Ust Fanfic Novels & Stories

Emily cut in. "Shut up" Vivian said and turned back to Isabella. "Its not my fault that I thought that night after the party would turn to something more. Anyways I ran into him at the bar and he said it was just a fling and he had no interest in starting anything serious. Anyways it doesn't matter. I really don't care. I'm just telling you because birds of a feather flock together, and you just gotta be careful. Because one minute you might be moving in with Samson and making all these big plans and decisions together, and he will just wake up one morning, and to hell with everything. You can't trust these Men nowadays "

Even so, the Russian thought it wise to let sleeping dogs lie and was doing her best to continue on as if nothing ever happened. “Come on, don’t cry,” Fiana coaxed. “I hate it when you cry.” She wiped her lover’s tears with her sleeve. “Awe honey. I know it’s been rough lately. I took longer than normal to get my act together and you don’t need to tell me what a bear I’ve been. I know how bad I was. It’s just... this... this one was extra tough. I mean writing about men and their fantasies. What the fuck do I know about that? What kind of an assignment was that anyway? Who the fuck cares about their fantasies? It was an ass kicker for me and I know I took it out on you. I know I did and... a

she winked in my mind. Dora did have a point, and deep inside I knew that Grant wasn’t a bad guy. I also knew that trusting him more than I already did was too risky. After everything, I couldn’t allow myself to take any risks. ~ * ~ Grant “My Angel says that you want to get into her panties? L.O.L! The way she’s smelling, it’s like she’s the one trying to get into your pants and release Stormy Junior. My Angel is wet and wild! And for fuck’s sake, she smells even better than in your dreams. I could use her delicious essence as some kind of perfume. I wouldn’t care if anyone calls me pussy, as long as I'm covered by her aroma!” Stormy barked in my mind, licking his muzzle in an awkward way.

I could only moan softly as he fucked me with his fingers, his thumb rubbing circles against my clit. Just when I was getting close, he pulled his hand away. I made a frustrated sound. Damian turned me around and bent me over the small table in the corner of the room. He pushed my skirt up around my waist and yanked my panties down. I heard the sound of his belt opening, then the blunt pressure of his cock against me. He thrust into me in one hard stroke. I bit my lip to keep from crying out. Damian fucked me with deep, powerful thrusts, one hand gripping my hip while the other came up to cover my mouth. The risk of someone walking by outside made every movement feel more intense, more dange

“Girl, legendary musicians have reacted to his covers saying he outdid them! And you’re calling him okay?” “Okay… I guess he is a great singer.” I muttered, trying to sound casual, though my heart was screaming. She flopped onto the bed, kicking her legs like a teenager in love. “I’m so crazy about him. But ugh, I hate how fast our fanbase is growing. More crazy fangirls to compete with.” I forced a weak laugh. “That’s why,” she continued dramatically, “I got obsessed with Mystery BL fanfics.” My brows furrowed.

I slapped her ass playfully. “You want me to play at being your girlfriend?” she whispered. The hand I had on her ass squeezed hard. “No, Darcie. I want you to act like my old lady.” *** “You’re crazy.” Fang laughed when I folded myself into the seat next to him. “There has to be easier ways of getting in her panties than tying yourself to the girl.” He took a sip from his glass, but his eyes never left Darcie’s narrow back as she leant across the bar. Her shoulders shook as she laughed at whatever the girl behind the bar was saying to her.

The entire place was overflowing with beauty and confidence and I was squirming in the pantry, trying to find an escape route. Whenever the door opened, my eyes would go to it and I would be disappointed to not see the face I had been hoping to see. After the sixth time that this happened, I kicked my foot at the door and then howled in pain. Maybe, Hayden had decided to not show up. From what Tisha and Freya along with the rest of the people who had spoken about him said, he wasn’t looking for a Luna. “He doesn’t want to waste his time, maybe?”

I slowly pulled the stake out of my chest and, with the last of my fleeting strength, launched it at Vanessa. "I failed you Vanessa, I'm so sorry," I said weakly as the stake went through her stomach. She turned around slowly, blood seeping between her fingers as she held her wound. I could feel the life draining from my own body. "So you aren't above stabbing your daughter in the back, huh? Unlike you, I refuse to die here." She said. "You will die tonight, Vanessa. I tried to shield you from the horrors of the world, but now you are one. I blame myself for that. I truly do love you Vanessa." I said weakly as tears flowed freely down my cheeks.

Cullen shared. Heart’s eyes widened as she remembered what happened to her and Dimitri three months ago. ‘Three months ago, I was also heartbroken when my boyfriend saved me from dying in Shibuya’s crossing. He went to comatosed because of me. I am here because of that incident. If that did not happen, my life would be just simple having my boyfriend with me. He only had one sex with me but many men touched and fucked me after that accident. Mr. Lee and I are sharing the same trauma. But he is just playing with girls. Fangirls my ass, what is that term? Business men don’t have fans, he is not even a celebrity. He is a normal businessman fuckboy.’ Heart thought and doubted Cullen's story abou

Kelly spread her legs wider and began to hump Julia's face. Over in the easy chair, the Stalker had his pants open and was busy with his hand wrapped round his surprisingly white cock. His eyes were glued to the action on the bed and he failed completely to notice the slight stirring of the corpse lying against the wall. Julia slipped her other hand between Kelly's legs and began stroking her index finger up and down the crack in her ass. The skin was slick with sweat and cunt juices, the stimulation of the finger made Kelly buck her hips more. Then Julia placed her finger against the pucker of Kelly's ass. "No!" Kelly yelped. "Not there." But Julia's tongue was making her receptive to thing