Vi And Caitlyn Fanfic Novels & Stories

If she were eighteen I'd have said fuck it and just do what I want father or no father, that's how potent she was. I was willing to risk his wrath just to be with her right this second. But she's seventeen, and though she'd grown in the four years I've known her, she's still considered too young, especially to Colton Lyon. Our time apart hadn't been spent with lustful thoughts running rampant in my brain. She was just the girl I loved in a way that I always knew I could never love anyone else. My Caitie! The girl I'd weaved all my dreams around.

Vi watched her, eyes locked on Caitlyn's face, her own pleasure mounting as Caitlyn's fingers mirrored her actions, exploring and urging her on. It was raw, unfiltered, a release of everything they'd held back. Caitlyn climaxed first, her body trembling as she cried out, pulling Vi over the edge with her. They collapsed together, entangled and breathless, hearts pounding in sync. Vi pressed a tender kiss to Caitlyn's lips, their bodies still humming with aftershocks.

“I'm Gina, Arnold. The true Gina Arnold, and the scarlet witch of the Mirror Moon Pack.” Cain sat up straight. His expression still showed how confused he was. “I know just how confused you are. But then, I was mad at you. I was the scarlet witch destined for you, and yet, you took my sister as your mate Instead of me. I felt sad and hated you whenever I saw you with her.” I stated, as tears ran down my cheeks. “I can't believe this. I can't believe any of what you're saying. Please tell me all of this is a dream.”

"And no, it didn't." "Women," Vincent sighed, shaking his head. "Katherine is the same way. I never know what she wants." I took a deep drag of the cigarette, letting the smoke fill my lungs. "At least yours hasn't filed to sever your mate bond." Vincent winced in sympathy. "There's still time." I glanced back toward Vivian, who was now laughing with her friends as the sunrise painted the sky in brilliant hues of gold and pink. Even in rejection, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

"I told you, I always return the favor." Thamnithi’s skilled fingers ghosted over Kajarin’s slick, swollen folds, parting her petals to trace her glistening center. He coaxed out a breathless whine as he expertly stroked her wet heat. He saw her try to squirm away from the overwhelming sensation, but Thamnithi gently, yet firmly, pulled her hips right back against him.

Logan Reynolds The last few days have been shitty. I wake up too early, go to bed too late, and somewhere in between, I spend hours convincing myself that I don’t care. That I can keep my distance from Vi. That I can forget what I know. It’s not working. Ever since I found out she’s Shortstuff002, my head’s been a fucking mess. That book—the one that’s had me hooked, that’s kept me up at night, that made me feel something for the first time in years—was written by her.

Violet began to synthesize the words that Marys spoke and she looked at Marys and Aiyana who nodded like they understood what her facial expressions meant. “The bond you speak of. It is the bond between Scarlet and I, isn’t it?” They nodded in agreement. “And this room, it belongs to her, isn’t it?” She added and they nodded again. Her shoulders dropped and she looked at the door once again.

“I don’t think it’s that far-fetched. Plenty of women like women. Love denied can easily twist into hate.” Caitlin gave her a sly look. “So if it were you… could you fall for me?” Zinnia’s cheeks went pink. “Maybe. But for the record, I like men.” The tension eased, and Caitlin chuckled. “Alright, enough of that. Tyler, dig into Liliana’s personal life. If she’s dated women, we’ll know if your theory holds water.” “Got it,” Tyler agreed. “Meanwhile, we’ll need a third approach,” Caitlin said. Her spirits had lifted, no longer as heavy as before.

Give us the data we need. Caitlin took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and tried to do as Zen had instructed. It was difficult to overcome the horror of Raven’s violent death, the loss of the all-important baby. She blocked out the sounds of the malicious laughter, the sexual threats and innuendoes. Walter was standing over her, one hand twisted in her thick mane of hair, the other hand deliberately digging into the bloody wounds in her arm. She pushed aside the pain of her injuries, the throbbing in her face and opened her eyes.

I looked at Zac, and then at Annie. "Let's do it," I replied. Together, we fired our Uzis at every vampire in the room. "I want Star and the boy alive! Kill the blonde!" Drake yelled over the gunfire suddenly exploding within the room. Within a second, the vamps rushed us, and we took them all down. Zac ripped the heads off some, then shot another, placing the pistol right between the guy's eyes. Annie's karate and jujitsu moves were unsurpassed as she moved with lightning speed, ripping apart the vamps in her wake. As for me, I ripped apart every vamp in my way, blowing the heads off any who got in my way as I made my way purposefully across the room, my eyes never leaving Drake.