Novels by Mirela

TIMMY"I don't care if you slept or fucked, Timmy," Midnight grumbled, his voice laden with disdain, but also with the authority of one who commands everything around him. "You're a member of my gang, and when I call you, you come."The words echoed in the air, and I felt the weight on my shoulders. There was no choice here, no room for questioning. He might be a son of a bitch, but he was always clear about his power, and he liked to make it obvious. I took a deep breath, trying to control my anger."What happened?" I asked, not wanting to waste time on the discussion.It was then that Gutemberg answered, and the way he spoke sent a shiver through me. He had a deeper tone than usual, his voice carrying something deeper, almost a sense of unease."Someone broke into one of the sheds yesterday... and stole all the drugs," he said, the tension in his voice undisguised. I could see the concern in Gutemberg's eyes, although he was trying to hide it.The answer didn't surprise me, but ange

TIMMYI woke up feeling strange, but good. The house was silent, except for a sound that made me frown. It was a sucking noise, slow and rhythmic, coming from the direction of my feet. A moan escaped my mouth before I could stop it, and my eyes snapped open.My vision was blurry at first, but when it cleared, I was still. Davina was there, between my legs, her messy hair falling over her face as she slid her soft lips down my hard cock. I couldn't hold back a moan when her hands grabbed my balls and squeezed, I threw my head back and relaxed my hands at my sides. I didn't know if it was right to receive oral from a girl who had just lost her father, but I wasn't going to complain or interrupt.I didn't even know if it was a dream or reality, but the heat that took over my body made me feel like I was burning up. Little sparks seemed to run through my skin, turning every muscle into jelly.“Baby, like this. That's my good girl... “ I murmured, my voice hoarse and laden with desire.Dav

DAVINAThe yellowish lights illuminated the room with a welcoming warmth, but the mood between us was anything but light. Aaron leaned against the table with an unpretentious expression as he spoke."That's how I met KJ," he said, turning the mug of tea in his hands. His tone was casual, but charged with something deeper. "I found out that I had been adopted illegally. My parents bought me from KJ."There was a suffocating silence. The sound of the clock hand on the wall seemed to amplify, marking every second of tension in the air.Aaron shrugged, as if he were commenting on something trivial."My biological mother is probably a drug addict or someone very poor. That's how human trafficking works, isn't it?"I leaned against the counter with a cup of tea in my hands, letting out a low sigh. I was sitting on the stool closest to the window. Gutemberg, on the other hand, was quieter than usual, his eyes fixed on the table, while Timmy crossed his arms and frowned. He had made tea for a

DAVINADAVINA"KJ acted on his own."Something in Gutemberg's eyes didn't match his words, as if he wasn't completely sure of what he was saying. Before I could press him further, Aaron let out a scream."Oh, shit!" he exclaimed, waving his hand in the air.He'd clearly burnt himself on the hot chicken. I raised an eyebrow, while Timmy grumbled."Idiot."Aaron ignored the comment and blew out his fingers, picking up a piece of chicken more carefully this time. The scene distracted me for a second, but I soon turned my attention to Gutemberg."And you?"Gutemberg turned to Timmy, narrowing his eyes."What do you know about my father?"Timmy stared at him, the two of them measuring their strength in silence. Of course they had to turn everything into a contest of egos. I couldn't resist: I got up, walked over to the bowl of chicken and grabbed a thigh. I walked over to the fridge, opened it and took out the ketchup. Without ceremony, I spread some on the chicken and took a bite."Urgh,

DAVINAMom's room was darker than I remembered, even with the lamp on. I helped her lie down on the bed, which somehow seemed even bigger and emptier that night. Just a few hours ago, we were in the cemetery, and now my mother seemed even more out of it than when Pryia left. Her eyes were dull, lost somewhere I couldn't follow.As I pulled the blanket up to her shoulders, I felt a crushing weight. I was sure my mother was blaming herself for putting my father out instead of helping him, for not being able to save the family from falling apart. But the truth is that she did her best. My father's addiction to gambling was something only he could overcome.Whether he wanted to or not, he had left a part of the family damaged. Pryia ran away without even saying goodbye, looking for a better life, a life that didn't include us. And now he was dead. Too much tragedy for one person to carry. I felt sorry for my mother. I didn't know how she was still standing.I wondered if sleeping in that

DAVINAMy body froze in place, my feet pressing against the dirty earth of the cemetery. Luckily, my shoes were closed at the top, so I didn't have to worry about carrying the sand back home. Not that it mattered.“That bastard!”He was responsible for all of this. For my father's death, for the destruction of my family, for the black hole that was now swallowing up everything around me.KJ was standing there, as if he were a guest, an innocent bystander. But his eyes... They stared back at me, defiant, knowing exactly what I was thinking.My breathing became heavier, and a heat took hold of me, burning away the emptiness I'd felt until now.“Davina” Timmy called my name, his voice low and urgent beside me, as if he could sense that something was wrong.But I couldn't look away.I wanted to scream, I wanted to tear him away and make him pay for every tear my mother shed, for every sleepless night my father endured, for the fear he must have felt before he was killed and, finally, for

( A CHANCE FOR LOVE) AURORA My feet are like stones as I climb the stairs. " How are you my dear?" I raise an eyebrow at him, pausing on the bottom step. " Come. I laced my fingers through his, pulling him into my room. " Do not make noise. " I point to the door of Arthur's room and make si

( A CHANCE FOR LOVE) César I always lose track of time when I'm with her, but this time, it's different,I am willing to make this moment something unique and special. "Look at me, Aurora." I ask, careful not to startle her as I try to bring her onto my lap.

(A CHANCE FOR LOVE)AURORAArthur and I spent the night at the hospital, so he could be monitored more closely. Cesar went home after much protest from me as soon as I found out that he hadn't slept for over thirty hours. Amelia and Henrico also returned to the farm with the promise of returning the next day, but Anna was adamant about spending the night with me.Neither of us really slept."You need to rest, Anna.

( A CHANCE FOR LOVE)AURORAI couldn't stay in the room while they revived my boy.I'm lying on a bed like Artur's, but in a separate room and with two nurses having to hold my legs and arms for a third to medicate me. My throat is sore, but that doesn't stop me from screaming my son's name, even though my body is getting heavy and I can't keep my eyes open anymore.ARTHU

( A CHANCE FOR LOVE)CÉSARI lie in my bed with Aurora's image in my head, her feline, dogged gaze stealing my breath until I finally fall asleep and wake up several times during the night. When I arrive at the office, my eyes are heavy and tired. With lack of proper rest, but when define rambles on about my patients and reveals that Cassie got better overnight, run to the little girl's room and sleep passes.I love my work.I fucking love it!

(A CHANCE FOR LOVE)AURORA"I... h-hmmm." I pull the phone away from my ear enough to read the name on the display and figure out who I'm talking to, then I bite the inside of my cheek. This can only be a joke." It was Arthuzinho who called."I defend myself and I hear your laugh, cocky to the fund."Clear.""I'm serious!"A break, and then I look into the cat eyes of my offsprin

NELLY 5 years later... I don't think I'm an eclectic music person, I mean I can tolerate some styles of music, but hard rock is definitely not one of them. Well, well, maybe I'm just irritated that I woke up and didn't find David in bed. So where is he? The sound of the music tells me he's close, but how close? My legs and feet are hurting, but nothing compares to the constant throbbing in my back, and I need the message he promised. Not to mention the discomfort between my legs, but that part is good. Last night was crazy. I leave the room and go down the hallway in silence, taking the opportunity to stop by the five-year-old twins' room, they both hate following rules and follow their father everywhere. They are a faithful copy of my husband, despite having different personalities. Luca and Xavier are complete matches, which I'm grateful for, because they are extremely similar physically. At first, I had some difficulty identifying who was who. To be honest, my husband was the

DAVIDWe stayed at the party for an hour, chatting a little with most of the guests, unfortunately, I lost Nelly for a long twenty minutes to Cassandra. The two women were having an excited conversation about motherhood and I didn't want to interrupt, however, when Eduardo appeared with a bouquet of orchids for my wife, I had to intervene.He gave me a single look and snorted.Bastard.Apparently, Alice went into labor the night before and couldn't come to the party. Nelly hugged the idiot and cried a little in her arms, promising that she would soon visit her goddaughter and friend.I pulled my wife back and kept my arm around her waist until it was time to get into the car, which happened right after our dance.She complained about needing to throw the bouquet, and I threw it towards Kiara.Nelly laughed when my friend cursed me.I shrugged and moved on. She will overcome.It takes me thirty minutes to get to the house and the beach, and I watch it with silence and expectation.I fo

DAVID347.Three hundred and forty-seven people are on my mother's wedding list, but that's the list she created months ago, when even I didn't know where my romance with Nelly was going.This is Hordellis Bragança, the party itself.Anyway, I left the organization of the ceremony to her and Nelly, focusing on the honeymoon. My girl will be almost nine months into our marriage in two days, and I have to think about a possible fluke, like two babies arriving in the middle of the honeymoon. Therefore, I bought a beach house a few meters from the hospital and had it renovated according to its parameters of a perfect house.She wanted to wait to perform the ceremony after the lights went out, but I was so eager to call her my wife that I couldn't wait. After all, what's the point of all the money if I can't plan a wedding in two weeks?Well, I'm starting to think this was a bad idea. My mother kidnapped Nelly and said I would only see her again on her wedding day.''Please? '' I beg for w

NELLYI open my eyes with a sweet smile on my face, David caresses my belly in a delicate, affectionate and a little possessive way as if he was afraid of hurting me or something, but I realized seconds ago that no, he was contemplating, so mesmerized with the kicking show that our children were putting on that he didn't notice that I was watching him. I never thought I would witness this scene after everything we've experienced, but hearing my babies' father singing a lullaby was the best feeling I've ever felt.The throbbing between my legs also increased at the sexy sight, part of me wanted to reveal that I was awake and request that massage he suggested a few times last night, but I also didn't want to ruin the moment, so I rested my head. I went back on the pillow and continued pretending I was sleeping until I couldn't take it anymore. David began to sing a song about a street, a forest, shining stones, and an angel.My eyes filled with tears.Those damn hormones.'' Do you beli

DAVIDWhen I left home this morning, I made it my mission to make our first night together after all this time special. Nelly always wanted to know a little more about my dark side and my perverse fantasies, but I was always afraid and controlled myself with her, but with all the events we've experienced I realized that my girl won't judge me or run away.We both need this.The club is operating normally upstairs, but downstairs I reserved it for just the two of us. Nelly never fully experienced my dominating side, she never knew how she is at my command and mercy, but today that will change. I crave her touch and taste more than air, I need to thrust into her without mercy to satisfy the beast inside me and, if I were any other man, I would treat her with affection and softness at this point in her pregnancy, but I don't. I am. We've been apart so long that I can't, I just can't make soft love. I think that's why I allowed him to sleep last night and didn't try anything even though I

NELLY'' How can you be sure?''He gives me a cocky look and raises his left eyebrow.'' Because I locked it.''I keep my mouth open, looking between him and the door, thinking about when this happened until I remember to close my eyes for a few minutes and black out.'' All good? '' he asks, probably noticing my insecure expression. I lay back on the bed and feel him move. Within a second, David is standing next to me, forcing my face up, so I can look at him.'' Yes, I.. '' I close my eyes and count to five. '' I don't know if we should have sex.He frowns.'' You do not want?''I bite my lip and sigh, remembering that I need to talk to him about Kaciana and ask him to stop looking for her.'' It's not that, I just want you to take it easy.''The corners of his mouth turn up, and he starts twirling a strand of my hair around his ring finger.'' Baby, we're not going to have sex.''I grimace.'' No?''His smile widens.'' You seem disappointed.''I cough, trying to sit up, but carryi