Best Dickens Novels & Stories

He raised my face. He ordered, "Look at me." The raw authority in his voice sent a hot, heavy shiver right down to my core. "Look at me good." I blinked, battling the alcohol to clear my eyes in the dark room. Sharp aristocratic jawline. Cold, piercing eyes. A handsome mouth, cruel. The alcohol left my blood at once. My stomach fell to my shoes. Ethan Blackwell Derek's youngest uncle. The most elite, the most powerful and the richest person in the whole city. A man I'd seen maybe a handful of times in my entire relationship with Derek, always standing across a crowded room, always completely untouchable. We had never even talked.

Danika Williams It was a tiring day, I was on the ramp all day, with those hot lights blasting on my face and high heels which I think were invented to murder feet. I just wanted to go home, shower and have sex with Henry. Henry wasn’t my friend or my boyfriend. He was a guy I have sex with sometimes when I am not dating anyone. He is totally gorgeous but unfortunately he is a dolt. You can’t have a normal conversation with him, his IQ is that low. But its good sex, also he just leaves after we are done so I don’t have to worry about getting rid of him like some other guys.

Despite the cold weather, they were dressed lightly, and most of them were quite attractive. At the sight of so many young and beautiful women, Derrick's face flushed red with excitement. His eyes gleamed like a wolf's. He looked moments away from drooling. "Damn." Speechless, Dominic kicked him. "For God's sake, you're a member of the Harris family. Can you have a little dignity?" He was only 18 and right in the middle of puberty. It was understandable that a place like this would excite him on his first visit. Rubbing his backside, Derrick grinned foolishly. "Dom, do you come to bars often?"

"I'm your wife. I'll never betray you. Your enemies are also my enemies." "That's right," I nod my head, my eyes remote. " Devote yourself to me and we won't have a problem. Which reminds me. You should probably be wary about Dickson." "Who's Dickson?" "Dickson is one of the most important person in the business after Sylvester. He's got brains and great ideas that's helped the company for thirty years. But Dickson has two weaknesses. One is alcohol and the other is women. Anything that goes in skirts fascinates him the way a snake is fascinated by a bright light. Also he's hot tempered especially when he hits the bottle."

CRYSTAL POV Okay! Hear me out. There’s something called a big dick, and then there’s DUNCAN’S DICK. Duncan Griffin was... Man, he was fuckin’ gifted. Hell, that man didn’t lack anything in all the departments. I have never really been a fan of giving head. Let me just say it was the least favorite thing to do in all of these sex wantons and shits; but seeing his little big guy in front of me, all veiny and angry and all ready to plow me till I forgot everything about life, I knew I was a goner.

As an upper-class socialite, it was the first time Halle had been insulted with money, and it made her lose her patience. The receptionist came over and tried to intervene. “Madam, he’s the young master of the rich and powerful Hollands, Dick Holland. It’s not a good idea to go against him. Why don’t you and your boyfriend take the money and leave?” Halle’s expression changed when she heard the name Dick Holland. Every Sumerian had heard of him because he was the local bully. Dick was never particularly good at anything except wasting his family’s money on gambling and women. He was notorious because he had a brother who was an ex-soldier named Roy Holland.

I was resting on him, so I could feel it pushing against me. I let out a smile when I saw the look on his face. He wanted more, and maybe I was ready to give him more. I wanted his huge d*ck in me, after all. I’ve had curved ones in the past, but none were as thick and curved as his. Dennis has a straight one, and it’s huge too, and he knows how to make me scream when we are at it. With Jeff, it’s a different game, and he always satisfies me too, but I still wanted to have a taste of his dad’s own.

I groaned while resting my head on the way to the passage to the living room. As I contemplated on my life, a part of me felt Mr. DickieHead is not as cruel as Alpha Hayes and some of his council members. Yeah! You heard me right his name is Dickiehead, I wonder who will give his child such a terrible name no surprise he still peeps on his pant at an old age.

Suddenly, something clicked in Bryce's head. He had heard Brenda call this guy Dick when the video first started. Could that be what she meant when she asked his stepdad, "Did you pick up on the essence of dick in my pussy, baby?" the other night? She wasn't talking about dick as a cock, but as a person's name!

She wasn’t about to jeopardize that on account of the spoilt bitch she worked for. “I’m really sorry that Amanda has turned into this,” Denise said after a while. “Yeah, me too. It's indeed a huge pity. Meanwhile, could you pass me my phone, please? It’s on the table over there.” “Sure,” Denise replied and brought him the phone. Derek put a call to his best friend, a fellow billionaire, who, unlike Derek, loved to show off his wealth and was always heavily guarded at all times. If anyone would know where to find the best-hired security, it would be Damien.