Author 50 Shades Novels & Stories

I don't give a damn, and I am not putting up my company for sale. Dylan was restless; his heart was beating fast in his chest after he had typed the message and sent it to the anonymous sender. He saw that the anonymous person was online and had read his reply. The anonymous person laughed and replied, *I see you do not care about your reputation anymore and what the general public and your wife and her family would do when they see this video of you in bed with another lady who is not your wife. And mind you - Mr. Dylan Robinson, we have about six to ten different videos of you with us.*

Doctor Shane — crisp in a fitted black sweater and ash-grey slacks, his curls tousled from the wind, one hand clutching a gift bag with gold handles and a single white flower sticking out from the side. “I don’t usually accept bribes,” I said with a faint smirk, “but yours smells edible.” He held up the bag. “Chocolate truffles, cookies, sour cream chips, strawberries… and one innocent flower. I figured you’d like the contrast.” he said . “You figured right.” I stepped aside, letting him in. “Come in. And try not to fall for me. It’s too early for casualties.” I uttered . His smirk didn’t falter, but his eyes did flicker toward the low cut of my robe and the curve of my leg as I closed the d

I was laying on my bed thinking of the best thing I can do to uplift my mood. " Should I watch Korean movies?" I asked myself I stood up and gather all cd's that I have when I saw 50 shades of grey. I took it and read the description when a sudden flashback appeared. "Let's watch 50 shades of grey" " yes mung that's a nice idea" "Wait I want to finish (about time) first" " you can still watch it soon baby, right now Tay, Krist and I should gather all information and strategies that Mr. grey has so that we could use it with you guys"

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On our wedding day, my fiancée and brother died in a tragic crash, and the shock left my mother completely bedridden. Everyone blamed me, saying I brought misfortune and death to everyone around me. However, I didn't even have time to grieve. I worked myself to the bone, hauling concrete at construction sites by day and delivering food by night, just to afford my mother's medical bills. Then came the day I took a side job wearing a mascot suit for a grand opening event. One employee mentioned, "Our boss is super rich and handsome, and his wife is so sweet. Their family is so loving. They even rescue stray cats and dogs all the time!" I stayed quiet, only worried about whether I'd make it

Five Years Later Charlotte slipped into a sleek, crimson gown that hugged her curves like a lover's whisper—low-cut, thigh-high slit, and silk shimmering under the dim light. Howard was buried in work at his study desk, the clock striking midnight unnoticed as his fingers flew across the laptop keys. She glided in silently, heart racing with mischief. With graceful precision, she hoisted herself onto the desk, knees parting slightly as she sauntered forward on all fours. Her hand nudged the laptop shut with a soft click. She smiled down at him, eyes smoldering.

The roar of the aquatic center was still echoing in Naomi’s chest long after Maya had climbed out of the pool. The junior squad was practically vibrating with the high of the upset, wrapping Maya in damp towels and screaming until their voices gave out. Naomi stood at the edge of the huddle, letting them have their moment. She looked down at her right hand. The slight tremor was there, brought on by the adrenaline and the humid heat of the pool deck, but for the first time in five years, she didn't feel the urge to hide it in her pocket.

I sighed, knowing his main purpose was nothing but death. "No problem, you know you're my number one right," I said in a playful tone, chuckling. I might as well make his last memory of me a good one, right? "Oh whatever, Athena Hendrix. I know. I will always be your number one," he said, a smirk crawling up on his face. I cringed as I looked at him. "I take that back," I said, pretending to gag. He laughed and turned to look at me.

What am I? Anna from 50 shades? Although... Anyway, I'm not weak. I'm not submissive. And I'm drinking because I want to. I pout, looking out at that criminal Niko. He's talking to another guy. He's hot too. I read their lips as best I can, but it's hard from this distance, and the lights don't help. All I get is: Where is the rest? The other man says something like, Moving in to... something.

She hasn’t cum yet but I’m less concerned about that. Suddenly I hear a ding from my phone, pulling out in case it is Kate, the she-wolf moans in frustration. Slapping her ass, I move to grab my phone. As I click to read, I see it’s a message from Louise. Rolling my eyes, I almost ignore the message but decide to open it wondering why she would message so late.