Davy Jones Lover Novels & Stories

I smile. I know what Damon likes. I still remember. How could I have thought that a young lover was great in bed when Damon was so much better? Damon was the best lover I ever had, and he will always be the best. My young lover in the city is nothing compared to him. He may stumble, but so does Damon. Damon can go for hours, and I am sure he is still the same. Would he have a young lover if he were not good in bed? I will fight for him. Claire Johnson does not stand a chance against me. My young lover might be dreaming of her still, but I am here for Damon, and he is too much of a man for that young thing.

“I thought we had something.” Julie’s gaze softens with pity, and she finally nods, sighing heavily. “You must promise to keep this between us.” “I promise,” I say, my heart pounding. Her voice is barely above a whisper. “Mr. David has only ever loved one woman, and that’s Miss Lizy. She’s… dangerous, ma’am, yet he loved her fiercely. Since childhood, they were inseparable, and he swore to build a life that no one could take from them.”

Josalina laughed very well at my statement and holsing her breath to talk to me, she replied, "Love is not a term that Damon is aware of girl. I have heard that you are good at digging at information, let me give you a hint. How about you count the number of girlfriends he have had with just one fiancee he has been carrying all the time", Josalina answered.

Samson’s words. “Not until you tell me what your female friend was doing in your penthouse half-naked,” Caro whispered back sharply, jealousy swelling in her chest. She didn’t bother to hide it. “Linda. Oh! you met her,” Davis said, realizing from Caro’s expression that she was fuming. But deep down, he loved her jealousy. It reminded him her feelings were real. No lady has sincerely felt that way for him. He smiled again, his hand still firm around her waist, oblivious to the camera flashes sparking around them.

It was clear that Arthur Graham was his obsession. Jennifer again felt hands, large, warm, and calloused, run over her hips and caress the globes of her ass. As she felt them spread her thighs apart, she shivered with anticipation. She almost bit Arthur when a hot tongue began to caress the folds of her need-wet sex. Where she knew, she hid that button that would please them. That scene was decadent, Arthur had one hand on her shoulder and held his member with the other, setting the rhythm of the thrusts into her mouth. And between her thighs, the expert caresses of that afternoon's second lover.

She stayed still and motionless as she took handcuffed to her partner, both of them chained to the wall. Mr Jones Vones was known in the business world for his anger and that was no difference with his personal life but somehow, everytime he spoke to Ivy and she gave him an attitude, he seemed to smile and forgive her. He was soon to realized that it was beyond obsession, it must have been love. He got back to reality as he shifted his gaze from his lover, Ivy to the man who wanted to steal her from him. Rafe! "You're here too!" He said to Rafe as Rafe lifted his eyes to meet Mr Jones Vones. He gave the man a stern look as if to say 'try me', Rafe seemed audacious in a situation that require

He could not believe that a vampire and a wolf could mate, and that Killian's grief was apparent due to the death of Lilo, his late mate. The three boys were spotted at the Moonlight Lounge, in their usual VIP section but with a heavier security presence. Killian was no longer the happy-go-lucky playboy who used to chat up some girls, he was playing with his drink, lost in thoughts. Damon was sitting at the bar, sipping on a big jug of sheep's blood cocktail as he watched his two bestfriends fighting with their own thoughts. Reed was leaning over the railing, seemingly looking down at the dance floor, where the crowd happily danced and made out. He kept twirling a small ribbon in his hand, t

Will he choose his newfound lover over me and Mom? I need to get out, I don’t want to spend my night here crying all night long. This is the worst birthday ever. Exactly 10 o’clock in the evening when I went out of my room. The mansion is already quiet and everyone seems asleep already. Sneaking out of our mansion, I felt the cool night breeze. After a lot of walking, I finally found a taxi passing by. “Good evening mister, can you drop me at the nearest bar? “ I said to the driver.

They can't do anything to help Memphis and Fleur cause they didn't know their story but their hearts hurting for them to have this situation because they love each other back then. "I forgive you too, M-Memphis! I-i'm sorry!" Fleur cries, "I am so sorry, Memphis! And———I Love You Too, L-Love!" That was the last word she says and let herself fall in the ravine.

“Party’s over! Get going.” No one dares to challenge him. Slowly, the crowd disperses, cursing at the Lycan. Stefan stares at the Duke who does not even give him a second glance. Instead, he unties Roseanne. Once she is freed, she collapses but his strong arms catch her. “Don’t worry, my lover,” he whispers in her ear. “You are mine now.” His voice sends a chill down her spine. Something is not right about this man. But she has no strength left and completely blacks out, overwhelmed by the ordeal. The Duke calmly watches his mate fall into a blissful sleep.