Datura Stories Novels & Stories

Darius stood behind me like a conqueror, one hand wrapped around my throat, the other squeezing my breast hard enough to make me moan. “Look at them,” he growled loudly, making sure his voice carried. “These are your people. The ones you failed to protect. Tonight, they will watch their proud princess become my royal sex whore.” I tried to cover myself, but he slapped my hands away. He pushed me forward until I was bent over the thick stone railing. My breasts hung over the edge, fully exposed to everyone below. Darius kicked my legs apart, then grabbed one of my thighs and lifted it high, hooking it over the railing so I was standing on only one leg completely spread open like a whore.

Drey came with a grunt, spilling and coating her walls with his semen. The door to the balcony got tugged open and quickly they scrambled apart, with Emma yanking her shorts on quickly pretending as if she hadn't just gotten the best fuck of her life.

I felt trapped, suffocated by the pressure of returning to my father's company and going home to the annoying voice of that girl. And then, in a moment of raw vulnerability, I uttered those words that have stamped their presence in my heart: “Elena can never be my wife I will make her regret not running away”. I vowed silently, with my jaw set in determination as I took a shot of whiskey. “Hey man, get me another shot,” I ordered the bartender. I took a quick gulp of the whole drink and dropped the glass. As I was about to head out of the bar stool, I noticed a slender lady waltz her way in. She had Auburn hair just like my mom, her style was so classy. She was dressed in a skimpy red backle

Everything was fine but nothing was good. My daughter despite being her father lives with someone else. Zoya and Sameer Bhai helped me to raise my daughter or else I don't know how I would give my daughter a mother's love. Because of my wife, one lie. I lost my first love, my wife. she was suffering from a blood clot still she hid her pregnancy news and at last because of complications I lost her. My wife left us alone. . Time Flies .

I consoled him and gave him some water. “She locked me up in the store room” “WHAT? IN THE STOOR ROOM? HOW DID YOU COME HERE! Tell me everything.” I questioned. “I was locked inside since morning and when she opened me up, I ran and hid here. She warned me that she’ll lock me again if I told this to anyone.” I stood up and as I went forward Zac held my leg and started to cry. “Please don’t go. I don’t want to get locked please.”

Just then the door of the store was kicked opened and two vampires appeared "Shit" I cursed as I reached for my gun shooting one of them dead , the second dodged the bullet whipping me with a whip that had silver nitrate in it, I groaned in pain, falling down and just then I saw Jerry leap on the vampire tearing her to pieces, turning he wore his clothes holding my hand, leading us out of the store.

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

It's a sunny day in the area 017 where we can see children playing in the parks, people dancing, just enjoying the day and the busiest part of the area was in the center of where there is an old Cafe owned by an old couple famous in the whole of Area 017. The cafe is well known in the area because of its coffee and food. Old recipes of the vintage foods with the delicious aroma of coffee in the air makes people wanna stay more because it helps them relax and reminds them of the past world. The food is famous not only because of the vintage recipes but also the preparation that is handled by one chef named Dard Teofila a young 20 year old tall chef with dark hair and dark complexion who had

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Thankful for not having to hide my pregnancy any longer, I took off the hoodie and then told Austin that I was going to scrub the bloody words off the wall in the living room. “We need to discuss your challenge,” Danta asserted to Austin as I walked past him to the back door. “Help me toss these bird corpses to the edge of the forest for the scavengers,” He responded. “Get me a pitchfork and a wheelbarrow,” Dante requested, and I smiled at them both before I closed the rear door.