Da Nina Novels & Stories

Nina The cool, smooth fingers over my mouth were the first thing I noticed. Next, was the strangely familiar voice… soft and soothing. “It’s okay, Nina. I’m getting you out of here.” As my eyes came to focus in the dark room, the next thing I made out was a curly head of red hair, a freckled nose, and bright green eyes. Daphne. Once she realized that I wasn’t going to scream, she let out a soft sigh of relief and removed her hand from my mouth, taking a step back. “We don’t have much time,” she whispered. “Come on, we’ve got to go.”

“Why are you here so early in the morning, all wide awake and dolled up like this? Your energy is wild right now. Were you with a guy?” Nina chuckled and sighed. “In a way, yes.” She cleared her throat, then looked me dead-on and said, “Okay. Promise you won’t judge.” “Promise.” “I got a job dancing at a club near here.” She paused to let that sink in.

The music blaring in the background, people of all shapes and sizes conversing and having a good time. Nadia walked to the bar to order a drink to get her nerves in check. It wasn't every day she was meeting a possible Sub. Usually, Nadia was a Sub, but after her last Dom. She shook her head to rid the thought. It was better to be a Dom. At least this way, she wouldn't have to give up the life she loved, especially since she'd lost her trust in everybody. Thanks to him, she dare not think his name.

The light of the oil lamps shone from the inside. "We have prepared a special chamber for you." "Oh wow!" I breathed. "Are you sure I can stay here?" "Yes, this is called 'Damnak Chandra', the Moon Chamber," one of them told me. I was impressed when we entered the enormous room. "If you need anything, there are palace maids to tend to your needs at all times, Your Holiness." "Please, don't call me that," I said. "I'm not holy or anything. Just call me Nikita."

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

Caleb gripped the steering wheel tightly. “Caleb?” Through clenched teeth, he said, “She was a redhead, Diana. He’s a red lupus garou looking for a mate. There must be a shortage of eligible females in the area.” Diana's throat felt parched as if she’d crossed the Badlands without a lick of water.

You are the same tomorrow. Me: But where? Nina: Night out with my officemates. Me: Officemates? I thought you're the boss? Nina: I interned at Uncle's company, I don't know if my mother changes her mind. what's wrong with you. Me: Well, I don't like going to bars. Besides, I might be out of place? Nina: Not that! Two girls, two gays, when you're out of place I'll dance naked on stage.

Without wasting time, Scott carried her to the best and shoved his phallus into her dripping wet pussy and f*cked her with so much strength. "Argh!...yes!...yes!" Salome cried out, moaning under him. After, they both released, Salome panted heavily while Scott lay beside him. Already asleep so fast. "Gorilla! He almost killed me." Salome spat as she stole a glance at Scott. She pulled the bedsheet up to cover their nakedness and she slept off too. * * The next day, Nina was taken to school. She was so happy. Maybe finally, she's going to see Alicia again. Daniel was the one who brought her to school and when he saw Alicia, they both bid themselves goodbye with smiles on their face.

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

“Damon doesn’t want you here. He’s keeping you around for the baby, but you? You’re just an inconvenience. For now, until he finds someone else to nurse and take care of the child.” Sienna’s chest rose and fell in slow, measured breaths. She didn’t look at me, but I could see the strain in her expression, the war behind her eyes.