripping my clothes. "I’m fine in this way." "Maybe you are, but I’m getting uncomfortable. I’m planning to make her jealous, not plan my death by hand." He said this, passing me his shirt.

Zack make me sign not to make noise under my anxiousness. " And if he catches us? I murmured. " Trust me Tiara am going to let us from here, do you trust me? He asked while murmuring and looking at me deeply. I could feel for once the ability to trust him. He proved to me this night that he is not who he wants us to think he is, he is just an egocentric artist who needs to be appreciated. I think I can give him a chance. " I trust you, Zack!" I said

The pain in my leg told me that we must have been walking in for hours when I came to, turning my head to look up at the sea of the black sky that was twinkling with stars before we broke into what looked to be a large camp with a cave at the far end. There were fire pits in front of each tarp, with mean-looking wolves sneering at me from the benches around the fire. “We’re home boys! Welcome the King of the three cities to rogue heaven!” Tarzan bellowed mockingly as we made our way past the snickering wolves who bared their teeth at me. Goddammit, why hadn't I stayed back at the bloody wood house when I’d had the chance? The moisture dried from my mouth when I realized they were taking me t