Novelas y relatos de Anne

He said that with his Alpha voice, but it had no effect on me. He’s so stupid I could see the rejection had an impact on him. I jerked my hair back from Amy and held my head high, “I, Phoenix Greeley accept your rejection Gael Ryker, with pleasure.” I don’t know how I walked away from him when he was on the ground holding on to Amy watching me walk away.

Due to Alexa’s broken heart, she was forced to return to the hacienda she had left seven years ago. She left and lived her life in the city because of Aslan. Aslan was a 33-year-old man adopted by her parents, but he became her mother’s affair. As much as possible, Alexa didn’t want to see the man anymore, the one who stole her inheritance and her mother. Aslan took everything that should have been hers. And now that she’s back at the Escobar hacienda, she would reclaim what was rightfully hers as the only child and sole heiress from the man everyone calls the rancher, who is actually a fake.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

I felt a deep pang of sorrow for her. In a few years, when she turns sixteen, she will be standing where I am. I couldn’t even tell which of the wives was her mother. They all shared the same distant, obedient look. I sneezed as the heavy cinnamon perfume they sprayed on me filled my nose. “You look beautiful, Billie,” Anna said. “Remember to be obedient to your new Light. Do not let those evil worldly thoughts fill your mind. I know you’ve heard rumors about him, but I can assure you they are all lies.”

”I’m sorry I showed up like this,” Karen said as Matt held the door open for her. They entered the mall employee area used for breaks and changing uniforms. It was not a glamorous area, but fairly large and filled with tables, couches and lockers. “I know you didn’t want anyone to see this.”

1 year ago "Ahhh" "ahhh" "ngh" my breaths came out in puffs and my eyes were all puffy from the tears I cried "fuck!" I cried "harder Levi, fucking fuck me harder" he pounded into me with his cock, I could feel him in my womb, but it wasn't deep enough "deeper Levi, go into me-fuck!" I moaned as he drove into me He wrapped my hair around his fist "you drive me wild fucking Jinny Carlile," he breathed into my ear "imagine if your mum or dad could see you now, hmmm? What do you gotta say for yourself"

My pussy gave a stupid little throb just thinking about it. I nodded in shock because I didn’t want to refuse anyway. “Yes… I’d like that, Zane. A lot.” He smiled that warm, hot smile that made my knees feel weak. Then he suddenly leaned down toward my ear, his breath brushing my skin and sending shivers down my spine. “You look so hot when you’re focused like this, Aria,” he whispered, voice low and dirty. “You need to continue whatever you were doing before I walked in. Don’t stop on my account.”

Thank fuck for that, this was getting embarrassing. “Um, I am 21. I am live here in the Kingdom on the outskirts in town called Lohan. I am training to be a nursery teacher and I don’t know what else to say. Oh call me Angel” she says smiling shyly at us. She’s blushing and I love it. She is so adorable when she blushes. “Wow a nursery teacher” says Nova. “You will do well with Logan then. He is basically an overgrown toddler at times” Logan looks insulted but Angelina giggles at this comment and we are so enchanted by it no one can be mad.

“Are you talking to me?” He laughed. “Yes, you.” He straightened himself and offered me a hand. “I'm Arthur Peterson. Welcome to Apex Health & Fitness. How may we help you?” “Err...” I suddenly forgot how to speak. “I'm Matilda Bernard,” I finally managed. “But I need to leave now.” “Leave?” “Yes.” “But you just came in.” “I made a mistake.” He raised an eyebrow. “What kind of mistake?” “I... missed my way.” His eyes dropped briefly to my tracksuit and trainers before returning to my face.

My name is Annabel. I’m twenty-two. The train is almost empty. The last stop is still twenty minutes away. I walked into the car with my shirt open at the top. My breasts were full and heavy. No bra. They moved when I walked. He sat across from me at the last station and never looked away. He should have stayed in his seat. “You’re still here,” he said. Voice low. The train rocked under us. “I can move.” “Or you can stay.”