Wincest Fanfic Novels & Stories

His uncle was the first cousin of her father and that makes her and Winnie as second cousins. Winnie Lou was now a famous actress. Though she was well-known, Jacyn didn't know her still. Why? Because she didn't bother herself with show business. She also didn't care how this cruel world works. She got her 'Marco' and that's all that matters. After her parents died, Jacyn and her nanny lived a normal life, away with all the riches that her previous life would offer. When she transferred to Marco's school, he was one of those students who treated her as a normal teenager. Although she already looked beautiful, she was a loner and introvert back then. Marco was very popular in their school. He

She was chanting viciously and the dark smoke from the pot was going right into his nostrils. "No." I shouted and ran in, an unknown wind swept me off the floor and stucked me right on the wall. My back snapped and I grunted out in pain. I tried to use my powers against her force but mom was holding it strongly. "You can't let this happen. You can't…" I shouted at Wendy. "Have you lost your mind?What the hell are you doing here?." She yelled back at me. "Wendy, Stefan can never be yours. He's got a mate whose bond is greater than you can ever imagine and you want to…"

Aleksander tried to step in, but she cut him off. “No honey, let me say this. With the way she is all over you, even in the kitchen, she clearly has no shame. She needs to understand that when this is over, she walks away with nothing outside the contract. Girls like her only stick around to win your heart so you feel bad and give them more money.” Aleksander clenched his jaw. “It is enough. It is late. Let her go to bed.” But the damage was done. I looked at him, hoping he would say something. But he looked exhausted.

“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.”

My fists clenched at my sides, my knuckles turning white with the sheer force of my grip. Arrangement? So are they truly engaged because of some archaic pact? Was Lyra, my Lyra, simply given away as part of some deal I knew nothing about? The thought was a searing brand across my soul, and it made the air feel suddenly thin and suffocating. Angela—the woman I believe is my Lyra—was about to say something, her mouth opening, when a sharp, blinding pain exploded at the back of my head. Oh shit, not again.

But I’d be betraying my brother. **** I was by her window again, enduring the excruciating sexual sounds coming from her room. Vince was brutalizing the girl I saw as fragile, delicate. A porcelain doll. I waited nearly an hour before they finished. When things finally quieted, I peeked through the curtain. Vince was buttoning up his shirt. Jessie clung to him like a little girl to her doting father. Disgust twisted in my gut. “Why do you have to go?” she asked, arms around him.

Her makeup was ruined from the fight, and angry red marks covered parts of her skin where I had hit her. “Winston…” she said shakily. “Are you actually this pathetic?” Her voice rose. “What about us?!” Winston looked irritated immediately. “Vanessa,” he said firmly, “you know there was never an us.” She scoffed loudly, almost laughing from frustration. “All this?” she snapped angrily. “All this over some stupid recommendation service?” She pointed at me furiously. “I told you I can do it too and I will! Just give me some time!”

Then he took a deep breath and tried again, patient, coaxing through the closed door: "Wren, I locked Vivienne in the dungeon. Silver cuffs for three months, wolfsbane infusion every day. After that I handed her over to the Alpha Council — she's in formal custody now. Her wolf has been permanently destroyed. She'll never recover." "I've avenged you, Wren. I've already avenged you. Can we… start over?" I opened the door. Cain's face lit up with hope. He stepped forward. "Wren, you forgive—" Felix frowned, uneasy. "Wren, don't let this piece of—" I bent down, picked up the bucket of muddy water kept by the door for the herb garden, and hurled it over Cain's head. Mud and water crashed over him

Janet knew all too well how attractive Wynn could be. Over the years, she had seen countless men fall for her, completely infatuated. Even her own high school crush had only dated her to get closer to Wynn. But the thing was, Wynn truly was excellent—she had real charm. To have the man she loved taken away by someone so outstanding, and to be powerless to take him back, especially with everything between Lilian and Isabelle on top of it, Celeste's pain must have been unimaginable.

His soft lips graze my knuckles and I jolt. Damn. Do all of his friends have the same sexual allure about them? He withdraws slowly, but not before his hot tongue flicks over a knuckle. I can't help it. I giggle like some idiot on her heat period, and from the way Mr. Winchester's finger dig into my waist, he is far from pleased about my new found like for Dane. He should. I think I have a crush.