Anna Nicole Smith Nsfw Novels & Stories

[Elena's POV] Nicole appeared on the screen. She looked terrible. She didn't have any makeup on. Her red-brown hair was flat and messy. She wore a gray sweatshirt. She sat in front of a white concrete wall. The lighting was very bad. "Hi guys," Nicole said to the camera. Her voice sounded totally flat and robotic. She looked off-screen for a split second, like someone was standing right behind the camera. "I am making this video to say I am quitting social media. I need a break for my mental health. I want to live in the real world. Please do not look for me. Bye."

“I'll settle my differences with David another time.” The man pulled out his black card, and the footballer grunted, as if that had been a fucking insult. “Stop being the fucking savior,” David said angrily. “End that charade.” Nicola was smiling as Nicole looked at us in embarrassment. I didn't know what exactly had happened in her box, but I knew she was not an orthodox woman. She was a woman with very specific sexual tastes, so many men were fighting to win her attention, so some misunderstanding ended in this absurd fight.

Nichole sighed before starting to speak publicly after nine years. "I'm Nichole West. Maybe you're surprised by how different I look right now aren't you? I wanted to tell you that the rumors circulating about David Gray hurting me at a party and throwing me in the lake are true. That guy didn't just hurt me from the bomb that went off at a birthday party hosted by the Nelsons 9 years ago. That man was the mastermind of all this!"

Who the hell abandons their fiancée to masturbate in a public restroom? Olivia Pembrooke. I should probably confess to a priest in a town that no one recognizes me. I’m a sinner. I caught my reflection in the mirror, a sinner who looked…… Before the words could finish off in my head, a stall burst open. Immediately, a wave of panic drenched over me. Someone….someone was around. “My oh my!! Don’t you look freshly fucked” the woman’s voice cut through the air with a knowing smirk plastered on her face.

Victoria's POV Nicole stormed out of the party that evening, her face flushed with frustration. Anna had spilled wine all over her dress, and the exchange between them had escalated quickly. What we hadn’t anticipated was Anna being there at all—she was Nichole’s husband’s mistress. The same woman he had been seeing behind Nicole’s back, blaming her for not bearing him children after three years of marriage.

Three people turned their heads to the source of the sound. The presence of Adam Smith is the only thing that neither Zayn nor Brittany Brown likes. Nadhea sobbed to see Adam Smith squeaking upset. "Have you two gone crazy? You're making my partner uncomfortable working at the company?"Adam Smith pressed Brittany's wrist, moved Nadhea away from Zayn's and stared intently. Alpha auras fanned the flames of anger. How dare they both flirt with Nadhea Martinez?!

All over? He undid his pant and his weapon bounced out,Annabella bite her lips "Talking of a naughty virgin" Gregor teases "I won't be one in the next few minutes" Annabella replied and watched as Gregor slowly placed his d**k on her opening,she closed her eyes and waited for it. Using a slow momentum,Gregor drove slowly inside her "Ouch!" Annabella let out a low scream which sounds sexy in Gregor's ears. He continue driving inside her slowly while Annabella held him air tightly

The participants also frowned upon hearing those but it will be rude to voice it out by then since everything is fastened. But there was a certain name that sure made Gabbie shell-shocked. Nicole Smith, that is. "Did you hear that folks? Oh, my life! Nicole Smith is here!!" one of Gabbie's classmates shrieked and everyone at the backstage got excited, too. They needed a celebrity to attract viewers, or maybe the celebrity herself offered her presence here. She was fond of films, or maybe fond to play with someone here.

"Did you really think you could intimdate me because you're loaded with money? Because you're an Austin? Do you think your money has any value to me? Think again. "You're looking remorseful now because you've realized who I am. What if you didn't get to know my identity? Let me tell you, learn to respect people regardless of who or what they are. This attitude of yours won't get you anywhere in life. "I screamed because I thought that substance was something else. By the way, you asked if my parents can afford that wine. To answer you, my parents can buy you and everything involving you and they'll still have change. I am Annabelle Siromani and you will not disrespect me or my family."

Slowly, carefully, I peeked over the couch, moving not to make them notice me. My hand flew to my mouth. What am I seeing? The woman, named Francine, is completely naked. The man stood behind her, equally exposed. “Don’t refuse,” he said, his voice thick. “This is the last one, Francine.” Before I could process what was happening, he shoved her forward. She fell face-first onto the bed. Then he climbed on top of her. Like a dirty wild animal. The room filled with her small cries. My entire body went cold.