Ralph Fiennes storie
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Drarry ~ Un amore a cinque stelle  by crissslav
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Attenzione: Questa fan fiction è interamente (a parte qualche scena) ripresa dal film Un amore a cinque stelle con Jennifer Lopez e Ralph Fiennes. Tutti i diritti vanno a chi ha ideato e realizzato questa storia. Buona lettura a tutte/i!❤️ 2020.
The English Enchantment (Ralph Fiennes) by MadsMikkelsen
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Amber Ginnifer Smith spent her mornings doing paperwork for Wisconsin's favourite asshole, Paul Whitman. While her afternoons consisted of perfecting pages of her undiscovered novel, her life had always been somewhat uneventful. This had always been the case for Amber, and would surly stay as such... Or so she thought. Life had been as mundane as usual, until a random mistake turned into something far greater. (A Ralph Fiennes story)
Wicked Hearts Desire by SamanthaWilde
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If there's one thing you don't want to do, it's for the first words a man hears you say to be "Gosh, I would like to paint him naked" Unfortunately, that's exactly what happens when Alana Delacroix meets Ralph Fiennes, the famous British actor. Forget the fact that he's a player. Ignore the fact that she's engaged. When these two meet, sparks fly, and who is to say what will happen once the charming Actor sets his mind on winning over the feisty red-headed French Heiress? Read and find out.
Infatuation (Ralph Fiennes One-Shot) by SamanthaWilde
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Ralph Fiennes One-Shot “Katie….” He groaned into my mouth, pulling away fractionally, our lower bodies still pressed together but our lips separated a few precious inches “Tell me to stop. Tell me to get my hands off you and to get the hell out of this room, or I swear I won’t be able to do so” “I don’t want you to” I whispered, leaning in to kiss the tender spot just underneath his jaw, his beard tickling my cheek. “You should, Katie. You’re drunk…..and one of Josephs little friends” he gritted, a muscle in his jaw ticking when I pressed every curve of my body against the entire length of his. The night air was chilly and I felt goosebumps erupt over my body as I tried to snuggle in closer to him, enjoying his bodily warmth. “Stop calling me Katie” I chided, tongue teasingly darting out to nick his earlobe, causing him to hiss “I stopped being ‘little’ a long time ago…..”