In the land of Paolark, where justice was a luxury that only the wealthy could afford, Selene made her living as a bounty hunter. She was known for her ruthless methods and her ability to track down even the most elusive fugitives. Her reputation preceded her, and she was feared and respected in equal measure.Selene had always been a woman of uncommon determination and focus, and her single-minded pursuit of her goals had led her to some of the most dangerous corners of Paolark. But now, she had set her sights on a new target - the Prince Kairlan, the Heir to the throne.Kairlan was a man of mystery and intrigue, with a reputation that bordered on myth. Selene had heard whispers that he possessed powers beyond those of mortal men, and she was determined to find out the truth. She spent weeks gathering information about his movements and habits, studying his every move until she felt she knew him inside out.But as Selene closed in on her prey, something unexpected happened. She found herself drawn to Kairlan in a way she couldn't explain. It was as if there was something about him that called to her on a primal level, something that went beyond mere curiosity or greed.Selene tried to ignore these feelings, reminding herself that Kairlan was just another target, another bounty to be collected. But as she watched him from afar, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of longing and desire. It was as if Kairlan held the key to some deep-seated need within her, a need that she had never fully understood.As Selene continued to stalk Kairlan through the streets of Paolark, she found herself growing more and more conflicted. She knew that capturing him would mean putting an end to his life, but she couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Kairlan than met the eye. She began to wonder if there might be another way - if perhaps she could find a way to save him instead of killing him.
"it hurts like hell to be torn apartand it hurts like hell to be thrown around"
What happens when a beautiful reader watches Adventure time during a hurricane. Crazy things are bound to happen. Along with some smexy times if you're lucky~.😉
Ever feel sad, uninspired, or you are just bored? Stop by and read and I'll promise that it'll make your day. C:My escape from reality.Start: April 17th, 2015꒰´ ु-௰ू-॰`꒱⋆。˚✩ɢ∞פ ɴⅈɢhт ༘*ೄ˚
''What do you see? He asked softly lightly caressing her chin, his touch was soft and hypnotising, a hint of remorse played on his features but with him she have learnt not to be too sure. He squatted before her his eyes blazing into hers. ''My master.'' She replied quickly droping her eyes back to the ground and her hands behind ther back in absolute submission, she trembled slightly with the feel of each warm touch his fingers made on her skin. She tried to fight away the unwanted heat pooling between her thighs and increasing with each featherlight travelling touch he made down the side of her breast to her flat stomach his big palms rested gently there in a circling motion. she watched under her eye as he traced his thumb lightly over her dark public hair. His eyes focused on her brownish pink nipples evoking pleasurable feeling and as if commanded they tightened in erection, cupping her breast till it filled perfectly in his big palm, he squeezed it like a kneader..
This is a story of my friends, they are also in my math class. They don't really like eachother this way, but I thought it would be fun to ship them together :3 Enjoy!Gay fluff, some spicy stuffs gonna happen too. I'll warn you at the beginning of each episode if there's anything triggering. :)the best ranked for each tag listed here:#1 on mathclass#18 on same#9 donthate#23 gayfluff#211 on sorry#113 on sammy
This work contains all the stories on Wattpad that I personally find amazing. Please keep in mind that the stories that made it in here are all good even with a low amount of stars.
Хенджин и Феликс дружили с пеленок. Феликсу было 5 лет, а Хенджину 7 лет.
The Lost Clan Prophecy is a fan fiction series of right now, two books based of the series Warriors by Erin Hunter