Chiara Bautista Short Story Novels & Stories

I smirked and Crista laughed, her cheeks took a slight pink color, giving her more life. "I think you got yourself a smart, handsome and adorable man Meadow, your mom would be proud," She sighed and Meadow smiled. "I wish she was here to meet him," Meadow replied with a hint of sadness; I squeezed her hand gently. Crista was an old soul with a charm; she had a huge sense of humor and it didn't take her long to start telling us both stories of when she and Meadow's mother would go out and get into trouble; some of her anecdotes were completely something else, Meadow herself was gasping in surprise at some of the things she found out her mother and Crista had done. I really liked Crista, and s

TALES OF INSTANT LUST - SHORT READS Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy.

The rescue team stomped snow off their boots inside the cabin, flashlights sweeping across the room. I stood there clutching the blanket around my naked body, Jax’s hot cum still leaking slowly down my inner thighs. My legs felt weak. “Miss, are you okay?” one of the rescuers asked, a burly man in a bright orange jacket. “We got the road cleared enough to get you both out of here.” Jax stood beside me looking perfectly calm, like we hadn’t just been fucking against the wall minutes ago. He even smiled at them. “We’re both fine. Rough couple of days, but we managed.”

Nevertheless, her mate had to kill her in the end. "Reading the story of the crazy queen, aren't we?" A voice suddenly interrupted my reading. I looked up to see a brunette chick grinning at me. She was leaning on the shelf with her arms across the chest, her face widening to a smile. She had a long turned-up nose with heart-shaped wide lips. Her hooded eyes were crinkling with amusement. Did I even know her? "Umm- yeah. It kind of looked intriguing." I quietly whispered as we were in the library.

“Why are you wearing his shirt?” “Long story,” she said. “I’m Chiara. And, given that you match the description we were given, I’m guessing you’re Amy. My father is itching to get his hands on you.” “Really?” I made it sound like I didn’t believe her. Part of me did. “Anything which weakens Alpha Kane … Yet it seems to me he has his own demons.” I had to ask. “Did he hurt you?” Chiara shuddered. “I was in line to be gang raped by the jailers when something changed. I’ll be honest with you, Luna. It was when I mentioned my father’s plan.”

Something mine. Not stolen, not given by blood money, not forced into my hands by a father’s cruelty. Just me, learning, building, making something out of nothing. For two hours, I wasn’t Amelie, Santiago’s daughter. I wasn’t the girl who had been tied in a warehouse waiting to die. I wasn’t the woman three brothers had bled for. I was just Chiara Bellini. And Chiara Bellini was doing just fine. She didn't need anything else added to her life because she had all she had ever wished for.

Chapter 2 “Did you see this one?” The voice surprised us both. We turned to see the counter woman who had come up behind us. She pointed to a long, full-page story. “It’s my favorite.” Her hand rested on the page as we read what she was pointing at. I saw a faint smile at the corner of her mouth as she noticed where my fiancé’s left hand had disappeared to. Carrie must have noticed as well, but she was too turned on to let go. (And I surely didn’t want her to pull back either!)

"Then I will kill her before Elara finishes the chapter." The forest gasped. But Jasper…. Didn't flinch. He knew Marek didn't mean it or maybe he did. But at least not yet. Back in her world. Elara gasped as her bedroom door creaked open on its own, wind blew through the cracked window. On her laptop, the newest file opened by itself. CHAPTER 31: "THE QUEEN OF SHADOWS" But…she hadn't written that. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard. She hadn't even thought about it.

Leonardo's POV It was already past ten p.m. I sped down the deserted road. My mind was elsewhere, still reeling from the phone call with my steward. My little niece, who had bipolar disorder, had started with her unnecessary tantrums again. Suddenly, a figure stumbled onto the road. “Shit!” I slammed on the brakes, hitting my car horn. A young woman, battered and bruised, crumpled on the ground. I leapt out, rushing to her side.

2 Angelo quickly turned Chiara's body, taking advantage of her, and parting her lips with a strong, long passionate kiss. All that Chiara did to keep her on her feet from the effect of his kiss was to hold his shirt collar with both hands, and after a few minutes of his drunken kiss, their minds completely disappeared in it, and the rebellious feelings remained, Chiara moved away about him and she feels dizzy; Forgetting completely how this topic started, I changed it completely! But she glimpsed the sky and realized that it was quickly starting to get dark and night came and she asked him.. Wait, when does the party start?!