Bared To You Book Novels & Stories

She said out loud “That’s a beginners book, it will help you learn how to read, I’ll also get you an instructor to help you study” Baara’s eyes shimmers “Your highness you shouldn’t-“ “Just think of it as a reward….I’m positive you won’t let me down… I wonder what you’re going to be telling us today “. Baaras eyes widen she has completely forgot the king expect a solution about the war with the Argans .she gulps

We're going to spend the rest of our lives together and I can't fucking wait. That's the end 😭 It's been one hell of a ride and I can't thank you all enough for reading to the end and voting and commenting. Thank you to my early gang badbunnyrabit RoyaleGates hellomy20 who make me so excited to wait for their comments on an chapter! I can't tag everyone again but if you've commented you've made my day 😌. Next up is Damian's book, The Mafia Have Feelings Too. I'll post the character chapter so you can add it to you library if you're interested in reading it. You'll see Marcus, Nathan and Cole there too 😉

she got up gently from the bed and hurried inside the bathroom. Barbara finished with her business and stayed back in the restroom. She didn’t want to get intimate, so she peeped at Steve from the door hole. The young man soon fell asleep. “Oh, good” she came outside without making any sound and got back on the bed. Barbara Gillian read through the first one, “The illegitimate child” and the book was interesting and emotional as well. She smiled when she needed to and cried when she read something that was really sad, the book was filled with emotions. The Next Morning

Hi guys! I'm back! Back with a new story titled Bared To You and it's the sequel to my very beloved book; Someone Like You. This story is going to explore the life of Leonidas Sebastiani's first son Maximillian and his relationship with the rebel from an enemy territory; Havindelle. Her name is Edwina Jonas. Not to give any spoilers but just to make my lovely readers aware just in case you get confused... Maximillian lied about losing his memory so he wouldn't have to be sent back home and adopted the name Justice for himself, which is what he's going to be called for now. I don't want any confusion which is why I'm stating it in this author's note for you guys to know.

I stood dazed for a minute before finally realizing that I was naked. My eyes widened in horror as I tried to unsuccessfully cover myself with my hands "Ahhh……!!!!!" ************ How are you enjoying the book so far? Hope it's not too boring or dry. It's my first book on this platform please do well to comment and invite others to read too. Thank you for taking out time to read.

She put on a devious smile, straightened up and lifted the open manuscript up – very much like a grandmother who is about to read a lovely goodnight story to a child. “Let me read to you from this chapter,” she chirped. “It’s titled – and I quote –B-J.” Jack swallowed. Obviously this book really was X-rated. “P Jas in pajamas?” he asked quickly. Sarah shook her head. “Nooo,” she drawled. “NotP-Jas in pajamas,B-Jas in –“ “Brother Joe?” Jack blurted out as if he was in the final round of a TV quiz show. “Orbad Jack?” He batted his eyes.

Although I had no hope it would say anything I didn't already know, I flipped through the pages nevertheless. It took all but a few minutes to realize, I had been right. The book had nothing to offer. My search was still far from over, frustrated, I sighed flipping quickly through the pages. “You look like you’re about to rip that book in half.” I turned to see Zara leaning against a shelf, her arms crossed and a knowing smirk on her face. I hadn't heard her coming. “I just might,” I muttered, closing the book with a thud. “It’s a useless book, filled with lies and propaganda. Burning it would do it more justice.” letting my anger flow.

His second pupils were expanding; Barrett was awakening from whatever slumber Evander put him under. I reached to the front of my bra and undid the front clasp, letting my size D cup breasts slightly pop out of the cups holding them. I didn’t shed my bra immediately, I let it lay across my large, brown, areolas. I watched Evander’s stoic face start to crack as my open front bra slid across my breasts exposing a little more of me. “Fuck.” Evander growled quietly, under his breath. He reached up to touch me, as I stood there in front of him, naked, except for my slowly falling open bra. Our legs the only thing touching each other, mine naked, his still clad in his pants.

His gaze raked over me, making my nipples peak. "Good girl," he murmured. "Skirt next." I unzipped it, letting it pool at my feet, standing in panties and bra, heels making my legs look endless. Vulnerability hit hard, but so did the thrill—the forbidden rush of baring myself to him, my stepbrother, in his domain. He circled me, a predator. "Panties. Bra. All of it." "Marcus, please—this is insane." But I hooked my thumbs in the waistband, sliding them down, then unclasped the bra. I was naked now, my skin prickled under his stare, my pussy already slick with anticipation.

He grew used to being supported by me wherever he went. He even found a strange sense of satisfaction in it. His muscles were strong and his bones were perfectly healthy. Whenever he leaned against me and watched me grit my teeth to hold him up, he felt an indescribable pleasure. It gave him the illusion that he was my entire world and that I could not survive without him. No one had ever devoted themselves to Derrick that completely, not even Sheila. Sheila had never lacked love. She had Mom and Dad, her brother, and friends who cared about her. I was different. I had nothing and no one. The only person I had was him.