Emily is a high school graduate with only one dream on her mind which is dancing her way into the prestigious Greenville dance academy. But when she becomes entangled in a web of flirtatious banters, it seems like her cherished dream will only be a mere mirage. Would she succumb to these web of desires? Or would she play her cards at the devil's den?
I bit my lips seductively as I came closer to him. He held me, brushing his muscles against my body and pinned me to the wall.
"Bend down and suck." He commanded.
I got on my knees, taking up his hard cock in my mouth. Circling my fingers around the thick mass, I worked my fingers to the top, pressing softly on his delicate balls while running my tongue around the pink tip.
"Yeah baby, that's it," he mumbled, digging his hand into my hair and pushing my head forward. I increased my pace, shoving his dick into my mouth at increased acceleration, deepthroating him at every second I got. My fellatio game was a ten, and before I could swallow his popsicle one last time, he came, releasing his salty seed all over my bare boobs.
Sighing, I closed my diary, putting down my pen. As a nineteen year old girl, I loved reading novels and steamy novels always captured my attention. My love for reading also spurred the writer in me. I had written a lot of scenes, different characters in various sex scenes and their banging bodies. I mostly wrote from a first person point of view, projecting myself as the protagonist. I wrote what I wished for myself, to have that curvy waist with round plump ass and cupped boobs. Standing up and looking at myself, I knew I was far from what I desired.
"Which guy would want a girl like me?"
I observed my body which was a bit too slim, my boobs were not more than the size of a sliced guava, my hips were almost boyish and my face was covered in a galaxy of pimples.
"Ugh" I sighed, disgusted by my own looks. I envied other girls my age who flaunted those crop tops with their mannequin figures.
Brushing the physique thoughts aside, I looked at my diary and continued writing down. My attention got divided as my phone chimed, interrupting my roaring imagination.
A message popped up on the screen.
"Hi Emily"
"Hope to see you at church"
I rolled my eyes with a lack of interest as I looked into the blue light. I dropped the phone after making up my mind not to reply.
"When he is tired, he'll leave me"
Joshua was a childhood friend. However, I lost contact with him once I moved with my family to a new neighborhood. On a casual day, while I was getting groceries from the store, I bumped into someone, causing everything to fall from my hand. Staring into the familiar face in front of me, I immediately recognized it.
"Joshua"
Our reunited friendship had been going on quite well,until he began acting like he visited some fucking seminary school or sort.
"Let's go to church next Sunday," he would always invite me.
His persuasion got annoying till the extent that I began avoiding him. Eighteen sure looked good on me, I had spent my earlier years being prudish and I had determined to make my later teenage years hot and steamy.
"But where to start?"
"By ignoring Joshua of course," I sighed and placed my phone on the table, before drifting into the land of dreams.
"Brrrr" I heard the alarm ring and quickly placed my hand over it, shutting it down.
"Morning already?" I mumbled as I pulled the blanket over my body, unwilling to get out of bed.
"Emily, wake up and get dressed or you'll be late." I heard my mother say as she knocked on the door.
I responded by placing the pillow over my head, covering my ears. Her constant knocking pissed me off and I had no choice than to get out of bed.
"Coming mom," I shouted as I wore my flip-flops and dashed into the bathroom.
"Was I rushing to grab the school bus?"
Obviously not. I was done with high school. In three months time, I will be turning nineteen.
I dressed in a peach floral dress and wrapped my hair in a bun, trying my best to look as elegant as possible.
"Success dear," my mom said as she planted a kiss on my forehead.
I alighted from the car, clutching my bag tightly as I inhaled the air around the environment of Greenville dance academy.
This glassy building, surrounded by trees and erected majestically in the heart of the city had been my dream all my life. I had begun taking ballet classes since I was five. Although I did not look as pretty as a ballet dancer, my moves were pretty amazing. I walked down the hall, ready to actualize that dream and my eyes scanned the girls who were trotting the same path as me. Tall, slender, curvy, I sighed as I studied their physique.
"Ouch" I winced, as I collapsed on the cold tiles. Someone had bumped into me or rather, I had bumped into someone.
"Let me help you" he said as I felt his muscular hands on my shoulders, sending shivers down my spine.
"Are you okay?" He asked, revealing a perfect set of white teeth.
"Yeah" I managed to say.
"Alright beautiful," he said before leaving.
I blinked my eyes, asking myself if I heard well. No one had ever called me beautiful, except for my mom.
"Was he just trying to flirt with me?" I asked, nearly puking at the thought of it. I detested guys who were flirts. He had awesome looks though, I'm definitely going to make him a character in one of my novels.
"Attention everyone, start changing into your costumes, the interview is kicking off in less than an hour." The loud speakers blared, and all the girls began scampering into the locker rooms.
I changed into my dance outfit and pinned the number which was assigned to me on my blouse.
"Number 13, that's a lucky number," I heard an unfamiliar voice say. Turning to the side, my eyes met a brunette smiling enthusiastically at me.
"I'm Marnie," she said, stretching her hand for a handshake.
"Emily"
"Your outfit is nice," she said, complimenting the pink trunk I was wearing.
"Yours too" I responded.
"Not sure if I wanted to go to a dance academy, it's been my mom's idea" she said, "but I'm sure I'll ace it" she said courageously.
I smiled, wishing I was as high spirited as her. Normally, I was a bit snubbish and I was pretty sure that if she hadn't spoken to me, I would have left without uttering a word to anyone.
A lady came forward and spoke, "alright everyone, we'll divide you into two groups, group A by my right and group B by my left"
Marnie and I fell into group A.
"Okay, group A, come forward and pair yourselves in twos."
Marnie held my hand and we chose ourselves as partners. The first set took the stage and the music began playing. I was a shy and nervous person at times, but the blonde girl dancing on the stage looked like one that was having a panic attack. She almost tripped and fell while dancing and her face was flushed as soon as the music came to an end.
I and Marnie stepped onto the stage for the next set. I swayed my hips to the side, moving rhythmically as Dua Lipa's Levitating started playing.
Adding my flexible prowess,I splitted a couple of times, while still keeping up with the beat. As the judges looked at both of us, a familiar pair of eyes winked at me. It was the same boy I had bumped into, seated among the judges. Studying his features intently, while still maintaining my stance, it dawned on me that I had judged hastily.
He was not a boy, he was a man. The music came to an abrupt end and I exited the stage, his eyes were still trailing me.
"That was great, your moves were so smooth, you're a great dancer." I heard Marnie utter with her light voice.
I had almost forgotten that someone was by my side.
"You did great too" I complimented, despite the fact that I had not turned to look at her throughout the dance. My gaze was shifting through the judges, casting glances at the man that I had bumped into, as his constant gaze kept piercing through me.
We watched the other groups perform and left after the announcements had been made. Marnie left with her boyfriend and I stood on the road trying to get a taxi for myself.
A sleek black car pulled up in front of me, blocking my path. Before I could move to the other side,the window wound down and I inhaled a vanilla scent.
Then he spoke, "hey beautiful, care for a ride?"
Rosetta takes the blame for the felony committed by her boyfriend and ends up with a two year jail sentence. Unbothered by the fact that she had ended up in prison, she comforts herself that she did it for the love they shared. Upon her release, her heart is shattered during the full moon, when her boyfriend whom she devoted her heart to turns a cold shoulder to her. What explanations does he have for this sudden feeling of hatred towards her? She feels broken, rejected and wasted. Will she ever recover from this heartbreak on a full moon?
She thought she was the love of his life, and he became the love of her life that fateful day she had seen him at the pack's party. Selene Grace was only a replica of Alpha Leo's real mate, and when he spotted her, Leo immediately claimed her as his Luna in order to suppress the rumors of him being mateless. Being unable to conceive turns Selene's marriage into a nightmare, and as if that wasn't enough, Alpha Leo finally reunites with his long time lover and mate, rejecting a pregnant Selene as a result. 5 years later, Selene, a now successful doctor, receives an invitation to the moon shadow pack in order to rid the pack of a deadly disease which has struck it. Will Selene return back to the pack which had caused her so much pain, and what would she do when she realizes that she is mated to the Alpha who had betrayed her in the past?
Veronica is an eighteen-year-old omega who falls into an emotional breakdown when her Mate, who was soon to be the Alpha of the Sun crest pack, turns against her, hurls hurtful words at her, and rejects her on the night of the full moon festival because he and everyone in the pack, including her, thinks she is an omega. As if the pain of rejection, helplessness, and worthlessness wasn't enough, she lost her best and only friend to the cold hands of death when rogue wolves attacked their pack. Right in the presence of her mate, she was tagged as someone who always attracted problems and calamities anywhere she went and he turned a blind eye and watched as she was banished from the pack. With hatred for her life, she runs deep into the woods that were off-limits and jumps off to end her life, but in a turn of events, something else happens. What would her mate do when he finds out that Veronica is not who he thinks she is? Will she be able to forgive him? What fate lies ahead for them?
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...
Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened to kill her if they met again. What's worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins!