The Auction Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I stiffen as I bite my lower lip, closing my legs tighter together as I can feel the wetness. After some small talk and feeling like my pussy is about to get my dress soaking wet, the auction is announced and I can tell Fred is not happy. I can tell he is not into this, but he has to do it. He is the main event, he will be the one starting with the highest bid.

And I’d do it on my terms, even if that meant selling my body to the highest bidder. “Going once,” the auctioneer called again, snapping me out of my thoughts. “Going twice...” I held my breath, my heart racing in my chest. The auctioneer paused, his voice dropping, as if he’s building the anticipation. My stomach flipped. What’s coming next? Who is going to take me? Who is willing to pay for me? Then someone lifted a paddle. A single number, '69' stood out. “Ten billion dollars.” My gaze quickly shifted to the VIP area at the back, where the man who had just bid was sitting.

I hear several of them growl. Xantiago and Marius drop out of the bidding as they fight over her shredded underwear like wild dogs. “3, 2, 1, sold! The auction is closed. No more bids,” Hunter declares the clock stopping as they all turn from Jessica to look at Hunter. “So who won? Xantiago asks knowing full well he hasn’t as he pockets half her underwear with Marius holding the other half. “It’s got to be me,” Teddy declares as he continues to click the button on his controller as if he could still bid. Hunter clears his throat as they all shut the fuck up and take their seats.

she added, creating a desperation in the people I wanted her to. Finally, Derek pulled Fiona up against her will and they made slow shameful strides towards our table. “Greetings to you, Alpha Sebastian and…and Luna Susanna. I believe you are our bidders for tonight.” Sebastian’s face stretched into one of pure satisfaction. “Yes I believe so. You’re welcome.” he replied in that dangerously deep voice of his that made heat settle in familiar places in my body. “Please take your seats.” The auctioneer called out. As they made to take the seat opposite us, my voice shot up. “There will be no need for that, I believe this won’t take long at all.” I said, staring directly at Fiona who was too in

The year my sister turned fifteen, my father, Grant Davis, became obsessed with holding auctions at home. Everything in the house, from a plate of meat to a turn with the washing machine, from school lunch money to after-school activity fees, had to be won by bidding with family credits. I worked odd jobs until I dropped, sleeping only three hours a night, and finally saved up a thick stack of family credits, the paper soft and warped from my sweat. All Melody had to do was sit on the couch and shed a few tears, and my father would stuff fistfuls of credits into her arms. "Girls deserve to be spoiled. Can't have Melody feeling left out." That day, the item up for auction was an old necklace

Chapter 1 The auction room was a room of luxury, the air thick with the scent of expensive cologne and the murmur of wealthy strangers. I stood at the center, like a naked offering with all the extravagance, my body trembling under the weight of their gazes. Nipple clamps a bit into my sensitive flesh, their pinch a constant reminder of how vulnerable I was, while a vibrator buzzed between my thighs, its vibrations getting higher with each passing moment. The auctioneer yelled, his words echoing off the marble walls, “One million for the redhead!”

With that, he turned toward everyone else in the auction hall and spoke audibly, "Everyone! It seems that the Lionhearts would not hesitate to claim any treasures you may luck into on this day. Are you willing to just roll over and yield? If so, why bother with the auction at all?!" Pointing at Sif just then, Frank bellowed furiously, "Just let Ms. Lionheart look through the entire catalog, and then claim what sloppy seconds she leaves! That's all the rest of us deserve, right? No! Even if she messes up and misses some treasure, she'll claim it from you anyway! You must return it because it's rightfully hers! If you refuse, she will name-drop her family and threaten to end you! So, I ask aga

The wind isn't howling; it's reasonably still outside, so her voice carries through the walls, into the depth of my heart where it awakens dread. "You know, it just dawned on me that the auction is coming up soon. And as long as you're alive, Ryan won't look at any other girls that might be sold there," I follow the sound of Felicia's voice, glaring at the red bristled color as though I could see her through the walls. "Therefore we are going to play a game, it called 'ugly girls get no men to like them,' and once we are done, there are going to be so many scars on your face that you won't be able to face your own reflection,"

This meant that unless Titus bought Carol, she would be taken by someone else! “We will now begin auctioning off Merchandise 1. The starting bid is one hundred thousand dollars. You may place your bets.” The auctioneer rammed the block on the table with a gavel, and the buyers started talking to each other. “She looks familiar.” “Yeah. I think so too. Doesn’t she look like Kieran Abner’s ex? That woman was trending on Twitter today.” “No. She looks more like Aqua Lanister.” The people discussed whether Carol resembled herself or Aqua more and completely forgot about bidding for her.

Lucian POV Desperation. Greed. Filth. The stink of these three was as pungent as always in a place like this. This auction was always a place for people who delighted in the darker pleasures of life. From vampires to humans and the occasional supernatural oddity, they were all the same— vying for their next new toy. I clicked my tongue in disdain, leaning back into my seat, barely paying attention to the latest round of bids. It was all so..... boring.