Dandy's World Wattpad Novels & Stories

This was of them. ‘’Madam, he had such hopes but it was voted out. Danny wants the Grey Empire which he dreamt of building to be owned solely by the Greys so he could control most of everything and better make decisions and not just be driven by the drive to earn dividends like the shareholder.

“Just try to stay away from him." “Oh, okay, sis she said and took a deep breath. I am trying to keep Sherry calm because she always worries about her bully. Yes, all of us girls are bullied by the gang that is Wade is mine, Derrick aka D-Man is Sherry’s, Ryan is Samie Marie, Will is Vanessa aka Nessie, and finally, Wyatt Richardson is Sammy, Wade's cousin. Is it strange, really? Why do all of us have a bully? How about that, they are all freaking friends. Being sarcastic. Cherry thought.

Danny rolled his eyes, "more than bigwig, he is the heir of the L.N Group, the whole city will shake if he stomps his foot. however, if you want to Hook up with him, you better give up. Raymond Yates hates women jumping on him. you might as well Hook up with Todd, and if he gets tired of the model, you might be the next lucky one." Danny would have never expected not only did she know Raymond, she is his wife. Elsa looked up at Denny in anger. "aren't we proper entertainment company, why are you encouraging me to find a sugar daddy?" a sneer emerged on Danny's face, which made him gayer. "don't look down on those girls! how long have you been acting? have you ever had a leading role? there a

A:- Dude you are forgetting that my cousin is a gynaecologist she told me that and she also told me about the water bag and about the chocolates it was you who told me . D:- Thanks man . A:- No worries dude and go and talk to her . D:- ( thinking a bit he moved towards their walk-in closet and picked some comfy clothes for tanya and moved towards the door ) Open the door love . T:- I don't want to come out now please . D:- (looking towards his dad he signalled him to go with the flow ) Okay , don't come out then Here are your clothes and your towel .

But this time, it wasn't even my house, there was no plan of a game or whatever, I just said it because I needed an opportunity with hot daddy. And now that I have said it, I have to follow through to the end. Make sure I get that opportunity with him. It was going to be a lot of effort, and I knew that quite well. I hated the situation. I hated myself for being hopelessly lost in a fantasy that just wouldn't get off my mind. I hated hot daddy more for being so difficult a nut to crack. But I didn't hate him enough to get off his tail. I still want him to f**k me sore once, maybe twice or for the rest of my pathetic life.

"Miss Whitfield, since you're asking for an interview with me, you must want something from me, right? As long as you give me a good night, as long as your request isn't excessive, I'll agree to it." Eleanor pretended not to hear and calmly continued with the interview questions. "Writer Vane, you write men's fiction — what's your opinion on the genre?" "Men's fiction is pretty good," Writer Vane said solemnly. "When I write, I always think it through. Uh, how should I put it — let me give you an example. When I write a passionate scene, my blood surges!" I will endure this! Eleanor continued, "Some say online men's fiction is too immoral — the male lead has more than a dozen women, all of t

They could smell the inexperience on my fictional characters, the fumbling uncertainty of a man who’d only ever seen a real cock in a gym locker room. I needed inspiration. I needed the real thing. I needed to see it, to hear it, to smell the sex in the air until it was so thick I could choke on it. And I knew exactly where to get it. Damian. He wasn’t just a guy; he was a myth. The captain of the lacrosse team, with a face that could make angels weep and a body that looked like it had been carved from granite and sin. The rumors about him were epic, whispered in hushed, reverent tones in dark bars and sticky dorm rooms. They said he was insatiable, a god of pleasure who left a trail of sati

DRIPPING IN TEMPTATION 2 AVA OH, FUCK! I messed up. As soon as I finally climaxed I heard a creak of the floorboards. Someone must've heard me. I quickly dash over the balcony hoping it was Conrad by the pool but there was no one. Defeated, I head to the shower and get myself ready. “Hey, Danie” I answered my best friend's call only to hear her squeal and rage about the party CONRAD FUCKING BLAKE was hosting.

he suddenly asked. Phoenix almost spilled the alcohol out of his mouth. Daniel chuckled. “I’m too old, boy. I can tell if a man was obsessed with a woman with just one look.” Obsessed? He’s obsessed with that stripper? Not a chance. Nic wanted to laugh. That’s ridiculous. He doesn’t even know that woman! “No, Dad. You’re mistaken. There is no woman. It’s just work, I swear.” He winced. “And now you sounded defensive.” Daniel let out a chuckle.

“If you think I am, then I accept, or else I’d be failing to live up to your grind and expectations." “What exactly do you want to do with Dawn?" “Don't worry, I won't kill him at least, I'm a businessman, I'll naturally maximize his value." Magda couldn't guess what was in Damon’s mind. She sighed and finally compromised, "What do you want in exchange for Dawn?” Damon replied, nonchalantly. "I want WORLD." WORLD was a premium shopping mall under Mont’s umbrella, where the world's top luxury was gathered, and it was also the only one in Spain with a membership system.