Alessia 67 Novels & Stories

⊱⊶⊷⊶⊷⊰ The room was a disaster zone, sheets kicked to the floor, pillows everywhere, and the faint scent of salt and sex hanging in the air. Alessia let out a long, shaky breath and rolled onto her side, propping her head up on her hand. She looked like she’d been through a war, her skin was flushed to my favorite pretty pink. "You're a maniac," she panted, her voice sounding like she’d swallowed sandpaper. "I think you actually tried to break my bones this time." I let out a low, rough laugh and reached over, tucking a stray, sweaty lock of hair behind her ear, "You kept asking for more. I’m just a guy who likes to provide a high-quality service."

The look on her face as she takes in the two women who are no doubt her grandmothers her face is sad, and i wonder what makes her happy. She has the body of a goddess wide hips thick thighs and her ass is juicy, even with that work out routine her ass still jiggles when she walks making my mouth water. her waist is thin with a little pug under her belly button and those tits have to be a double D. My dick is hard and im drooling. Shaking that thought out of my head I stay long enough for the women to hold eachother and the look of true peace flashes over Alessia's stunning face goddess she looks hot dressed like that.

Alessia complained, shuddering at the lewd and hateful gazes she was receiving. "I wouldn't blame them, Alessia" Sophia chimed, barely fazed by the looks, "You look hot, I could fall in love with you, you know" she teased. Alessia was an exotic beauty—a blend of her mother Rosa's Grecian lineage and her father Antonio's Italian heritage. Her honey-coloured eyes, framed by long, fluttering lashes, glimmered with mischief and allure. A heart-shaped face and sharp jawline adorned with a smattering of freckles added a hint of innocence to her exotic looks. Her luscious, obsidian-dark curls bounced with every step, teasingly revealing the curve of her neck. And her lips—plump and cherry-pink—curv

SIX YEARS AGO Alessa moaned in her sleep. She waited to feel pain in her back but she didn't. The slight pain she felt was in her chest and her hand. “Hey, Alessa. Are you awake?” she heard a familiar voice ask and she slowly opened her eyes to see Aliyah. “Aliyah,” she called softly. “Yes?” she replied with a wide smile and moved closer to her. “You did it, you passed,” she added. “Wh… what? I passed?” Alessa stuttered.

Mark handed me a bottle of water and sat down next to me. "She's not getting out. Neither is her pretty boy." "Dylan? What about Dylan?" "The police found a drug in Alyssa's system. It's used for mind control. You can't get it on the market—it's like something out of a voodoo curse. Alyssa had been taking it long-term. It was like she was under a spell. Whenever she heard certain trigger words from the person controlling her, she'd lose it. Her emotions would spike, and she'd do things she couldn't control."

“Breathe! Alessia—breathe!” Alessia coughed violently, water streaming down her face. Her long silver hair clung to her cheeks and neck like wet threads. Her pale skin was flushed red from exertion. At sixteen, her frame still looked fragile, but her eyes—bright moonlit silver—burned with fear and stubbornness.

Alessia isn't too bad. Ezra looked at his reflection in the mirror. He had some of Alessia's claw marks on his back and biceps. Last night Alessia was totally crazy and excited. They tried various styles, anything that Alessia wanted. He didn't take the initiative. Just letting Alessia move and experiment as she wants. Their last game before they fell asleep in spooning position was incredible. He wouldn't lie that Alessia was a great woman in bed.

Episode 4&5 Alyssa's pov . I woke 6:45 with alot of excitement . I brush my teeth ,took a warm soothing bath , changed into something official and comfortable. I wore a blue flowered shirt with a black blazer ontop and a pencil trousers with my black heels that wasn't too visible that made me inch taller than I was and lastly I grabbed my black Louis Vuitton fake bag . Applied little makeup on and made my hair in losed bun .

Melissa POV: I got to the Alpha's office, I could hear the Alpha questioning Alessia, and it seems those questions did sit quite right with her. "Who are you Witch?" The Alpha asks. It startles me. Witch? Alessia is a Witch?! "Excuse you! I am not a witch!" Alessia reply. The Alpha laughs hysterically. "If you're not a witch, how could you smell something seven miles away?" "Maybe because I have a sensitive nose?" Alessia try defending herself

I was about to say something to Dominic when Alessia walked out. She looked absolutely stunning. Her long fire-red hair now flaunted layers that highlighted her blue eyes and framed her beautiful face. Her makeup was light and natural, her nails were manicured, and her skin was smooth and glowing. Alessia was glowing with happiness, and she had an air of confidence and grace that made me even more in awe of her. "You look amazing," I said as I approached her. "Thank you," Alessia whispered. Taking her hand, we thanked everyone and walked outside, Dominic and Sara following behind. As we walked, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was about to happen.