A/N: Completed oh, and it's super 18+ btw so be warned😊 ... Elizabeth shriek when she see Clarke standing in front of her. He wore no shirt but still kept his pants on. His hair was loose from his regular bun and he was wet all over. Tattoos covered his entire chest and she can see fine hair over his marbled chest. She lean on the wall behind her, entirely naked and failed badly trying to cover her breast and womanhood. Her arms was pushing her breast so roughly that her creamy flesh spills out in an enticing manner. From the way his front pants has a tent on it, “What the hell are you doing in here?” She felt her neck aches since she has too raise her head just to see his face. He was so tall and big while she was so tiny and he could easily overpower her if he wants to. “If you’re going to stand there and just look at me while I’m taking a shower, I’m going to leave, okay? You can have the shower all to yourself.” She tried to step out from him but Clarke quickly slammed
A/N: So, this is the final chapter for this month. I will take a few days rest before I continue and maybe draft more for the next chapters to come. Thank you for your support so far and God bless, stay safe🙏🏼❤ Love, Diana ... “What? El and Clarke Walton are engaged? No! No! You’re trying to fuck with me right now?” Frustration overwhelmed her whole body, causing her to shiver in anger and it was apparent in her expression as Christine lay on Matthew’s bed naked and only the comforter covering her from her feet to her chest. Her hair was in a disarray while Matthew sat on the edge of the bed, his curly hair loose and a joint in one hand. He suck the end of his makeshift joint and close his eyes, basking in the calming effect of the smoke and falls back on the bed. He was lying naked. His body solid with muscles and not a blemish on sight made Christine crave to touch him more. Not only he was great looking, Matthew was a gr
A/N: *Unedited* Hello guys, this is the first chapter of this month and we'll have a great time reading more for days to come. It’s the same ammo every day until the end of the month. Min chapters per month is 20 but if I have more ideas, I’m willing to write more. Don’t worry about it. God bless and stay safe🙏🏼❤ Love, Diana … El woke up with a gentle rub on her inner thigh. She opens her eyes slowly, noticing the sky was still dark from the window near her. She looks down and see Clarke was wiping her inner thigh of his seed and her release. He was so focused on cleaning her up that he didn't notice her staring at him. She smiled the whole time and blushed as she remembers the passion, he has unleash upon her with his vigorous love making and ways to make her scream all night. Not just her womanhood, her throat was sore and she can feel her body aches. Yet it was a good ache. Amazing ache.
A/N: Just to let yall know, the series between Clarke and El will not be too long because I understand the frustration as a reader myself hahaha so I'll try to make it short but of course, quality story line and I won't rush the plot so keep calm and take care. Again, dreadfully sorry for the grammar and problems. I can’t help it. I speak my Borneo native language most of the time. English is not even my third language. Thanks Love, Diana .... “That’s impossible. He wouldn’t do that. I mean... a fuckin Walton? No. You’re making this up.” “I’m telling you the truth. He told me himself, Matt. He raped Daniel’s wife, Alissa and had a child with her.” Christine tries to convince Matthew as they sat for brunch the next day. She had stayed the night, full of anger and frustration in mind towards Matthew but one thing for sure, she was more focus on screwing her stepsister who had stake claim on one of the surviving bachelor in the Wa
Butterfly. No. Make it butterflies. Plural. Not just one of them but she was sure that there are thousands of them fluttering in her stomach as she stands in front of the Walton Mansion, right at the outskirts of Austin, Texas. She was only inside of Clarke’s car as the huge gate, something that reminds her of Buckingham Palace was slowly opened and Clarke even greeted the guard near his post. She smiled. She was glad that Clarke was humble and unlike Matthew, he treated everyone, be it a maid or a cleaner or even a security guard equally. As he drove inside, her eyes were wide open as she gaze at the front yard of the Walton Mansion. It looks like a park. Grand, majestic park like the one in Downton Abbey. Trimmed bushes, roses grew around them, a pond with a gorgeous fountain that has a human sculpture in the middle that reminds her of the one she saw in a museum while on a holiday in Greece with her father back when she was 13. Water fl
A/N: Hiya guys, yesterday I upload chapter 18. There was a glitch that causes it to repeat posting twice so there's two chapter 18. Just pick one. Don't buy both.Love, Diana.....Sitting in the same table with one of the most powerful family in the world was very overwhelming. It feels so surreal and almost a dream but not as good as what everyone think it would be.Clarke sat beside her at the quiet dining room table. The table itself was filled with decorations of flowers and vases and William Walton sat at the end of the oval table, eating slowly as more meals are served on the table.“Please, enjoy yourselves with all our Greek delicacies, dear. In our households, guest are forbid to leave until they are full and satisfied.” Dinah says to El with a soft laugh.“Oh, I really appreciate this, Dinah. The food has been lovely so far. I’m pretty sure I’ll be full until the end of this month.”Clarke coughed and smiled but his g
El came early the next day. She sat at the corner of the cafe and ordered their signature hot cocoa while waiting for Christine. Casual floral dress and her hair tied in a ponytail, she sat there and continuously stirred her drinks as she awaits her sister. Why she bothered coming early or coming at all was beyond her. Christine was known to always be late for any meetings or gathering, insensitive to how people felt by that and always have nothing but irritating things to say. Her wanting to see Elizabeth is probably her plans to annoy her seeing she already knows about her engagement with Clarke. Good God! She must be pissed. Elizabeth never had the chance to tell her father nor she was able to tell the rest of the family since she was too busy strengthening the bond she has with Clarke. Sounds weird but the fact that they are officially engaged, it was important that she spends as much time as she can with him. To know him more and understand his personali
Her phone had probably rung for almost the 10th time and just looking at it made her nauseous. She knows that she has to answer it soon seeing the amount of text Clarke has send to her. He seems to be freaking out and without a doubt, he would throw his work away and come to her ASAP.When he finally call for the 11th time, she picked her phone up, sighed and answer it.“Hello?”“Jesus Christ, El! Where the heck were you?” He sounded angry, panting in the phone and probably had ran from wherever he was to look for her.“I am fine, Clarke. I just… I misplaced my phone. I’m okay? Are you okay?”“No!” He raised his voice, making her flinched and push her phone away from her ear a bit.“I am not fine, El? You didn’t answer my call since yesterday; you didn’t answer my call since this
So far, the two whole weeks Hope stayed at the Walton’s mansion; was the best week she has ever experienced. Day by day, she would meet Kinsley and she was glad that his bruises were beginning to heal, especially when she sneaked some medication from the maids who were also aware of what his father had done but didn’t seem to care that much. At least the maid, Ana was kind enough to give Hope that but made her a promise to not let anyone know or else she will get in trouble for giving a first aid kit bag and paracetamol to another 10-year-old. It did seem to help Kinsley and when Hope introduced Alissa to him, Kinsley’s father was there too and he looked concerned by how close Hope was with his son. Pretty hard to believe that the thinning hair with pot belly man who claims to be his father was even related to Kinsley. The only thing similar between them was their moss-green eyes. Alissa is suspicious of the mark on Kinsley’s face, exactly what Hope is hoping for her to see b
ANNOUNCEMENT 🚨🚨🚨GOOD NEWS!... At least for those who enjoy the series that is. I have decided to write a follow up stories, sequel if you may under the Broken series and this time, Imma focus on the third generation of the Walton's family and I am delighted to start with our little Hoppy baby😍Updates starts everyday start from 1st October but if I miss one day, please be kind. I have a full time job to commit as well but of course, I will try my best to deliver on time.If Hope stories goes well, I will continue with the other kids or maybe other generations of Walton family or connected family at least.I hope you will enjoy the series and im starting with the prologue down here. Stay tune and take care guysYours Truly DIANA WOLFE...**Synopsis**Hope Walton knew the first time she met the scrawny boy with bruises on his body and the brightest blue eyes ever, he would hold her heart and forever be his to own.Even when her parents adopted Kinley James and made him her adop
A/N: This is the last chapter, you guys. Thank you for being such great support all this time and I am beyond grateful to each and every one of you. I apologize if my work might not be as good as you want it too. I promise that I will grow an be better at it and make more novels to entertain you. God bless and please stay safe. Love, Diana ... The Walton family gathering was a huge affair indeed. Not only the Walton’s family was there, but socialites from all over the world were also present to meet the powerful family and Alice never thought that she would be a part of that. Even her dressed was chosen from the finest designer with the best dress available for all of the Walton’s sons and daughters. Her own was from the Atelier Versace Fall Winter 2020 Collection. A gorgeous orange dress that has an intricate back and the sparkly fabrics just made her feel like a princess. A sexy one at that. Thankfully the marks that Ryan had inflicted on her chest has faded a little and a littl
“What the fuck are you talking about? Sister-in-law? A..are you Harry’s brother?” Ryan applauds playfully and inches lower to face her. “Smart. Very smart. Yes, I am Harry’s brother. I mean, step-brother. Illegitimate, step-brother. Yeah, I was surprised as you are when my mom told me that back when I was 13. Shock the shit out of me because everyone in the UK knows how powerful the Walton family was. I didn’t hesitate to find him just to let him know that I was his son because I had a crappy, abusive, good-for-nothing excuse of a mom. Right when I finally found the big guy, you what he says to me? He told me that I was lying, how my mom was lying and we were all a bunch of street low life that wants nothing but scares up reach folks like him. He knew my mom alright but just like London, he chose to leave me in the hands of my crazy ma and never to be seen again. He was a rotten fool and when I finally had enough, I left.”
"Alice. Wake up, baby. You don’t want to miss this entertainment do you?.”The vaguely familiar voice penetrated through the shroud of fury, pulling Alice back up from the void as if hooking me with a line of clarity.“Come back to me, Alice...” Coldness seeped through her shirt to her skin where a hand touched her. She slowly opens her eyes and squinted at the when the light was too bright for her.Once she got accustomed to the brightness, she was finally able to identify the stench of rust and water dripping from the darkroom.She finds herself surrounded by a log interior with deer antlers on the wall but the light around them shows how messy the room was. Junks scatters on the floor and dust with cobwebs made the room stuffy.
A/N: This chapter is a little unedited. Will complete it once I finish 2 more chapters....A constant ringing of her doorbell made Emily beyond pissed. To be b bothered while she was in the midst of business made her grip her fist and ready to slap whoever’s dares to bother her so rudely.Her home wasn't just any other homes in New York. She was living in a half-million-dollar penthouse and to be bothered like this makes her wonder how useless the security guard in the premise is to allow such disrespectfulness.Her anger made her refuse to peek through the hole in her door. She quickly opens the electronic door and all her red emotions just melt into ice. More like those ices melt and fall on her head.Right in front of her was both Alice and her friend Giselle, staring at her angrily and both breathing hard. Before she could close the door or block them, Alice forces herself in and Emily staggers back.Emily quickly turns her gaze t
Alice stands in front of Harry, adjusting his coat and shirt while their maids slowly bringing his working suitcase into the car. There was even a small lunch box prepared for him and the sight of it just tickle his guts.Harry laughed. “ That lunch box will make the boys laugh at me. I’m not a kid, Alice.”“Yeah?” She snorted. “Well, you got a wife that cares about your well being and about what you eat in that office of yours, surrounded by nothing but junk food and dairy shit. I mean, do you even have lunch shops every single day??”“ I don’t actually. When you’re a billionaire, it’s pretty nice to have the ridiculous amount of restaurants around New York that I can go to. I doubt my client enjoys going to restaurants with....what’s that again? Junk food and dairy shit.”“Sure but a lunch made from your lovely ol' wife is better than any of that, don’t you t
“So... how were you and mom today? Did you two had a good time gossiping?”Alice rolled her eyes at him but smiling when that happens.“We weren’t gossiping. Just like how you and dad weren’t gossiping about football. That is so sexist.”Harry chuckled. “What so sexist about me asking my wife what she and my mother talk about? Chatting is like gossip and gossip is like… when you talk about someone. You did, didn’t you?”Alice took a sip of her orange juice and Harry laugh. Stretching his legs and folded them with his back leaning on the sofa near the fireplace.“Who was it? Tell me, I’m dying to know. Can you imagine mom used to do that with me when I was a kid? I could've sworn that she wanted a daughter but poor ol' me, I was a good enough substitute I guess.”Alice laughed and slowly made his way to sit on his lap. She even hears him groan and he spread his leg
“So, how are you and Harry going along?”Alice sips on her warm tea and returns her gaze to her mother-in-law.“Oh, we are going along great. We’re doing fine, Eva.”She just grinned at Alice and nodded.“You can tell me, Alice. Even though I’m not your biological mother, you know I love you like you were my own, don’t you?”Alice stares at her for quite some time, debating about what to tell her since she obviously knows nothing so to tell her the truth is not an option. Eva would get a heart attack if she knows what his son did. It was time to come up with something different.“I know. It’s just that... it’s complicated. A bit of a fight but nothing much. Normal couple stuff.”Eva glared at her suspiciously for a second and sighed. She looks pretty disappointed.“Alright. If you don’t want to tell me about what’s going on, then I u