50 Shades Of Grey 2nd Novels & Stories

The sweet air was shattered by a recording and photos that no one expected, splashing across the screen for all to see. Whispers and gasps swirled around me, growing louder by the second. "The Wallace family sure knows how to put on a spectacle!" "He's marrying his brother's widow?" "Doesn't Emily see what's happening?" "Perhaps they've joined forces to kill Jeffrey so that there's more inheritance to go around." Chaos reigned on the stage. Emily's screams pierced the air, begging for the screen to be shut off, her earlier joy wiped away in an instant. Margaret, catching sight of the screen's contents, collapsed. This time, it was not for show.

In a swift, decisive motion, he drove the dagger from his sleeve straight into his heart. As blood gushed forth, Eric swiftly wrapped his arms around me, shielding me from the horror. ... The day of the funeral was draped in a curtain of unending rain. I was there to bid farewell to the past, to see Chester off on his last journey. Seth stood by the grave, his gaze fixed on me. Rain soaked his hair, his eyes were red-rimmed, and a shadow of stubble darkened his jaw, giving him a worn and weary look.

My scream rips raw from my throat, bouncing off the cavern walls. My wolf slams against me, frantic. Get up. Get up. DON’T LET THEM! But the witch aura twists, pushing her down, drowning her voice under an ocean of cold power. My vision blurs. Storm-Eyes leans closer. “Stage two,” she murmurs to her companion. “Begin the merge.” The younger witch places both hands on my ribs and whispers a spell. Symbols on the cavern walls ignite, glowing bright blue. Something ancient stirs in my bones.

I murmur, my eyes fluttering shit as I continue to thrust my fingers faster into my pussy. He rubs his head on my folds just before he guides it to my opening. I can feel it…..my toes curling…his cock heavens I snap out of my thoughts as I hear the thud close by. Fuck. Someone's here. Fuck. I lift my eyes to the bookshelves and there he is at the far end of the shelf. My eyes grow wide with my heart stopping for a moment. Those green eyes are unmistakable. Not even his Tuesday sky blue shirt and loosened black tie.

~Jane~ As Nathan drove me to school, I stared out the window, watching the world pass in a blur of color and light. But I wasn’t really seeing any of it. My mind was still back in the shower. With him. The heat hadn’t faded. It sat just beneath my skin now—quieter, but deeper. Like something had been awakened and wasn’t ready to sleep again. The water had poured over us, warm and endless, as his hands moved over me—firm, certain… like he already knew exactly how to make me unravel.

My mind felt hazy, my pussy throbbing and oversensitive, a strange mix of shame and deep satisfaction settling over me. Grey didn’t pull out immediately. He stayed buried inside me for a long moment, breathing heavily against my neck. Then he slowly withdrew, flipped me onto my back, and kissed me deeply — slow, possessive, claiming. His tongue tangled with mine as his body covered me completely, pressing me down into the mattress with his weight.

Grey spoke in a half murmur as he continued to stare at Delilah's beautiful look that he could enjoy closely. "Hmm, maybe it's my fate to stay like a bird in a cage." Grey looked into Delilah's blue eyes and completely forgot who he was. Meanwhile, Delilah brought herself closer to the friend she loved very much. She pressed the side of her forehead against Grey's jawline. They moved slowly and were romantic.

Grey drew in more smoke from his cigarette, he noticed how Lorraine’s face quickly changed like she was worried or something “It’s not that Grey, he is becoming more and more different. Like he is turning into a mad scientist, I have never seen him like that before and he said he is very close to getting what he wants. He sent his men to go after Roman st Laurent” she explained and he cleared his throat before killing the light in his cigarette and dropping it on the counter “Roman st Laurent?” He asked “Yeah” she replied before raising the bottle to her lips for another gulp “Experiment 25?” Grey asked again with his brows arched

*Castle of Shadows* Sarene DeMarco I leaned my hip against the grand marble windowsill overlooking the night veranda deep in thought. I had dawned my sleep wear for the day ahead. It was near midnight but she wasn’t ready for sleep. Our people were able to experience the sun from over the horizon and that was it before it peaked fully in the sky but in doing so had its’ effects. It slowed our ability to function. Our thoughts always a mess and vision blurs. In my opinion it sucked. The sun begins to rise around six o’clock in the morning which in itself five o’clock horizon. I was leader our people and as such I felt the urge to disband the position of my second in command, Gabriel Hues. At

Yellow tapes surrounding the area and flashing lights. I saw Alejandro standing just beyond the threshold in a black robe, face carved from stone, clearly trying to suppress the rage bubbling beneath his flawless exterior. I couldn’t look away. I wanted to see every twitch, every tightened jaw muscle, every ounce of disbelief when he realized the girl he thought he’d burned alive was the ghost now haunting his empire. “That’s right,” I whispered under my breath. “This is just the beginning.” Shane slid behind me on the bed, wrapping an arm around my waist, his lips ghosting over the shell of my ear.