About Him Uncensored Novels & Stories

he said while chuckling and walked over to me. “I assure you nothing like that will happen, I have pepper spray,” I said and opened my clutch and showed him the small spray bottle and laughed. “Great,” he said. I put the bottle back in and turned around and began walking. I felt him close the distance between us. “Tell me something about yourself,” I asked him looking ahead. “Huh?” “Anything, tell me something about yourself,” I asked. “okay…” he trailed off. “I don’t like the colour blue,” he said and I just smiled at him.

(Trigger Warning: Abuse) I gasped as I woke up, I shot up from the bed in shock. I started coughing furiously before looking around the unfamiliar room until my eyes landed on a blurry figure in the room on a chair. I looked around me in search of my glasses, I picked them up from the nightstand beside me, put them on quickly and looked at the figure. It was a guy. He had tattoos and he just looked really serious and mean but he watched me with concern and calmness in his eyes.

Abyan's portrayal is perfect down to the wrinkles always present when his sister is irritated. "Because I can't see him face to face. I only saw it from the side," Emma replied. "So ... he exists?" Zeny hook. It is exciting to find information from young girls with many skills. "Of course there is. I met him on the plane to Jakarta." "Uncle? Is he that old? From the picture in the zen book, he doesn't seem that old," Zeny said, holding back the pain in his stomach. "Compared to my 16-year-old, I think she's much older," Emma replied.

God, absolutely not. Until him. A single picture. Shirtless. Cut like sin. A full sleeve of black and grey tattoos wrapped around his right arm like shadows come to life.His face was hidden in the dim lighting……just the edge of a strong jawline, lips curved into the hint of a smirk. Mystery clung to him like cologne. Expensive. Sinister. Irresistible. His bio was short. Barely six words. “No names. No games. Just pleasure.”

“Hero Uncle Tama never forgot you, Tama was very busy,” “Oh! is it, what was Tama busy with?” Tazz spoke in a tone soft and mellow, Anuj panicked, ‘Did bro have a child out of wedlock?’ he suddenly thought that he should not have heard that conversation , why did he have to unearth such a piece of scandalous news that no one in their family would be able to digest, why was God being so harsh on him,’

I decided to push him more over the edge. "But come to think of it, why are you so...bothered about the person who saw you and your uncle? Don't tell me it's what I'm thinking..." I eyed him, stroking my chin. "Fuck no, bro. That's disgusting! I'm straight, and even if I'm not, why the hell would it be my uncle?" His eyes widened. "I don't know. It might be your kink." I shrugged. "I promise you, I'm not." He looked at me earnestly, obviously wanting me to believe me.

She leaned closer, lowering her voice so only Lila and I could hear, her words dripping with a cold, calculated cruelty. "Let’s be honest about why our terrifying uncle took you in. Rowan is a monster, Veda. He’s the Butcher. No high-born omega in the West District would ever willingly tie her soul to a man with that much blood on his hands. He’s cold, he’s sadistic, and the Council only tolerates him because he does the dirty work Julian is too noble to touch. He didn't choose you because you're special. He chose you because you were the only piece of garbage desperate enough to take his name without screaming."

The thought of conquering her made his blood rush, his desire intensify. "I’m coming back for you," he whispered before rushing into the bathroom. He stepped into the shower, quickly washing himself. After rinsing off, he stepped out, towel wrapped around his waist, a prominent erection evident beneath. Hannah glanced at him and asked, "Do you really think your uncle will fall for her? His taste in women is... rare." Before she could finish, Henson cut her off. "I know my uncle better than you do." He then took off the towel around his waist exposing his rock-hard cock, and then immediately crawled on the bed.

He saw Martha’s eyes roll back and she fainted. In the dark interrogation room, the middle-aged man sat in front of Samuel with a paper in hand. He started listing all of Samuel’s crimes. Samuel found all those things familiar, because those were the things he had done to Joy. He had once asked his parents who Joy’s biological parents were, but they seemed to be terrified and did not want to talk about it. When the middle-aged man talked about him giving Yelena the medication and causing Melea York to be unable to dance anymore, Samuel became certain that Philip York’s daughter was Joy!

After I Took Three Bullets For Him, He Said He Was Just My Uncle I took three bullets for Don Lorenzo Moretti, the man I called my uncle. The last one nearly killed me. Only then did the family elders agree to name me Donna. But in the two weeks I lay unconscious, Lorenzo announced his engagement to Ava, the daughter of a family benefactor. The Rocci, my family, lost its power when I was ten. Ever since Lorenzo, a close friend of my father's, brought me to the Moretti estate, I was certain he would one day be my husband, despite our age gap. He always told me to find men my own age, but I just let it go. In my previous life, I crashed their engagement party, a decision that led to a