Trapped In A Dating Sim Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It's like some thing bad happened to me and that in a second or so, the guy with me might try to force himself on me, some times I always even beg them to leave me alone. But with Cade every thing is different, I had gotten far with him only for that disturbing feeling to come back. For years I keep on wondering if I was raped or stuff, that is the only thing that can justify this feeling but I doubt it. Have always lived a sheltered life,I wouldn't have been raped by any one, my parents would have told me if some thing like that happened right. Just then the door opened and Tracy walked in with Gracie. "So you have been hiding here all day, common the crew have arrived, they came with all t

Letta had no idea how satisfied Marco was playing with her lips. This time, Marco slipped his tongue, entwining it with Letta's, and continued to kiss her forcefully. This made it difficult for Letta to even control her own breath, as Marco didn't allow her to move even a bit. Letta still tried to release her tightly bound wrists, but it seemed that would only make her wrists even more injured. Letta couldn't do anything anymore; it seemed her fate was indeed going to be written by Marco.

His eyes widened in psychotic amusement, he grinned like a maniac. Filled with rage, I spat on his face. He grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the room to the dungeon. He tossed me in and locked me up. “You should have stayed a good girl. If you did you'd never had seen this side of me.” “You monster!!.” I cried and screamed in frustration, banging on the bars of the dungeon. I had made up my mind, I was going to leave Simon. Clearing things up didn't go as planned, I lost my chance. I should have run away with Derrick. Even if he doesn't love me, I should have stuck with him still. Going home was humiliating, father sent me on exile in Lycester. But staying with Simon was worse.

The next evening, came another text which said: You are driving me mad, and you don’t even care. Simone would have loved to reply with a simple Absolutely fuc*king same but she refrained from doing so, not quite sure if she was going to say yes to his proposal just yet. She wanted to – heavens only knew how much she wanted to – but then her life might never be the same again. Dare she go for something so forbidden, so taboo? No matter if the connection might very well be the most real thing she ever felt, the fear was there. The third text, on the third evening, was more possessive: I cannot see you with another man. Waiting for the day you will be irrevocably mine.

“Yes… that’s it, Nyla. Let go. Let me show you how mine you are.” Every flick of his tongue, every teasing suck, every press of his mouth against me sent jolts through my body. I felt myself slipping into a haze of sensation, my mind spinning with both pleasure and the sharp awareness of him—my husband, my Alpha, the man I had been forced to marry yet couldn’t resist.

"Eli is like the best guy ever, and you're not the right person for him. So just leave. Okay? Move out of my apartment and get out of his life, quick as you can." I take in a deep breath. "He knows everything now, and we are going to date." She scoffs. "Really? All of a sudden? Did your mysterious ex suddenly quit existing?" Not wanting to engage her anymore, I head for my room. "I'll stay at Simon's tonight." But she isn't done with me yet. She reaches out and grabs my arm, her fingernails digging into my flesh. "Don't you dare get into anything with him just because your conscience finally caught up and you feel guilty."

she said, pulling out an hourglass and flipping it over. I watched as the sand began to fall, each grain marking the time Simeon had left to fix this mess. My head throbbed, my anger boiled, but above all, I felt the weight of a truth I couldn’t escape— I was trapped in this nightmare because of him.

“Not even Jace Harrington. I mean… I might like him a little, but it’s nothing serious. He doesn’t see me like that anyway. And no sex until marriage. That’s non-negotiable.” “Well, good for you. Stick to your principles. But as for me,” she grinned, smacking her butt, “I’m going to be riding good dicks until I’m old and wrinkly.” With that, she sauntered out, laughing. I sat frozen, clutching my phone like it had betrayed me. My heart thudded too fast, half nerves, half irritation. An ice cream date with Simon? Of all the things I’d planned today, that wasn’t one of them.

Astrid strolled in like she owned the place. "You requested to see me? Alpha Maverick" She bowed in respect. "You.." Maverick turned to her. "Rejected me" he gritted. "I told you, I have someone I am in love with. I don't care about the mate bond anymore. When I was a teenager, I used to dream about having a mate, I waited all these years and lost hope. Now I have Simon, everything a mate would do for me, Simon would. And soon, he will mark me, I will fully be hi-"

As I wrap up my work, I shut down my computer and move over to Simon's desk to speak with him. "So why do you tell that man that you and I are dating? I honestly don't like how you become possessive of me. I barely know you," I state. Simon smiles, pauses what he is doing, and says, "If I don't do so, that man is ready to eat you up with the way he is looking at you hungrily." "Hahaha!" I laugh, as Simon is somehow funny. I cannot believe that he has a failed relationship despite being so nice.