AUTHOR "That went well, yes?" Margaret said with smiles, as she secured the seat belt around her waist. She glanced up to find Bianca looking out of the window with a bright face. She can't remember the last time she saw her girlfriend smiling this way. "Yes, of course. It went smoother than I expected." Bianca replied, her eyes not leaving the window. "By now Luke's crazy fans will go crazier now and I can't wait to know what our infamous celebrity will do about this." "He's infamous and famous at the same time. Yikes!" Bianca muttered and shook her head. "And that's very sad," Margaret sighed. Margaret revved the car into motion and drove them out of the media premises. "So what are you going to do when your parents watch the news?" Margaret said, maneuvering the car to her left before turning the windscreen on. "Challenge them Meg," Bianca faced her friend with a very huge frown on her beautiful face. "I have come to realize that I don't have to do as they say after all
AUTHOR Margaret got up, flashed Bianca a smile before leaving her alone. Bianca shook her head when she saw her friend walk towards the bar. She bent her head back to her phone until the presence of someone else made her jump. She looked up to find a very dashing young man smiling at her. He looked elegant and seemed to be in his early twenties. He had a round shape of head, beautiful blue eyes and a pointed nose that made him look classic. He had his hair styled with gel, the edges of his hair curled on his scalp. With his green shirt on, his front was unbuttoned by two revealing a green tattoo on his chest. Bianca gulped at such a display of beauty but she quickly composed herself and met his eyes and frowned. "How may I help you?" "By letting me keep you company gorgeous," The man said, flashing a white set of teeth at her. He watched her blink her eyes and when she composed herself almost immediately. He was used to ladies gawking at him but this one, she seemed to not want t
AUTHOR The sky looked beautiful, birds chirped around the air, soft wind was blowing and Princess Serene's hair was getting thrown from one side to another. A huge frown crowned her face, her heart going haywire as thoughts of her brother, the only prince of the Silverpaw Gate crossed her mind. She could remember his face, he would forever remain imprinted in her heart and although she puts on a brave face, he was a very handsome young man that made all the maidens fall madly in love with him. Her stomach was knotted because of anxiety and worry. She's scared that something bad may have happened to her brother and if that could be the case then the whole city would be in deep trouble. Princess Serene folded her hands behind her back and kept walking with no destination in mind but she was not surprised when she found her legs leading her to the garden. It was a place where she sought solitude and had time to think well. There were so many flowers in the garden, there was a lily
PRECIOUS A bite on my soft pussy made me remember there was someone there. Damon bit the soft flesh close to my clitoris and I felt my pupils dilate. He flicked his tongue in and out in a slow motion and I grabbed the sheets to stop myself from cumming in his face. "I am going to cum now Damon!" I moaned loudly, my face raised up as I shut my eyes and felt myself squirt. I felt relieved instantly and I felt like a newly born baby. Damon's head was baptized all over with my cum and I resisted myself from laughing but I couldn't hold it back again when Richmond fell back on the bed laughing as though he was given a laughing gas to drink. I stopped laughing when Damon started to lick my juice off his skin and I felt so proud of myself. This Greek god was eating and drinking my cum. It was indeed something great. "You should better go clean up," I advised, looking at him with pity because I knew he was going to be spelling my cum if he didn't wash it off. "No, it doesn't matter. I
PRECIOUS After Duke and I separated, he and his brothers had turns with me before they finally made love to me together, to which we climaxed together. We laid back in bed exhausted and no one said a word and I smiled with the way my body was still reacting for more of their touch. I was still regaining my strength when I felt something dig into my neck and a groan escaped my mouth as pain washed over me. **** NATE I watched her lay unconscious after we took turns marking her. Blood was gushing out of her neck and I felt as though I was in her position because I was feeling her pain. Her face held a scared expression and my tummy knotted with guilt because she was in this condition because of me. If I wasn't this sick then there wouldn't have been any need for us to have marked her right now, although, we ought to have marked her during our first time making out but I don't know why we didn't. "She looks so pained," Duke's voice was laden with sadness as he watched our mate i
NATE "Of course not Alpha, it is every prayer of a doctor to see his patients get better." "Can you please take a look at our mate please? Look there, I think there's something forming in her neck." Duke shouted, pointing at our mate's neck and when I looked at her I saw what he was trying to show us. There was foaming on her neck, and her blood was mixed with a strange green foam. Even though I wasn't a doctor, I knew this was not normal. I glanced at the doctor, who was staring at Precious in confusion. "Doctor Ricardo, what's wrong with her?" I said, frowning at his confusion. He is the doctor here so if he's confused, what can we do? He rubbed a hand over his face and it was then that I noticed that there was a bead of sweat that was forming on his face. This made me realize that the situation was rather more serious than I imagined. "Why are you not answering his question doctor? Say something and stop frightening us!" Duke's voice boomed. Doctor Ricardo shuddered but coll
PRECIOUS "Duke, where are you?" I whispered, a yawn escaping my mouth as I stretched out my arms on the bed. As my body moved, I felt a surge of pain in my neck and I groaned and reached out to touch it. I felt something on my neck, cotton cloth like and my mind wandered off to what may have happened. I flew open my eyes and I blinked more than once before my eyes registered with the bright light in the room. I could smell my mates in the room including Alpha Rodriguez whose smell I had come to know as well. I lifted my legs out of the duvet which was covered over me and when I tried getting down the bed, my head felt woozy and I fell back on the bed before blanking out. ***** "Why is she still not waking up?" The sad voice of Duke stirred me up and I stilled, pretending to still be asleep, so as to catch a little of their conversation. "Isn't she supposed to have woken up by now?" He prompted. I could tell he was pissed off from the sound of his voice. "She should be but
PRECIOUS "She has golden eyes guys and I think this is her power starting to come to life." Tiger exclaimed and the room became suddenly quiet as the after effect of what he said hung in the air. Tiger grabbed my hands and stared at them for a long while before looking back at me with his smile still on his face - which was rather adding to my confusion . He brought my hands to his lips and placed a soft kiss on each time. I shuddered and blinked my eyes when my eyes met Richmond's curious gaze. "Are you sure about what you are saying?" Alpha Rodriguez's voice was just a whisper, his eyes darting from mine to Tiger's back and back to mine. "Yes, father. I am very certain about this and it's the only logic here, right?" He said, referring to no one in particular, and he rubbed his hands up my arms. "I think Tiger has a point though," Duke sauntered towards me, his steps hurried and he locked his eyes to mine. "Can you please stop looking at me that way? It's quite uncomfortabl
"Spill," he said, sitting up on the ground as he tried to regain his strength by filling up oxygen into his already depleted body."You will promise to return every penny you and your family owe Beatrice."Lionel stared at him in a flabbergasted manner for a while. He would never have thought that he would ask him something like this. He knew refusing was going to cost him a lot, and he was no fool to bet properties to that of his sister's life or probably his too.But there’s no way he was going to fulfill that part of his promise. Even Francis was aware of this fact as well, which was why he had a backup plan."Deal," he said, getting up from the ground and extending a hand for a handshake. But Francis looked at it as though it was infected by leprosy.Biting back his words, Lionel lowered his hand to his side."Take me to where you hid my girl." Lionel heard the possessiveness in his tone and he couldn't help but wonder what sort of relationship he had with his stepsister. The thou
Lionel's body stiffened at the coldness in the voice of the stranger with his sister's phone. His hold on the phone suddenly became strong, as though he was going to smash it into little chalk flakes.He swore under his breath to deal with whoever was toying with his family. That person was causing his mom and sister to be afraid of him, and he did not like that. He was the son of a very prominent man, and he wouldn't let someone bully him just like that."Where do I find you?" He grounded out the words in anger. Anger consumed him, but he knew he needed to stay calm if he wanted to see his precious little sister again.Francis, on the other side, chuckled slightly but remained quiet for a moment. He was considering playing a little game with the family, but at the same time, he was weighing whether or not they were worth his time.He had wasted his precious little time trying to save the princess in distress, but he had not found her yet."You are wasting my time!" Lionel fired angri
Francis dragged the unconscious body of Violet out of his room and led her towards his car. He unlocked his car and laid her on the back seat before cleaning his bloodied hands on the space on her dress that was without blood.He sat behind the wheel before driving towards her residence.Flashback,After her blunt refusal to tell him where she kept Beatrice, he sliced the knife on her neck, and her blood spilled out of her, staining both herself and him before dripping on the floor.A loud yelp left her mouth when the pain shot through her spine. Her eyes trained on the floor, they widened in disbelief as she stared at her own blood flowing into a puddle on the floor.She raised her elbow and hit him, and the knife in his hand fell down, but he didn't let her take it as his hold on her body tightened. Francis pushed a finger into the hole he created on her body, and she cried out in pain.Using his left hand, he grabbed her two hands and wrung them together as his teeth clanged togeth
Silent but hot tears flowed down her face as the echo resounded in her ears. She was not ready to meet her mother any time soon, and she couldn't think of ways to get out of the dungeon she was in.Her head started hurting, and she knew it was due to the numerous times she had hit her head on the floor. Placing her hands on her head, Beatrice massaged it.There was no hope left in her. The only hope she had was taken away from her when the message she sent to Mr. Francis was deleted.Tears of sorrow poured down her face continuously, her heartbeat increasing by the minute, fear clutching her heart, and her mind flying in so many places."What do I do now? How do I get out of here?" she asked no one in particular. The only thing that met her was silence and the eeriness she felt in the godforsaken place.No one had come to see her since she was left here. She had planned on begging them again when they came to check on her, and it's been hours already since she heard that sound.The on
“Who are you and what the hell do you want from me?” she said through gritted teeth, her tone cold, which made her appear dangerous for her age. Francis tipped his head backward, his eyes appraising her from head to toe. He found her demeanor amusing, and a chuckle escaped his mouth. His continued silence in response to her questions infuriated her, and she clenched her fists as her chest heaved up and down. “Why are you laughing? Do I look funny to you?” Violet snapped. She walked up to him, standing just a few feet away, her eyes boring into his, and she stomped her foot impatiently. “I demand answers!” Francis's chuckle intensified. “You really are a funny, dumb girl. I can see that.” His expression changed abruptly from a smile to a hardened glare, his jaw grinding. He reached out and grabbed her by the hair, causing her face to contort in pain, a hurt whimper escaping her lips. Violet winced as he continued to yank her hair as if pulling out a weed from the soil. “What the
It was then that she heard hushed voices that she instantly recognized as belonging to her stepmother and two sisters. Sweat poured down her body, sticking her to the light material she was wearing when something caught her ears. “So you are saying that you killed that witch mom?” A hushed, happy voice of a girl rang out, and Beatrice, who recognized it as Chloe's, shuddered again. Her heart was beating wildly, and she covered her mouth with her hand to stop herself from screaming, thereby alerting them that someone was around. Tears poured out of her eyes, but she blinked them away and walked closer to the door, her body shaking uncontrollably. Beatrice took out her mobile phone from her bag, immediately put it on record, and held it closer to the door. “Yes, I killed the bitch, and I'm happy that I took the initiative to do that,” Beatrice's stepmother said in a proud tone, making Beatrice feel like slapping her from where she stood. “I would have loved it more if you had killed
Beatrice parked her car in front of the mansion she had always seen as a home before her stepmother and her three children changed things for her. She took a deep breath and moved a finger to her forehead before massaging it with a frown on her face. This was the first time she was returning home after being kicked out, and it was all due to Duke, the guy she met some time ago at the Wild Night club when she had gone there to distract herself from her problems, and she was glad she did. Taking her cellphone out of the miniature bag she carried, she dialed the number of the man who was helping her regain her parents' properties. "Good morning, sir. I'm at the residence right now. I just wanted to let you know I will be inside the building in a few minutes." Her voice sounded crisp, yet she tried hard to collect herself. "Alright, but please record every conversation for me. It will be required in court," Mr. Francis, the man Duke introduced to her to help her get back all her rights
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PRECIOUS Duke covered my eyes with his hands, gently leading me to god knows where. Inhaling and exhaling divine air, I swallowed back my question, which I had asked for the hundredth times already. He was hell bent on not telling me or giving me as much of a hint of where he was taking me to. I could hear Richmond's chuckles behind us, but I said nothing and let Duke take me where he wanted. After all, I trusted him well enough to know this wasn't a small surprise. “Be careful of my old feet, honey.” I whispered, pulling my lower lip in between my mouth. “Not too old for my hands not to be able to massage them, prishy baby.” A tint of color made its way to my face, and I thanked the goddess that they were behind me, or else I would be teased until tomorrow. I still don't understand how I can still blush around them. It's been fifteen years already, yet I have not outgrown this attraction between us. Sparks still fly whenever we touch, and not a day passes without me thanking t