Alanah Pearce Sexy Novels & Stories

"Find the best nanny in the city. Tonight, go to the Westminster District and take care of a little girl named Daisy." "Yes, Alpha." "The child is not in my house. She's in the one next door." "Yes, Alpha." Harrison hung up the phone and tossed it aside, looking at me again. He loosened his shirt collar, and the scent emanating from his body grew stronger. He slowly undid his cufflinks, like a predator approaching its trapped prey. "Kayla, I think you should know that I'm not a good man. Tonight, you intentionally dressed like this to get my attention, didn't you? I admit you succeeded. But you will have to pay the price."

They are not wrong, anyway. I looked at myself in the mirror. A lady wearing a dress with no make up on. Just bare... Me. Who am I to even meet the eyes of the Alpha? When I came back, I made sure to hide in the shadows, so no one would try to look at a maid. So no one would be interested in me even though I know I'm not interesting. The music swelled around me as the alpha walked and dance with every girl and each of them seemed to have forgot breathing once they made contact with him. Polite, yes. But distant, cold, and not a glimpse of smile was seen from him.

Alexander greeted him. "What are you doing here?" he whispered, his morning voice so sexy. Oh my hormones. "Just came to find you." Alexander told him. "And what do you want?" he asked. "Well nothing except that I wanted your credit card, you know I visited Pearl yesterday and she was asking for some things." he told him. The nerve of him, he was trying to gain some benefit from this situation. I heard him take out his wallet from his pocket. "Buy her anything she wants." he told him.

“Look who we have here… Louiza. Didn't expect to see you here.” Elena’s voice cut through the room. She stood in the doorway as if she belonged there, her eyes moving slowly over the scene. The scene of me still naked and flushed between Xaden and Teiran, the sheets tangled around our legs, the unmistakable smell of sex still heavy in the air. A small, vicious smile found a way to her mouth. Xaden sat up first, the sheet falling to his waist. His expression went ice-cold.

You'll be crying for your parents soon enough,' Ray smirked. Both sides were scheming, each convinced they held the winning hand. The difference was that one side truly had power—while the other only thought they did. After a long while, Alina finally ate her fill, even letting out a small burp. The beer had flushed her cheeks pink, making her look even more alluring. It had to be said—Shane was lucky. Alina might not measure up to women like Honey or Molly, but she was still an easy eighty, maybe eighty-two or eighty-three. Her figure was outstanding, her curves full, her chest pushing high against her sleepwear.

Through her nightgown, you could see she was beaten up. I knelt close to her and rolled her on my lap. She was cold. Very cold just as Aunt Kate was. I looked at her face and gasped. Her face was disfigured. She had skin on her face. I placed my right hand on my mouth and cried. Who would do such a painful and heartless thing to Celine? Tears rolled down my cheeks of their own accord. There was a bloodstain on her chest. When I opened her gown, I could see she was inscribed with a weird write-up on her chest. "Fuck. " Alex said out of gritted teeth.

She could still feel his huge dick in her pussy, and the thought of it sent an embarrassingly delicious shiver down her spine. Alycia knew this was the beginning of something she couldn't control... Something dangerous. She could literally taste it. "Oh, okay," Pearl murmured, relief washing through her, but she stared at Alycia warily. The princess said she was fine; that was more than enough for her. "So... did you find them?" Alycia gave her a blank look. "What?" Pearl blinked. "The women... the girls?" Alycia's brows pulled together in a frown, obviously confused.

“May I dance with my wife?” Kylian’s eyes met mine, a flash of understanding and maybe a hint of warning in them. He released her smoothly and stepped back with a nod. “Of course, Alpha.” Mary Ann turned to face me fully. That ivory lace gown clung to her full curves in ways that made my mouth go dry despite myself—soft hips, the generous swell of her breasts rising with each breath, the gentle curve of her belly that the dress celebrated rather than hid. Her dark curls were pinned up with delicate pearls, a few tendrils escaping to frame her face. Those wide eyes, the same ones I used to mock, looked at me now with a quiet wariness that twisted something uncomfortable in my chest.

I sloughed over the seat immediately, trying to catch my breath back. II had never seen an eye so dreadful. I lifted the plates immediately, my legs moving to return the sandwich which the Alpha had abandoned, but I felt a strong pull into a very beautifully decorated room, with lots of strange smiles. "You need to look nothing but absolutely perfect for our Alpha. " One of the women said, before pushing me over to the bed. It was a queen sized bed. The decorations of the room screamed royalty. The sweet scent of the candle, the chandelier and the artworks were perfect enough to calm anyone.

They place' Ana' on the chair and she drinks some water. " Thanks Margaret" Ana said and tucked her dark long hair behind her ear revealing her beautiful face. Her ocean blue eyes, her cute nose and her rosy lips. They look familiar.......... Anastasia Hamilton, wife of Alexander Hamilton. The woman who is supposed to be dead....... ************************************************ ************************************************ " Accept my offer now Mr Mendes, you don't want me to loose my cool" Alex threatens a man with glasses opposite him. " I'm sorry sir, the deal's not worth it. Saffron company is willing to offer double please excuse me" Mr Mendes said and made to walk out but he halt