Bella Akira Nudes Novels & Stories

I wasn't able to reconcile how I got from a happy and peaceful soul to a cold-hearted betrayal. The bathroom door opened and Rylee was just standing there, in a skimpy black dress, and a lacy kimono. She looked at me in a strange way, not pitiful, or sad, or... “Rylee?” I smiled, knowing she was up to no good. She was my perfect distraction, but I rather focus on her than anything else. “Let me help you to a scrub and massage while you do your thing.” She winked. Down came her kimono, and her dress and... Nothing! She was freaking nude, her sultry frame before me; firm small boobs, with pink killer nipples, slender waist that made her hips a bit curvy, long pretty thighs. She had this perfec

Your innocent face that you represent to John, I'm the one who will expose him so that he can see you for who you really are." Akira kept her cool, replying sarcastically: "I'm everything with Jungkook except innocent." Roselle spread her hands over her chest. And has he ever seen the video? Akira's features froze and her saliva dried up upon hearing her words. Which video are you talking about? Her brain traveled directly to her pornographic position, until she returned her eyes, which drifted away towards Roselle's face, who added:

Bella’s POV I wake up in a dark room, the warm glow of the sun peeking in from behind the thick curtains. I sit up as memories from the night before attack me and push the sheets away to inspect my body. There’s a bandage around my leg, covering a wound on my right shin, and a few bandaids here and there. There’s also a wet towel on the night stand beside me, resting in an empty bowl. The door opens and a man walks in. I panic and pull the sheets over myself to cover my exposed legs since I am now only wearing underwear and an oversized T-shirt.

A figure approaches. Tall, muscular, sharp-eyed. You can tell that here, she's the leader. Her arms are tattooed with black serpents, her eyes shine with a gleam of defiance. — So, you're the famous Cassandra. Her voice is low, gravelly. — Depends on who's asking. She smiles, revealing a gold tooth. — Here, they call me Rina. If you want to survive, you go through me. I tilt my head slightly. — Survive? I didn't come here to survive.

I knew one thing for sure: The Bella I’d tried to convince myself didn’t exist, was very, very real. I leaned back on the railing, looking at her. “Come on,” he said. “Want to get out of here? Somewhere quieter?” Tessa eyed him warily. “You mean besides the scene of my almost kidnapping?” He grinned. “Exactly. Let me wow you.” “Wow me?” she repeated. “That’s a bold promise.” “I’m full of them,” I said. “But I deliver.” She was still wrapped in my jacket, scrolling through her phone when I noticed the tiny crease between her brows.

Selene leaned back, examining her nails like she'd just asked for the time. "I mean, all the ladies here are dying to see your abs which I’m quite sure you have. Let's see what’s underneath those baggy clothes, Sage." "Yes, Sage, Let's see" Bella said "I wanna see too" Anna grinned, rubbing her hands against each other. No. No no no no no. Talia's mind raced. The binding around her chest was good, but not good enough to pass a shirtless inspection. Not under these lights, not with this many people staring.

Prince Biha ordered. When Akira heard Biha’s command again without him saying whether they are going to get her clothes or not, she swelled up again. Since she didn't have anything to pack, Akira sat down in front of the tent and watched as Prince Biha and his remaining companions packed their stuff. “Hey, wait… What's that?” Akira asked when she saw a portrait in Biha’s hands. She quickly stood up and walked closer to him. Akira snatched the portrait from Biha’s hands to take a look at it. She was immediately surprised when she saw that the portrait was a pencil sketch of herself.

It's been about forty minutes since Akira went into the bathroom and she has yet to come out. I am about to break down the door when she steps out, walking towards me, one step before the other. “What do you think?” The dress hugs her curves in the right places with a slit that shows off her perfect thighs. The chest area was up to her neck with a small cut between her breasts and she had her hair up in a bun with two strands framing her face. “You are the most beautiful woman to ever walk this earth in my life.” She blushes again and rushes into my arms.