Alicia Raven Nude Novels & Stories

Marissa POV “Why are you here?,” I asked Raina as soon as Alaric walked out of the door. “I am here to see you,” she said. I raised my eyebrows. “What is it?,” “I want your help to spread these pictures,” she said as she opened an envelope from her bag, she laid down the pictures. They look somehow familiar. “Are they real?,” “Yes, they are. She sells her nude pictures and sleeps with many men then takes their pictures to threaten them to give her money. I can tell you a secret, her partner who is her boyfriend knows about her shady business,” she paused.

*** A few hours before the meeting at the mall, Alicia, or rather Karmen, the queen of the abyss world, stepped out of the bathroom, completely naked and still damp. A magical portal appeared, letting Tyler the alpha and Ross the queen's emissary come out and approach her, bowing down. "With all due respect, Your Majesty, I believe it's too risky to stay so close to Felicia. Besides, you haven't fully regained your strength," Ross said. Alicia responded as she dried her hair with a towel in front of her mirror, while Tyler lowered his head to avoid seeing her nudity. "Stand up, Ross. You don't have to worry. And you, Tyler, have you never seen a woman in the nude?"

—I can't wait—he whispered. Completely naked, Ravena invaded the shower stall, throwing herself into my arms, making me hers, unable to resist. She wrapped her arms around my neck and molded her complete nakedness to mine, her small, firm breasts pressing against my chest, her flat stomach pressing my hard cock between us, her delicious mouth seeking mine, until it was too late to turn back. I would make her mine, right there, in that moment, and nothing could change that, not even my principles.

"You can look now Luna. No need to be shy, you know? We're both women. Got the same stuff and bits. There's nothin' wron' with lookin' at each other in the nude." She wasn't completely wrong. We were both women. Looking at her body isn't necessarily wrong. I just couldn't help but to look away. I don't know if it's because she deserves some privacy. I don't know if it's because I'm naturally shy when it comes to the subject of nudity or if its something else. "Unlike you, Cherry is a proper lady." "Sure. Whatever." Raven rolled her eyes, making her towards the exit. "I'll meet you guys in Charlotte's room. I'm goin' to get ready."

Now that I knew who my mate was, the thought of any other man was off-putting. Raven had chosen a gown that screamed me, yet at the same time, it was elegant. Made up of black sequined lace and sheer nude panels, it was cut in a mermaid style, with a trail spread behind me. It had long sleeves that were partially sheer and a dipped sweetheart neckline that was sheer down the centre, showing off a good amount of cleavage. I wore nude heels, and my hair was curled with half pinned up and the rest down, a small thin vine entwined into it.

They were not looking happy and my worry was escalating. Is she alright? Just as I am about to tell Mr. Henderson that she’ll be coming in a minute, I hear the sound of heels clicking as someone runs over to our table. I stand up and look in the direction of the sound to find Aviana making her way to the table in an elegant violet evening dress. It hugs her perfect figure and her perfect curves like a second skin. And even though it isn’t revealing, she looks absolutely ravishing. Her silky-smooth leg peeks out from the slit in her dress to help her walk which goes up till a little above her knee.

I said again. Alaric tilted his head, his eyes locked on me like a predator snaring prey. "Are you jealous, Ravina?" My heart pounded in my chest. "No." He took another inch forward. I took a step back. A twist of his lips. "I think you are." I held firm, tilting my chin up in refusal to be beaten. "You're wrong." His golden eyes appeared to obscure. "Am I?". I could sense the heat of his body, his presence choking but addictive at the same time.

Noah's photos were on the matting table in the center of the space, having not been framed by Nicole yet. Raven picked up the first shot, an eleven-by-nine of her from behind while she sat on the boulder halfway down the valley on their island. The mist in the background gave the mountains a mysterious quality. It was the pop of color that was most intriguing. Her black hair falling down her back, white snow dusting the ground, the red blanket-all mesmerizing.

If she even was pretending anymore. “Please stand up. Pull the blanket back. If you could lend a hand, sir—Thank you.” Kade drew the shock blanket away from her chest and shoulders. There was another camera flash, then another and another, that left Raven’s vision burned with white spots. She could only imagine what she looked like in those photos: ghostly pale in the blare of the flash, with Burt’s blood splattered across the white skin of her chest and shoulders and neck. At least it wouldn’t show up against her red dress, she thought blandly. She prayed she would never have to see those pictures.