At twenty-three, Laila Danvers is the only female werewolf over the last century to exist but being born as a descendant of the most hunted Mutt(werewolf outcast) automatically puts a red flag on her name throughout her existence. She comes out in a world filled with disgusting mentalities and this automatically puts her life in danger. She gets tired of a hide-in lifestyle and runs from New Orleans "The city of fangs", to the quiet town of Malibu, Southern California to live in as an ordinary person not knowing that her last will always hunt her down Just as she gets comfortable with her new lifestyle, she receives a life-threatening call that puts her on the run again from an unknown source, and for the past number of years had been like that, ' run or you get slain
***Malibu, Southern California***
Seven-thirty five am.
Elena's house.
"Babe you know you gotta wake up eventually". Elena says, looking down at Laila dressed in an oversized shirt with a worn-out look, heavy eye bags, and very much unkempt hair. Elena Daniels is in her late twenties, she is fair-skinned, slightly taller than Laila, and has short dark hair. she is a well-paid banker, from a very reputable family. She is strict, focused, and is madly in love with Laila. She has lived in Malibu five years longer before Laila arrived.
"But El, I had a long night, oops! My bad, WE had a long night". Laila says with a light smile on her face and her left brow pulled up while sending out her hand to pull Elena back into bed for a kiss.
But Elena pushes her hand and slides to the corner of the room where Laila can't get to her. "You know how aggressive you get". She chuckles. Laila has a fake smile on. Then she stares at her for a momentary fifteen seconds and whispers in a soothing tone "I love you, happy anniversary, and see you tonight". Elena walks out.
Laila is left staring at the open windows. Her eyelids glowed pink making it impossible for her to go back to sleep. She glanced over at her open laptop. Still no response on her promotion, she thought. Yawning, she pulled herself up and swung her feet onto the floor.
A thump sounded behind her, she turned her head just in time to see a photo of her and Elena clatter to the floor. The frame broke, causing a certain fear within her. She always worried that she'd have to leave Elena if the Council came for her.
The Council is made up of twelve fierce and loyal werewolves that'll do anything to ensure the safety of their kind. And this time, she was the threat, she thought to herself.
Her alarm rang interrupting her thoughts, it was twenty minutes to work time and she was not ready. She decides to get ready and rush to work.
***Evergreen newspaper***
"Laila, you're late". Said a huge man in a tightly stitched brown suit, glaring. Mr. Evergreen is the owner and man in charge of the Evergreen newspaper. He is in his late four-ties, childless, and not married. That explains his grumpy character.
"Sir, I had trouble getting a bus and..." Laila tried to explain but was interrupted by Mr. Evergreen when he lashed out, "I might just have to hold your promotion for a week to see your change". A moment of silence... He grinned. "Congratulations Miss Danvers, you are now the new Editor in chief of Evergreen Newspaper". Laila leaped with so much excitement whilst her colleagues applauded her. "Thank you, sir". Laila uttered. This was it, her big break. She thought to herself.
While at her office, her phone rang. She picked up immediately knowing it will be Elena calling to congratulate her. In her excitement, she didn't for a second look at her phone screen.
"Babe I got it! I got it! I thought he'd fire me but..." "Time is up, Run" the person on the other end of the call cut in. It was a male's voice she heard. "He...hello????" With a lot of fear within her, she muttered. The call stopped. This was the first time this had happened since she ran from New Orleans, no one had her contact, she had no friends... then who??? She whispered to herself.
Distressed, she walked out of her office, leaving behind an I'll be back soon card. This was often used if a worker had to leave without notifying Mr. Evergreen.
She took a cab and got home as soon as she could. She was worried and needed space to think.
She called Elena, but her phone was not reachable. Had he? What if? No! Laila was frightened! It was almost lunchtime and she rushed to the bank to make sure Elena was doing alright.
When she got there, there was a sigh of relief as she saw Elena walk past reception. "El!" She called out to her as she reached out for a tight hug. "I got the promotion", were her first words. In awe and appraisal, Elena kissed her and jumped for joy. "Means dinner is on?" She asked, Laila, nodded. They whispered sweet nothings to each other and quickly separated, Elena rushed back to her office and Laila went home to get Elena's anniversary gift-ready. Little did she know, she had a surprise of her own.
Elena had just come home from work. She was taking her bubble bath, even though they had both taken a bath together. But she loves her extra time in the bath and Laila always understood that.
It was almost seven pm, dinner time was close. Laila had on a stripe-less black gown that pulled on down to her knees. She held her hair up in a bun. She had picked out for Elena a dashing red dress. Short-sleeved opened the chest, body-hugging with a beautiful green emerald stone pendant dainty teardrop necklace to go with.
When Elena stepped out of the bathtub, Laila's eyes were glued to the sight of her beautiful fair-skinned body and her lovely green eyes. She helped her with her dress and put the necklace on as well. She had forgotten all about the call she received earlier in the day and she could only envisage a beautiful moment with the most beautiful lady in her life. "Nothing can ruin this evening", she said out loud to Elena.
The cab was outside and it was time to leave.
Once they got to the restaurant, Elena held out her hand and walked Laila in. While walking in, she noticed a certain tall man with a dark-brown hoodie but paid no attention to him.
They sat down, placed their orders, and had a bottle of white wine, Rombauer Chardonnay 2018. Whilst exchanging words of love to each other, Elena went down on one knee, "Babe you are a blessing, I'm happy with you and you are with me. There's nothing more I could want than to spend the rest of my life with you." The shimmer in Laila's eyes and uncertainty in her mind. But staring into her lover's eyes was a clear definition of happiness, something she'd searched for, for a long time. "Will you marry me?", Elena said, reaching out for the ring in her purse. "Ye-ss" Laila said shakily. She placed the ring on Laila's finger and they shared a passionate kiss. In awe, those present in the restaurant clapped and raised their glasses to such a heartwarming scene.
While waiting for their meals, the man in the brown hoodie walked past again. But this time, he dropped a note. Laila picked it up immediately and tried handing it out to him but he just walked away. She called for a waiter. "Can you give this to the man with a somewhat brown hoodie, he just walked past my table and dropped this." The waiter stood confused and was unaware of anyone passing by. Laila then opened the note. She thought to aid finding the man in the hoodie, what's in it would be a clue. But the content of this small piece of paper left her in utter disarray.
Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. "I'm gonna take your throat first, Mandy. Then your pussy, then your ass." I'm not even sure what all that means, other than I'm gonna have sex. He takes out his dick and pumps it a few times, pulling it up towards his stomach, exposing the long vein, pulsing with blood as it fills and becomes hard and thick. "Put your hand around it, Mandy." I reach up and gently place my hand around his thickness. Immediately the wetness between my legs is back. "Stroke me," he says in a softer voice. "Harder," he demands when I am timid. I squeeze harder and stroke up and down. Finding a rhythm like our heartbeats out on the beach. Is this the same man? I pump faster, and that makes his eyes close to half-mast. "Your little hands on my big cock, Mandy. I love it. Now open your mouth." I freeze. Staring at him. Deciding "Open," he says again. I obey. "Wider," he whispers as he places his hands on either side of my head and crawls up my body. The tip of his dick touches my lips. "Should I tell you how I like it, Mandy?"
Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. (Nora Moore and Ethan Allen). "Say you're a slut." He said, watching her finger herself, absentmindedly stroking his dick. "I," she gasped, closing her eyes, but being thrilled at saying the words, "I am a slut.. oh, please fuck me." He turned her around, forcing her up onto her hands and knees. She felt him run his hands down her back, up her spread ass, and finally pull on her hips as he positioned himself behind her. She moaned and turned herself up for him, pushing her open cunt back onto him. He leaned forward and grabbed her braids, pulling her head back as he rammed his dick inside her hard. She cried out and tightened around his dick, "Oh god, yes, fuck me. Fuck me hard and dirty." She moaned out. "I'm a fucking slut. Hurt my pussy."
***AUTHOR'S NOTE*** Hi lovely Readers, here's the author. Thank you for reading to the end of this book, and a new book is about to start. Enough spoilers, read on to know what happens. Don't forget to leave your comments. XoXo. "I need to come," I tell her. "Please... yes..." "Come with me..." I drop her to her back and lower myself back in position. My belly presses to hers, and her pretty little nipples feel so sweet against my chest. "I can't..." she whispers. "I'm so... fluttery..." "You can," I tell her. "I promise you, you can." I pause. "And you will. Again, Laine. Come for me again." I rub, back and forth, my dick pinned between my stomach and her pussy, grinding hard, taking so much fucking care not to spear that tight little cunt and fill her up with my cum. "I'm gonna come all over your sweet little pussy, Laine." "Yes..." she whispers. "Oh God, please... please, Nick..." "Don't call me that," I growl, and I'm on the edge, right on the fucking edge. "What shall I call you?" she asks, and I hear it in her voice, I hear she's thinking it, too. It's in the little tremor, the sweet little hint of lust. My breath is erratic, my cock pulsing as my balls tighten, ready to fucking blow. And I say it. I just fucking say it. "Call me Daddy," I growl. "You can call me Daddy."
"Is there a reason why I shouldn't fuck your brains out right now?" he ask and I shudder. "Nnn... Nooo! I don't have a reason," I stutter. "Good! I am about to forget you are my princess and fuck you like a slut," he promises as he fucks me. "I am a slut, only for you," I murmur. ******* I have always had a crush on my dad's best friend but Jack never saw me as a woman and rather he always referred to me as a child and treated me just like one. Just that, something ws soff in the eau he looked at me and spoke to me from time to time. I could feel the need in his voice and fire in his eyes. So when my parents had to leave for some days and he was asked to take care of me I knew that was the only chance I will ever get at making my feelings known to him and to know whether or not what I saw was real ot if I wasn't Hallucinating. The first few nights were tough and he kept off saying I was off limits to him, but what if I am not and he is only trying to send me away bechause of the lady I saw him kissing the other night?
"Oh, Fuck Blaze " The Rythm of his movements was relentless, hips and dick and fingers. He licked my lips and I sucked his tongue. Then pinched, the barbell hard against my teeth. He groaned and it was wet. I didn't let him go, and he wriggled and squirmed. I pressed harder against him, bucking harder. ***** At twenty-three, Tiana Melody Taylor is a renowned impostor, her fraudulent acts of using her charms to lure men to her bed and room and then drug them to sleep is what has been putting food on her table. If she is being discovered, she pulls prettying so face that no one will believe she is guilty. ThaThisghasne on for several years, each time playing with the men's desires. To Tiana she wants to support her father's company which Is under the control of her uncle, he keeps sending her on endless missions just to have her will done. Well, she does it anyway till she can't anymore, standing up for her right, Uncle Maxwell assigns her to the last tax which is to extort thirty million francs from the richest billionaire in town_Blaze Jadiel Lewis. While Tiana is targeting Blaze, he is also targeting her, and on the night they meet up in his house, Blaze sees the drug she secretly puts in his drink and switches the drinks.
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