The Sims Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Come on we can go out and eat or I'll cook. You should be thanking me jerk! I picked the best place for our summer. Would you rather be elsewhere right now? Tell the truth." "Hell no! And miss a chance to steal someone's girlfriend who I feel is mine?" Simon said, laughing menacingly. The duos went into their separate bedrooms and began to unpack their bags. Each of them were thinking of how best to go about getting their love interest alone. Simone dropped her gown down to the floor standing fully naked behind a mirror. She hadn't had a man touch her for years. She touched her breasts and her pussy. She closed her eyes lost in self pleasure.

This was clearly not the car she had booked on the app. "If you want to get close to me, just say it." Simon didn't think Diana had made a mistake, and instead stared at her as though trying to see through her. The mocking smile was still on his lips as he held a folding fan in his hand, which seemed like it could turn into a deadly weapon at any moment.

Simon uttered those three words insipidly from his lips. Before she said anything, he continued, “Firstly, I’m your person. Next, she’s Eugene’s person.” Sharon pressed her lips together and pushed his chest with her hands that were resting there. “Firstly, you’re just pursuing me and not my person. Secondly, I signed her to be my ambassador and she has nothing to do with my brother.” She frowned. How did he know about Fern and her brother? Simon straightened his back and towered over her with a half-smile. “The internet is having a field day over her dark past right now, didn’t you see those articles?”

The system was still offline, and I had no way to check his affection level. What if his affection was still at zero? I had to speed this up. The dating-sim had a two-month time limit, and my two months were almost over. If I failed the route, I would lose the entire ten-million prize. Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was the fact that he was too pretty for his own good. Either way, courage surged through me. I staggered to my feet. When I nearly slipped, I twisted my body and fell straight into his arms, pushing him down onto the sofa.

He shrugged indifferently, his eyes cold. "This isn't true." Simon fought back, "Fiona wouldn't do something like this to me. The pictures were clearly photoshopped." "I'll take my leave now, you figure it out with your nerd stepsister." Soren flashed a knowing look at me and I cringed at the sight. He had barely stepped out when I saw his message. ~Simon would need someone by his side tonight. You'll be all mine on Christmas. Remember I still have your pantie with me and one snitch, mom is just one call away.~

It began with: Am I to blame? For years, my stepbrother has been starring in all my fantasies. He has always been caring despite his cold demeanor, and has been my rock through the good and the bad times. We have recently kissed, and now he’s asking me to become his lover. I don’t know what to think and have no one to confide in. Thoughts? Simone soon went to take a shower. And under the soothing hot water, as her muscles loosened, she could almost forget all her concerns.

" it's about your fiance Liam. Sima's phone rang disturbing the conversation between her and luya she wanted to listen to luya but at the same time she had to take her phone because Liam was calling her. "Ahh oh yess liam fuck" " ohh you like it like this.?" "Ahh yess fuck me baby " You could hear by the moans that the speed was increased I hung up suddenly something moved inside of me more like rage , fear , dissapointment and more I was betrayed not just once but three times yeah my parents the person i thought was my Friend and now Liam I could hear luyanda saying something but nothing makes sense at moment I'm feeling dizzy am I about to faint .?

I was no longer simply just another student, I was Zaine, the upcoming Alpha, with the world upon my shoulders. So, I did what I do best, and plastered a false smile upon my face, and worked upon crafting this story of our imaginary relationship with Presley. Doing what I could to make her laugh, as that sound was enough at my lowest of moments to ease my mood. And for a moment I didn't feel as bad. Having her here may make things a little better...

“You are making a mistake, Evelyn, it's not what you think, I’m not having an affair with your man. He just helped me secure a good job at FY Glams and I made dinner to say thank you. Simon loves you, Evelyn, he would never…” “Shut the fuck up, you lying bitch! I knew you were a gold digging bitch the moment I saw you with him, but I did know you were stupid as well. Simon is a fucking intern at the company, he’s aiming to get in fully through his mother's connections and contacts. How can he get you what he doesn’t have?

Even now, I haven't fully bounced back. The second time came at 18. After three years of ditching class, chain-smoking with delinquents, and hopping between reckless flings, Shirley didn't hesitate to swap her SAT scores for mine the second they were out. She landed first in the city and got into a top-tier university. I couldn't even scrape into community college, so I ended up in a factory job. Now, only one swap remained. Shirley's eyes brightened like she'd just seen a lifeline. She scanned my outfit with an eager, almost greedy look before asking, as if it were nothing, "Who are those people inside?"