Danielle Steel Novels & Stories

Alexandra finally whispered out fearfully, "Why...what makes you think all of this, sweet heart?" Danielle was pacing angrily and seething as she explained, "I'm sure you know I had her go down on me a while ago. She did amazing and had me orgasming very fast. She even moaned a little as she did it and closed her eyes like she was in pleasure, you both know what I'm talking about."

Daniella smiled as she waved a tiny recorder over her face, of course she wasn’t stupid she got every single detail in record Stella was shocked, her eyes almost watering from fear. “…fine,” Stella whispered finally, defeated. “I’ll do it.” Daniella nodded once. “Good.” She tucked the gun back into her jacket smoothly. “And Stella?” she added, pausing at the door. Stella looked up weakly. “Next time you want revenge…” Daniella’s eyes darkened, “…pick someone weaker.” _____________________________________________ Daniella walked along the crowded city with a lot going on in her head, there was no way she was wrong, she didn’t spend all her life chasing after a man whose underground business w

“Pardon my manners. Meet Zara. Zara, this is Danielle.” “Hi!” Zara forced a smile. “Hello,” Danielle waved brightly. “She looks like more than just a friend,” she winked. “Stop it, Danielle,” Nat teased. “Danielle here is one of the most terrifying cross-examiners alive.” “You could call me Danielle the fiery litigator. I break necks and kick asses in courtrooms for breakfast,” she laughed. “Pleasure,” Zara said bluntly. “Danielle, can I see you for a second?” Nat asked.

With sexual violence and abuse triggers, it is for above 18 and especially for the readers who think that they can handle such a story. Disclaimer No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without written permission of the author. His Steel Princess © A. Gupta 2023. All rights reserved.

I stressed again and he smirked nodding, I entered the building and looked around, damn this was a really big place. Glass everywhere, some floors were glass on the higher levels and I could feel my anxiety kick in, I'm not a fan of heights. I walked towards the receptionist and waited for her to finish talking over the phone. "Good morning and welcome to Daniels Co. May I help you?" she said all professionally with a smile on her face. She had green eyes that gave you the wish effect, her brown hair tied in a tight bun and her lips painted in red, she was beautiful.

Kael says under me, his voice cold and unemotional again, his hands moving away from my body, letting me go. I sigh in something that could be interpreted as disappointment, but I play it out as embarrassment. “Oh, god,” I let out, moving away from his lap, “I’m so sorry… but anyone with a fated mate will understand me, I’m sure.” “Gah! Stop bragging,” Danielle says from the studio with a playful tone, but when I look into her face I can totally see her eyes are still panicked. Because there was a breach, she’s just getting paid to distract the masses.

“So they had an understanding?’ she thought idly, disturbed. As she stared pensively, she saw another figure emerge, and her eyes nearly popped out. Especially when she saw that it was a familiar face, the pixie face with the unruly copper curls peeking out from beneath the hoodie. **** Proserpina I was in the middle of my work at mid-morning. Since it was Christmas Eve, my children were busy screaming and shouting and playing in the house. Baby Claude wanted to join his older siblings who regarded him as a ‘pesky nuisance’, as Piers put it imperiously. I had to catch up on some work, check the progress of some projects we had undertaken, and do other mundane things when the phone rang. It w

Her hazel eyes glinted with a kind of mischief I'd never seen in them before. I knew her little time with Misaki changed a lot about her, but right now, I could clearly see what changed. This Danielle in front of me was increasingly bold and daring. She had no problem turning me on, even in the presence of over a hundred other people. If that isn't hot, then I don't know what is. "What I need...is your full, undivided attention or trust me..." She said, leaning close to my ear to whisper her next words.

It was like we had stumbled upon some long-forgotten, abandoned castle - and who knew what secrets it held? As we approached, a large group of people, including both men and women, stood around the stairs leading up to what appeared to be a stone stage. Dane emerged and ascended the steps, followed by two men who escorted Catrina out. She had clearly been badly beaten, with bruises and blood staining her face. I stepped forward, but Kendra caught my arm and whispered, “Don’t,” keeping her eyes on the events ahead. How could she remain so composed while I was a bundle of nerves? My stomach was churning, and I felt like throwing up.

He smiled coyly at me. "Why would I bribe you to focus on your own education?" I sighed. "It's not a bribe, it's just something to keep me happy." "I'm not your partner, you sick fucker. And neither am I your dad." "Yeah whatever. Still get me dinner, okay? I'm broke." I rolled my eyes, leaning back. "Is this space free?" Brown eyes met mine. Curly ginger hair, rainbow sweatshirt, baggy pants. She looked British.