You can kill her. She means nothing to me' Adrian said. Jayda looked at him wide eyed. The betraying bastard she thought. She had always had the nagging feeling that he was going to give her up at the slightest chance. She turned her head to look him in the eye. No she was not going to cry in his presence. She was going to show him that she could survive without him. 'If she means nothing to you, how about i keep her. I have been searching for a new pet' his brother Jordan said while looking at Jayda like he wanted to devour her. 'You can have her if you want ' Adrian said without breaking the eye contact battle he was having with Jayda. Jayda suddenly started seeing flashes of their intense lovemaking the day before ,she could hear the ripping sound her dress made when he tore it off her. She cringed inwardly not believing that she had given up her body and soul to this ravaging vampire who was trying to betray her and give her up for his kingdom and clan. She knew she would regret it. She knew nothing good would come from falling for a vampire. She had often read about vampires in books and seen them in movies but she could not believe that she would ever meet one let alone fall for him. She should never have taken him in that day. She should never have taken pity on him or even nursed his wounds. It was all her fault. Now she was going to die mercilessly at his hands.
Jayda Stone was a little girl when her parents died mysteriously. She could not remember much of what happened or how she ended up in the orphanage. She often had vague visions of fangs,growling and people screaming. She had nightmares of being pursued by big monstrous dangerous looking wolves. She often dreamt of vampires too. She did not believe that they existed,but it bothered her that she often saw them and often dreamt of them.
She did not tell anyone about it because she did not want to come off as crazy.She did not want to bother anyone with her problems and she had always felt like she did not belong at the orphanage,she felt like she was different from every other person. She just knew that there was something different about her. Because what normal child saw visions of vampires and werewolves. She also noticed the way the matrons and caregivers treated her like she was a mystery. She had no idea how she came to grow up in the orphanage,she had no idea who brought her or when she came or how she came. She tried very hard to fit in and adjust to a normal life and live like a normal kid.
As she grew, she started noticing that her senses became more sharp and sensitive. If she listened attentively she could hear what the kids at the table across from hers gossiped about during lunch. She could hear the caregivers whispering and gosssiping about the matron. She noticed that her nose was quick to pick up on the scent of blood and became prickly anytime she perceived blood.
She however managed to keep her growing sensation under control and to herself. She stayed away from the sight of blood and tried to avoid unintentionally or intentionally listening in on what others were saying or gossiping about.
Most of the kids she had been with when she was little had all been given up for adoption. She noticed that when couples came to adopt children, every other child would be dressed and groomed for inspection except her. While other kids were downstairs being inspected by adopters, she would be locked up in the dormitory and asked to sleep or read and not to make any sound. She did not have a problem with that until she turned fifteen. She decided that she had had enough and that she was going to take a chance at declaring her interest and calling out her obvious mistreatment. She knew she was becoming too old to remain in the orphanage and very soon she would be sent away as an adult to go live her own life.She was a bit scared because the orphanage was the only home she knew. The children of the CROSBY orphanage had the privilege of having their own school within the orphanage premises. So they were really closed off to the rest of the world. As an orphan there, your education was taken care of up until high school. If you were interested in going to college, you would have to pray to get adopted by rich parents who would take care of your college tuition or you work extra hard for scholarships.
She had unintentionally overhead one of the caregivers say something to another caregiver about a couple coming for a child the next day.It was not her plan to listen in on them, but it was late at night and they had just finished tucking all the kids in to their beds and turned off the lights. She had heard them talking just outside the door as everywhere was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. As she lay on her bed in the dark ,face up to the ceiling, she decided that she was going to put up a fight the next day. She wanted a chance to be seen too,she was tired of staying at the orphanage. They were just few people her age still at the orphanage and she had witnessed the ones up to eighteen years be sent off to their fate. She often wondered what was out there and her curiosity got the best of her as she was always sneaking up to the roof to get a clear vision of what happened beyond the gates. From there she could see the city, and the cars and houses that made it beautiful. She thought the view looked even more spectacular at night when the lights illuminated the darkness and made it look like some fairytale land.
While others were being dressed for inspection that day, Jayda also dressed with them. She put on the frock she had been given for her fifteenth birthday. She took extra time to wash and comb her long black hair which was surprisingly always straight. They did not kow her birthday but chose to celebrate it on the day she was brought to the orphanage as has been the custom for every other child whose date of birth was unknown.All the caregivers in her dorm dressing the children gave her side glances and exchanged looks. She was quick to notice it but she did not care. When it was time to march to the inspection hall she got in line. She was asked to stay at the end of the line because she was the tallest and oldest in her dorm. When she finally made it to the door, one of the caregivers, Miss Maria held her hand and asked her if she was allowed to go with the others. Jayda said yes. Miss Maria gave her a suspicious look.
'wait here'. She called on another caregiver to go fetch the chief matron, Miss Dexter,a middle aged woman who was tall and slim as a stick. The chief matron came quickly and Jayda was not surprised because it seemed like the chief matron had some special interest in her. To Jayda it felt like some inward hostility. It felt like she did not like her. She did not know if she was imagining it or if there was truly something about the way Miss Dexter always found fault with everything she did.
'where are you going' she asked Jayda, looking at her quizzically from behind her rimmed eye glasses.
She stuttered a little as she answered 'd..down to the hall for inspection'
'with whose permission'
'i thought it was for everyone'
'it is not my dear. Now go back and go do something better with your time'
'i have never been to an inspection before. I want to try my luck'
'this has nothing to do with luck.You are past the age for that.You should be focusing on finding a way to get a scholarship and go to college'
Jayda did not know when or why she started sobbing and she could not hold back her tears. It was the first time she had ever cried since she got there. Miss Dexter was confused and surprised.
'ok,that is enough. If you insist on going down there.....'she paused
'i will let you.I hope you can deal with whatever happens'
She instantly stopped crying,cleaned her tears with the back of her palm and ran past the chief matron to the inspection hall.
Nobody was coming to ask her anything.They just looked at her and moved on. Two different couples had come but none of them even acted like she was there. They seemed to be more interested in the younger children. She noticed the chief matron looking at her with a smirk as if to say i told you so. When it was all over, she went back to the dorm and sobbed the night away face down on her pillow. She even skipped dinner.
From then she lost interest in the inspections and instead focused more on her studies. She became more determined to leave the orphanage. She studied more and worked harder than others. She finished high school at eighteen.There was no special celebration as there was only two of them in the class,her and some other boy who she did not even know his name. She wrote a lot of scholarship essays ,submitted a thousand applications ,went for a bunch of interviews accompanied by Miss Dexter. They both seemed to have reached an agreement within themselves without even saying a word or addressing their supposed beef. She saw that Jayda had become serious and determined and so she asked Jayda to come to her if she ever needed help. It all started with an ' i need a ride to one of my college interviews' and since then Miss Dexter has been driving her to all her interviews.
She finally got it. She was beyond thrilled. She was going to college.Her admission came in the spring of the following year after she had applied the year before.
She was going to WSU,it was a ten hours drive from Vancouver where the orphanage is located, but she was ready for it.She gathered what little property she had and was on her way. Miss Dexter drove her to the train station and before she got on the train, she gave her a hug. Jayda was frozen for a second. She quickly got over her shock and offered the little words of comfort she was able to muster up. She promised to come visit when she had the time. While Jayda boarded the train without thinking twice or looking back, Miss Dexter stood at the station scared and wondering if she did the right thing by letting her out to the world and what danger she was about to face. She knew the chaos was about to begin.....again. She hoped Jayda was ready for it.
She went ' uh.....uh' as she rubbed harder. She put her index finger in her mouth and sucked on it not taking her eyes away from the man lying on the bed slowly puffing on his cigeratte. Was she not getting to him she thought. He pulled her up on her feet and pushed her on the bed. He picked up the vibrator from the floor and slowly bent over her. He bent over her clit and licked it. The feel of his tongue sent shivers through her as she muffled a scream. He took the vibrator and rubbed it on her clit without putting it in. It turned her on so much that she made to grab his hand to put the vibrator inside her. He removed her hand and pinned it down over her head. He was big and had an advantage over her. He pinned her down with his body. 'you were enjoying teasing me baby. How does that feel?' He rubbed her with the vibrator again. She let out a deep moan. He was smiling in her face, enjoying her pain. He looked down at her hardened nipples. He took one in his mouth as he bit down on it. She let out a cry of pleasure ,' yes yes. Bite me harder' He bit down harder on the nipple and sucked on it as if it was giving out honey. He bit and sucked harder on the second one. Elena moaned and screamed with pleasure. He liftted her and placed her on top of him as he sat on the bed. ' now ride my cock baby' She took his huge cock and put it inside her. She started moving up and down on him, humping and thumping vigorosly. He held and squeezed her breasts as he moaned with her. He pushed her down on the bed as he took over. He smacked her breast as he went deeper and deeper. ' smack me again ' she said. He smacked her breast again ' yes arghh' she screamed. He pushed into her with force and speed. He kept at it until he finally got his release. He rolled away from her to catch his breath. Elena wasted no time as she quickly got up put on her dress and ran from the room. She heard him say ' wait '. But she did not stop. She left the room in a matter of seconds. This was their first encounter. A billionaire mafia lord has a one night stand with a prostitute who refuses to be his submissive. He feels challenged by her defiance and keeps going back for more. Her act of seduction was beyond anything he had witnessed. He kept telling himself that it was just about the sex but the truth was that he was already falling for her. He offers her a contract to be his whore for a month. when a month finally passes by, he finds it hard to let her go. what would be their fate now?
Andrea Deciding that I was going to skip a day at work so I could have first time sex with my boyfriend seemed like the most absurd decision I could ever make. Or at least that was what I'd thought. Until I'd walked in on my said boyfriend cheating on me with some redhead and decided to get my revenge by losing my virginity to his wealthy billionaire father instead. Crazy, right? Trust me, I know. Like that's not enough, things take a drastic turn for the worst after I realized I was in love with him and pregnant with his child. Before I could get the chance to come clean about every including my feelings formhim and the pregnancy, he finds out about my trickery. Alejandro's not one to condone being lied to and deceived so he immediately tells me he doesn't want to see me again. So what do I do? I pack up and leave the country. But it seems like the universe isn't done with us just yet. . . Alejandro I should have known better than to get involved with someone way younger than me. It was something I've never done before. But like the saying goes, there's a first time for everything. The first time I met Andrea I was captivated by her beauty. More than that there was this innocence in her that called out to me like a moth to a flame. I ignored all the warnings in my head and went after what I wanted. And what I wanted was her. Unfortunately what she wanted was revenge against my son. I told myself that it had to be some kind of mistake. There was no way she had been playing with my feelings and planning some silly revenge this whole time. But she had. It had taken a surprise visit from my son for me to find out her true intentions. Even then it had been hard to believe it. But I couldn't deny that she'd fooled me real good alright. So naturally I cut ties with her. And that's supposed to be the end, right? Wrong. Turns out that our story was never destined to end just there. . .
I am the most talented doctor, the genius artist, the most famous jeweler designer, and I am going to be the richest one, making Conor, the king of a super powerful family, lose his crown… Conor was hunt down me for six years because I raped him. No, because he raped me. It didn't matter anyway. Since be selling by my father, I was gonna be Conor's fake wife. The noble people thought I would be a disgrace to their family since I was the mentally handicapped. What fuck! When I was going to be gotten rid of as rubbish, a baby boy showed up and called me mom. Conor gaped at baby boy since the baby boy just looked like child version of him. Conor sheathed in my body, moaning, “Don’t hide from me. Tell me everything, sweetheart.” I blinked, grinning, “Our baby girl also misses her daddy.” Conor, "…"
When they were kids, Derek saved Norah's life. Years later, after Derek ended up in a vegetative state from a car crash, Norah married him without a second thought and even used her medical knowledge to heal him. For two years, Norah was devoted, seeking his affection and looking to settle her life-saving debt. But when Derek's first love returned, Norah, faced with divorce, didn't hesitate to sign. Despite being labeled as forsaken, few knew of her true talents. She was a race car driver, a famed designer, a genius hacker, and a renowned doctor. Regretting his decision, Derek begged for her forgiveness. Just then, a charming CEO intervened, embracing Norah and declaring, "Back off! She's my wife!" Taken aback, Norah blurted out, "What did you say?"
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he never gave a damn about rules and laws, as he only liked to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?