50 Shades Synopsis Novels & Stories

Serena’s POV We got up to his penthouse through the elevator. This stranger held me with his two hands, suspending me mid-air, kissing me from the elevator to his kitchen countertops, our lips were locked from the moment we stepped on the elevator. My clothes were taken off by this stranger in the elevator, I was completely naked, and so was he. I only had my glasses on. As he places me on the counterpoint, our lips unlock from each other, he takes off my glasses. He takes his thumb and massages my clit. My two hands rest on the countertops, my head tilted up.

"The poor one knew then that everything the rich one had could have been her own and thus, her quest for a much better life began. She killed her father and then his wife and she watched as the rich one came to her for solace. Next, she found a way to get rid of her grandfather and grandma too. The poor one and the rich one's mate were eager to be together and the rich one's mate also wanted to become the alpha. The poor one wanted to be Luna too so they found a way to transfer her assets to her mate and it was easy. Next, she planned a fire incident and set up the rich one. The poor one made sure to be there when the rich one was released from the hospital so she could revel in how disfigur

Anthony says, gesturing to the space in front of him, “This is the grand hall. To you right through the hall is the kitchen, living room and office area. Bedrooms are on the second level, the stairs are to your left, your room is the first door on the right. I have decorated but as I do not know your preferences, it is still quite bare. The rooftop is open for your use but I ask that if you cannot handle heights, do not go up there. Any questions?” I shake my head and start walking into the living room, seeing a white leather couch and what looks to be a 95” TV hanging on the wall. I finally look up at him as I take a seat on the back of the couch, “Are my clothes here?” Anthony hesitates to

“You’re here to cook, not to play detective.” But deep down, that little voice one that always got me in trouble — whispered Yeah, but don’t you want to know? Why does Domenico wear shades in the house? Why does Alessandro act like everyone is a threat? Why does this mansion feel like a golden cage? And why, oh why, does my bank account now have five figures sitting in it after just one day? I sighed again, pushing up to my feet. Lunch was done. Counters were clean.

The first whisper reached me on the balcony. I’d just adjusted the new collar around my neck, still not used to the weight of it, when Lena came rushing up the steps, her eyes wide. She pressed her phone into my hands without a word. At first, I didn’t understand what I was seeing. The grainy clip showed a dim room, candlelit, the familiar outlines of one of Elysium’s private chambers. A couple moved in rhythm—a Dominant’s voice low and commanding, a submissive’s cry soft and full of surrender. It wasn’t explicit in the vulgar sense; it was intimate, vulnerable.

I look around but I don't see anything. “They are getting closer, will you follow?” he starts to get demanding a little as I sit looking around for the giggling. “Who's getting closer?” I ask the man. Just as I finish asking the man wraps his arms around me from behind the tree, clamping his hands together, holding me right on the rough bark of the tree. “Let me go!” I yell hoping he would listen. The sound of giggling gets louder as his grass gets tighter. I see a light from a flame appear from behind me lighting up everything in front of me. I can see 3 shadows appear on the wall of the building. They still giggle as they get closer to me. I struggle to break free of the man's grasp but I'

Bianca glares at me but I look straight into her eyes. "Giovanni, take Sydney and you, take her." Bianca orders as she points to a man next to me. A man behind Bianca moves forward without and goes to Sydney and yanks his white shirt. I feel the same done to my arm. "Easy. I'm pregnant." I say matter of factly but the man doesn't respond. Bianca gets into the first car and just as I'm forced to get into the car, the man's grip loosens. I look behind me confused and see six bodies on the ground and a standing Sydney who's aiming his gun at Bianca. How did this happen?

“Suck my pussy right now.” Belle moaned as Zack dropped to his knees in the dark corner of the Midnight Sins club. She came here for revenge to destroy the dangerous man who ruined her sister. But one taste of his wicked tongue changed everything. He licked her wet pussy like a starving beast, sucking hard and fucking her deep with his mouth while loud music shook her body. Zack doesn’t do gentle. He slammed her against the mirror, spread her legs wide open, and devoured her dripping pussy where anyone could watch. “Beg louder, little lamb,” he growled. “Tell me why you’re really here while I ruin you.” One night turned into thirty shades of filthy forbidden pleasure. Public fuckings.

"I see, what's her concern?" "She called to inform you that Miss Jodie Sinclair broke her arm and it will take two months for Miss Sinclair to recover fully" "But miss Chloros is getting married", I took my pen, subconsciously tapping my pen on my desk. "Yes sir, and she has scheduled to leave next week. miss Sinclair sister filled in the post for two months and is now settled in mansion" "I see", I read the document, in front of me and was still tapping my pen "By the way, her name is Ella Sinclair, she's forty-five years old and single"

while his eyes glistened with mischief. As soon as those words left his mouth, he began ramming into me again with a speed he knew I craved, going all the way into me repeatedly while I dug my fingernails into his back, constantly begging for more of him, as if I could handle any more than what he was already giving me. After a few more rounds of this, I let out one last scream as I got off my high, panting rapidly, drenched in sweat, as Liam, whose hands were now weak, crashed on top of me and laid there for a few seconds.