Chihaya Anon Novels & Stories

To deal with my frustration, I decided to stick to my usual routine. Back in England, after every uninspiring night with Heather, I’d pull out my phone and log into OnlyFans to watch my favorite creator, Regina Khalifa. She was an anonymous superstar, always wearing a signature blonde wig with pink stripes and a signature white pantomime mask. She was known for her incredible curves and a voice that could make a man lose control in seconds. I stood up, suddenly needing a bottle of water and some air. I crept out into the hallway, my footsteps muffled by the plush carpet. As I passed a bedroom, I heard it. A muffled, rhythmic sound.

Unafraid. Not kneeling. Not bowing. Just… observing. One steps forward. A woman. Tall, silver-haired, her presence sharp but measured. She radiates absence—like something important was deliberately removed from her. She inclines her head slightly. “Rory of Midnight.” I don’t like that she knows my name. “You crossed into my territory,” I say evenly. She smiles faintly. “No. We crossed into uncharted territory.” Ethan’s hand brushes mine. Ready.

Despite them not really knowing about us being wolves, the fact that she had a lover over her husband was enough to have others putting a question mark. “If it isn’t our famous Pakhan and his beloved maiden” Andreas Garcia, one of the Mexican partners we had. The man was an heir of the Garcia family, and not only was he arrogant, but he was one of the men who had helped with spreading the rumors of the scandal that happened in hopes to benefit from them.

He looks at me as if I'm the most interesting thing to him. "What the hell is going on?" He kinda chuckles at me,"You're a spicy thing aren't you? Don't seem to let anything or anyone scare you. Makes sense. You're someone to be feared. Not one to fear others." "Who are you?" I asked raising my left eyebrow up towards the sky. "Me, I'm Rylin, Alpha of the Blood moon pack, and this is my Betta Jordie." I bust out laughing. " Hold on you're trying to tell me you're werewolves," i was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe,

“I see you wanted to remind me about the meeting; i didn’t need your help, by the way.” He left like he hadn't just touched me, his hands behind swinging beside him as he walked like a monster, full of pride. What did he mean by he didn’t need my help? It’s my position as his personal maid to take care of things like that. Did he really downgrade me, saying that I was useless? Tch! “As we all know, my personal assistant, Samantha, was attacked by someone who learned the art of Tai. We struggled as we took an investigation on the case, and now the Gamma, Kyle, has caught him.” Ryu let out.

he bent down and said in her ear "I am your monster and you are my Dark Hidden Paradise " ///Guys...it's Sriste here....it's a story of some dangerous mystery with obsessjve love...so please support me with your love...I can tell u all that I will make you love with every character in story...Follow me in my Instagram : sriste__author.///

Erica answered. Joan sat beside Erica "what are you doing here?" "Having fun with my friend as you can see" Erica spread her hands apart smiling. Joan looked up at Sarah and waved her hand at her. "I'm Joan Johnson, a writer" she introduced bringing forth her hand for a handshake. "I'm Sarah, I work in the bank" she answered. Joan laughed "really... that's nice, most bankers I know don't really have time to have fun." Sarah scoffed "I guess I am a different banker then."

The whispers and stares finally quietened, I guess the rumors finally died down. I was at my table in class, when a girl walked up to me. "Jinny right?" She had short brown hair with purple highlights, pink full lips and a nose ring "Yeah" "Hi, I'm Rebecca," smiling, she stretched out her hand "Nice to meet you" I smiled back, taking her hand "Are you new here?" "Nope" "How come I haven't seen you around though?"

It’s so much easier to refer to Jonathan Thomas as JT, which he would rather go by anyway when we aren’t using our handles. “Look, C.H.A.O.S is dating Carley. We’ve been friends with her for over a decade longer than you guys have. She told us about you guys by the way. That’s for alleviating her boredom and sexual desires, but we can take of her now,” I say smugly with the undercurrent of a threat in my voice. “She is OURS, not yours.” “Thank you also for taking care of and looking after her as well,” Weston says, and I give a disapproving glare.

He gave me back my note. For the rest of the class, he didn't distract me. At the end of the class, we parted ways. I had to get a textbook for my next class so I went to my locker. I opened it, took the textbook, and closed it to see someone resting on the locker next to mine. It was Tiana Cooper. If you must know, Tiana Cooper was the biggest bitch at Queens High and also the school's number one whore. Not to be mean but she fucked around. Even Chris had tapped her.