Carla And Lisa Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Remember who the fucking Alpha is here!" Reinhardt roared as he rose to his feet, every muscle tightening. His scarlet eyes flared, reflecting across the room as his fangs pushed through his gums. "I am your elder brother. And remember the goal," he growled, dangerous and trembling with fury. Bertolt turned, his own eyes now glowing yellow. He stepped forward, fearless. "Hmmn. A selfish, ego‑driven bastard who will use anyone, sacrifice anyone, to achieve that goal? That’s who you want me to remember?" he snarled. "If you won’t kill Lisa, I will. Or is that the problem? Are you in love? Or just using her too?" Reinhardt snapped. His fist slammed into Bertolt with a thunder

Lisa Williams has been in love with her best friend Stephan Biscotti since college, but never had the courage to tell him. After one drunken night that Lisa can barely remember leaves her with an illegitimate child, she is forced to make a decision that can affect three lives. Now rumors are spreading that Stephan is getting married, Heartbroken, Lisa moves on and starts dating Ricky, she hopes to finally find some type of happiness even if it's not what she truly wants, but When Stephan finds a BDSM profile on her computer it seems fate has had other plans.

“Carry out the execution." These are the last words Annalisa hears as she's betrayed by those she once called family, falsely accused of a murder she didn't commit, and sentenced to death. At the precipice of her execution, Annalisa makes a desperate plea for justice. In that moment, something—or someone—listens. Annalisa awakens months in the past, before her life falls into ruin, with all her memories intact. Armed with knowledge of the future and a burning desire for vengeance, she vows to rewrite her destiny and make her enemies pay. Can she?

🔥 "She Made the Playboy Fall to His Knees..." 🔥 "Don’t hurt Daddy’s hands," he growled, lips brushing her ear, breath hot on her skin. "Daddy needs those hands to pin you down... right there on that bed." "And when I do... you’ll cream so hard for me." Monalisa’s knees buckled. She grabbed his arm to stay upright. He chuckled. "That’s more like it." 💋 Jayden James Bruno, the billionaire every woman dreams of… Cold. Ruthless. Addicted to control. He doesn’t do love. He does bodies. Until Monalisa walked in. Now, he wants only one thing... To have her legs wrapped around his waist… and her heart in his hands. But Monalisa isn’t the type to fall. She’s the one who makes

His voice dropped lower. “You saw the news, didn’t you? The little warning on the LED TV?” Her eyes flickered. “…Yes, sir.” “Then why didn’t you turn back?” Her mouth opened, but no words came out. “And you saw they’ve never shown my face on the news.” He tapped his temple, eyes glinting. “But now you’re staring right at me. You know exactly what I look like. You think I’ll let you walk away?” “No! Please!” Isabella’s voice cracked, tears falling. “I promise with my mother’s grave—I’ll never speak of this! Please, just spare me!” Alessandro smirked, lifting his gun. “People like you swear. People like you also betray. Let’s see…” Her whole body locked. “No, no, please—”

I had lived on a remote planet all my life, trained by masters with all the other trainees. Then early one morning the planet was attacked and team of soldiers came to our rescue. That day my whole life changed, who I thought I was . . . What I thought I would do . . . . Even who I am allowed marry. My life is now in danger, and to make matters worst the one person I'm falling for, can be killed for simply being interested in me. Also while on the run between planets, we stumble across a human trafficking ring. But I want the man I love and even if he is a soldier and follows orders, I will have him. Then there are the girls to rescue and the matter of the crown of Ziion. A/N Hey

“You’re drunk,” he said, smirking. “Yeah,” she admitted, then reached out and touched his shirt. “But I still want to have sex with you.” Vincenzo tilted his head slightly, like he was studying a new toy. "You were about to go after my bodyguard, huh?" he said. His fingers suddenly cupped her breast, slow and confident. “And yet, you look more like a virgin than a pervert.” That sobered her up a bit. “I—what?” Before she could say anything else, she blurted, “I want to have sex with you. I’m all yours tonight.” Vincenzo raised a brow, then smiled. “If that’s what you want.” He stood up, lifted her into his arms effortlessly, and carried her through a side door. Her ar

Autumn Simeons had loved Damian McLaren for as long as she could remember. From childhood to their teenage years, he was her safe place, the one person who made life feel lighter. But while Damian came from wealth and privilege, Autumn’s life was far simpler—and his heart seemed to belong to someone else. She kept her feelings hidden, choosing to be the best friend he could rely on. That fragile balance broke when Damian got a girlfriend who saw Autumn as a threat. Tension grew until, without warning, Damian cut her out of his life completely. One day they were inseparable; the next, he treated her like a stranger. Months later, fate intervened when Damian’s mother, worried about his s

⚠️ Warning: descriptive sexual acts, please refrain from reading this if you're below 18, forbidden love, sex. control, manipulation. He leaned in closer, his breath warm. "Is that what you call it when you wear that skirt?" he asked, his hand sliding down my back. "Or when you bend over, letting me see?" I struggled to find words to protest, but my body was reacting to him. "Please," I whispered. "We can't." He held me firmly, his gaze intense. "Can't or won't?" he asked. "I see it in your eyes, Emma. You want this." I tried to push him away, but he was too strong. "Mr. Hathaway, please," I begged, feeling confused by my own feelings. He leaned in closer, his breath hot. "

"She's mine. Of all the storage rooms in all the world, she has to walk up to mine. Even when she can't see me, she senses me. And every time she runs away from me, she ends up coming into my arms. She'll be punished. Then, she'll understand. Once a Lycan finds his mate, nothing in this world, nothing supernatural or human, will stop me from making her mine." My boyfriend isn’t human, not completely.
 He's a werewolf. To be more specific, he's a Lycan- the werewolf royalty. For over three hundred years, his family had one purpose in life. Find me, the only female born to be his. But there's only one problem. I'm a human being. The instinct of lust and desire bonds us together, but