Will Solace Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I was Sunesis Valez, the quiet, clumsy assistant who wore big, baggy sweaters, hid behind her hair, and looked down at the floor so people would ignore her. But under these bright lights, behind this silver mask, I was Sable. People in the VIP section began to whisper. I looked through the small holes of my mask and immediately saw a face I knew very well. It was Blake Ashford. My boss at the office. He sat back on the leather couch, slowly spinning a glass with an amber drink. He looked just as proud and cold as he did at work, surrounded by beautiful women he did not even look at. A familiar pain pinched my chest. For two years, I had secretly loved him from afar. I spent my days watching

Lying there, we stared into each other's eyes, enjoying the silence. She smiled at me, and I smiled back. "I will marry you once everything is settled," I assured her. Solana nodded, still smiling at me. I reached for her face and gently caressed her cheeks. "I'm sorry my mom blames you for what happened to her," Solana held my hand. "I completely understand her. My mom did her wrong, and I know the wound my mom caused has left a scar on her heart and soul that can't be removed. I remind her of my mom, so I understand why she hates me," she said, giving me an assuring smile.

Her eyes filled with tears as she looked at the boy… now a man… who had been her only family. She smiled, a wobbly, broken thing. "Nope. You aren't dreaming, Cas." “Wh… what are you doing here?” “Well, I have a proposal tomorrow and decided to stop by before it,” Solana replied, chuckling tearfully. “Do you have any idea—” his voice broke. “It’s been eight fucking years.” Then lunged forward, closing the distance in two strides. He wrapped his arms around her, lifting her off her feet as he buried his face in her shoulder.

“Why am I here? What do you want from me? I was with someone in the bar. Is he here too? Are you holding him too? I’m losing circulation in my hands.” Heloise had all she could do to refrain from giggling with delight over her former lover’s distress. It gave her intense satisfaction to see him suffer, even if it wasn’t the type of suffering she felt he should be experiencing. It was at least suffering and a prelude to the emotional turmoil that awaited him and his mousy little lover girl. It was bad enough to discover that he’d been bonded to the next ruler of shadow land without learning that he was happily in love with her. It was just too unfair.

She's a bold one and wasn't planning to shrink in confidence over this new goal. She will make him her man. *Author note* Hello, beautiful people. Thanks for giving this story a try and hope you will join my discord server, so we can interact and perhaps you could share your opinion on the story so far. Also a community to make friends. Server Link: https://discord.gg/Q7tY3F8

A short hiss escaped me as I carelessly let my phone drop to the bed and began to take out my accessories. “Your Mom?!” Callum asked. I rolled my eyes to the back of my head as I turned to him. “Ofcourse, who else?” I mumbled. MEANWHILE TWILIGHT ZONE. CORA “If she won’t come back then I’ll go there!” Alex muttered. I slowly looked up at him and shook my head. “That’s plainly self-sabotaging! Why the hell would you want to go to Willow Brooke?!” “Is it because you have that fragile boy lunar gland that’s why you have become senseless!” I snorted, his nose flared immediately and he got up to his feet with a small growl.

Sloane's POV His chest heaved upwards and took a lot of time heaving downwards. Tonight, I wasn't Sloane,the naive girl who wrote a letter to her crush. I was Sloane, the contract wife of Lucien. His cock stood erect between his thighs,the veins pulsed quickly with each breath he took and one thought sat languidly in my mind. This is all mine. I moved slowly down the bed,to his foot, wrapping my hands around his ankles. “Tell me.” I whispered, taking one big toe into my warm mouth.

There was a flicker of something in her—resolve, I thought—but all she managed was a soundless gape. I almost wanted to laugh. So sure she had the answers. So ready to walk away from the fire... until it burned close enough to blister. “We don’t love each other,” I said, trying to kill the idea for good. Only we said it at the same time. The silence that followed was thick. Then we started talking over each other again—like some tragic comedy: “Damon should marry his fiancée, Miss Rosio.” “Sadie already hates me after what happened last night.” I saw her blinking when I said this.

By the time anyone figured out the truth, the damage would already be done. She leaned back, sipping wine, the screen's glow reflecting in her eyes. > “You wanted to play with fire, Serena? Let’s see how you handle the burn.” --- Damien’s Penthouse – Next Morning Neither of them had slept. Serena sat at the edge of the couch, blanket around her shoulders, scrolling in silence. Damien stood by the window, sleeves rolled up, shirt rumpled, his jaw clenched as he read headline after headline. > “FAKE LOVE: Serena Vale’s Rise Built on Lies”

" She faces Sol waiting for his reaction. She cannot read his face. It is a mixture of disbelief and scared and maybe he is thinking she has gone crazy. But in reality, Sol's mind is raging. He hopes Luna can't see it. He doesn't want to scare her. "Are you okay?" Luna asks. "You know what, you don't have to believe me." she brushed off and motioned him to come in. Maybe it's true. And if it is, then Luna is not safe. Sol's mind cleared up and he charged towards her. She noticed the sudden change of Sol's expression and got a little scared. Sol grabbed her arm and led her inside the room then closed the door. He looked around and when he confirmed no one was inside, he placed Luna on top of