The Punisher Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He chuckled, lost in the memory as he very slowly and carefully cut up the denim of my jeans on my left leg. “She couldn’t just leave though. She had to put her hands on you and at that moment, she signed her own death warrant. Nobody touches my Aurora! Nobody!” He hissed the last sentences, teeth ground together as anger coursed through his body at the memory. “I kicked her out but that wasn’t enough. I followed her that night. The anger was coursing through me that she had dared to lay a hand on you and I wanted to punish her, make her pay. Of course, she was stupid enough to pull over for me. I managed to convince her to talk to me, putting on the charm and I asked her to follow me to the

What was a gun compared to that? “I don’t care if you bring the gun down or not,” I told him, my voice as cold as ice. “I have already gone through much worse than you can imagine. Shoot me if you want.” The fake Damian’s finger squeezed the trigger, and his face twisted into a demonic expression. “Say your prayers, bitch. Your punishment for lying to me is that you will rot in hell.” Inside my head, a little dirty thought was born. Is this the end? Did I come back to this life only to die in a dirty alley?

’ Suhani said making her cheeks cherry red. *********************** *********************** So I hope Vicky got what he deserved. I punished him the way I felt right to punish a R*pist. And next chapter gonna be a mature one cause umm iykyk

“Why not?” “Because it’s not his to see,” Arianna panted. “And who does get to see this pretty little pussy?” “You!” she shrieked. “That’s right, and you better remember that,” Pierce warned, pulling away from her. “Wait! Are you done?” “Yeah.” “No, I didn’t finish.” “That’s part of your punishment, sweetie.” “Nah, fuck that. I’ll finish myself off!” “I had a feeling you would say that. I’ll be right back, and then I’ll take care of you, okay?”

Xeon asked pat. “Trees,” I tersely replied before cutting off the link and putting on my assassin gear. No one fools Kyler Arrow and escapes his penalty. No one means NO ONE !! My victim better prepare for a very harsh punishment now. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

I bite down on my lower lip when I feel my pussy tingle. Then he snaps his head to the side as if he’ll break if he looks further. “Don’t try to annoy me, pumpkin. Or else I will really punish you.” Punish me? He means a normal punishment, right? But why is my mind going to a different kind of punishment? A punishment I shouldn’t be receiving from my ex-mate’s brother and my brother’s best friend. “What type of punishment would you give me?” I say, trying to shove away the illicit thoughts in my mind. “Would you tell me to kneel down?”

He entered me again, from behind, slapping my clit with each thrust until I came twice more, sobbing. By evening, I was a wreck—body bruised, aching, leaking his essence from every rough encounter. He finally collapsed beside me, but his expression remained cold, distant. "Sleep," he muttered. "Tomorrow, more punishment." As he drifted off, I lay awake, spirit scheming. One day, I'd turn the tables. For now, I bent, body craving his cold brutality despite the hate. The bond twisted us both, a dark dance of ruin and desire. Guilt over Lisa choked me, but so did the fear of losing myself entirely. Outside, the pack whispered—Evelyn plotting alliances, Minho questioning loyalties, Seol offering

Nobody would ever take me seriously as their Alpha. “Oh, you are in serious trouble.” “What are you going to do?” I asked, in shock. I was confessing my deepest hidden feelings and my dad wanted to punish me for it. How was that fair? “Not from me. If Liz is your mate and if what you said is true I think she might be, then you’re in trouble.” He clarified. “Why?” Surely it was a good thing that my mate was so close by. I wouldn’t have to search the whole country looking for her. She was right here where I could keep her safe and shower her with love.

His hand tightens on my throat and my breaths go ragged. “Punish me,” I gasp. “Yes, punish me.” Then I remember I’m angry at him. “What about your punishment?” He shakes his head and moves faster. His fingers find my clit and rub in tight circles. I come so hard I scream into his chest. He holds me close, muffling my cries with his shirt. When the shaking stops he pulls out. “That was my punishment.” I blink. “No. You don’t get to pick your own punishment, Alpha.”

My fingers were clawing the sheets when his hand was jerking me off faster, I burst seconds later and I can feel his cum trail on my inner thigh moments later. "Well, we are so going to get punished by Peyton for this." He laughed but pulled me in for his lazy kisses. "I have a feeling that she likes punishing us, so let's give this as a treat for her. I love you, both of you." "I know baby, so how's your session going?" he gets up and helps me with his mess, then we were back to cuddling while we wait for Peyton to get back. "It's going good, she said I should reconnect more with my brother. Saying stuff about, taking his forgiveness, and bla bla..."