Desir Herrman Novels & Stories

Her voice sounded needy in the quiet space. Damien continued training. He circled the heavy bag slowly, throwing combinations. But he had known about her visits for a long time. He had tracked her phone and laptop through family-shared accounts and hidden apps. He had seen every search she made late at night; step-uncle, older man, rough sex, breeding, being used. He knew she came here to watch him. Tonight he let her think she was still hidden. He listened to every soft moan and every wet sound her fingers made. His cock started thickening inside his shorts as he heard her say his name again, clearer and more desperate.

The sight of him cheating on me turns me on so badly which I can't explain as I slipped my hand under my skirt without thinking as my fingers brushed my panties which were already soaked. I bite my lips while circling my clit slowly matching to the rhythm of his thrusts. “This is so insane and I still can't believe that I'm getting off on my husbands infidelity?” I said. Jim flips her over while spreading her legs wide as he hooked them over his shoulders. “Look at me while I fill you up,” he demanded slamming back in. He kept bouncing on each other while her nails racked his back. “Jim, oh fuck you are so big and I want you to ruin pussy!”

"You say that every time." "And I mean it every time." That earned a laugh. A genuine one. Damon pointed dramatically. "There it is." "Oh no." "Oh yes." Serena rolled her eyes. The familiar exchange felt easy. Comfortable. And for some reason Damon suddenly understood something important. Serena wasn't falling for Kael because he was rich, powerful or even handsome. She was falling because of the version of Kael nobody else got to see. The father. The man beneath the flashing figures. And honestly? That was far more dangerous. Because that version was real.

We were in the big conference room, whiteboards covered in notes, laptops open, takeout containers scattered across the table. We’d been going back and forth for an hour about the closing line of the TV spot. “It’s too much,” I said for the third time, leaning back in my chair. “It’s going to come off desperate.” “It’s supposed to feel desperate,” he shot back, not looking up from his screen. “That’s the point. Desire isn’t polite.” “Desire also isn’t alienating half the audience.” He finally looked at me, eyes tired but sharp. “You think sex sells by being polite?”

My heartbeat started to increase rapidly, because of what I'm seeing right now and I'm bothering for my life as if it continues my heart will explode anytime soon. "Sheila, you are really. really... really... a stupid. Go and collect your award from him." I mentally slapped. I have no idea how I had ended up in this situation. He was another version of Hitler and known as arrogant, which was written in the article. His personality is still unpredictable who has no limit to reach his desire, which may cost for another life too.

“Is that… what I think it is?” Elena groaned. “Clara—” “That’s her, isn’t it?” Clara whispered, eyes wide. “Scarlett. The mafia queen. The owner of Club Vixen.” Elena said nothing. Clara grinned. “I remember the other night now. That’s who you’ve been thinking about.” Elena’s face turned crimson. “Clara, stop.” “Oh my God, girl,” Clara teased, taking a sip of her drink. “No wonder you were staring like you saw a ghost. She looks even more dangerous in daylight.”

But she wouldn't deny that she was even happier when the professor was just like this. "God knows how i wish to announce you as mine in the whole campus." Hera's heart was pounding because of what she heard. Every feelings, every beat of her heart is new. She is new to this world. But she is praying that whatever she is doing is right. She is praying that whatever happenings between her and the professor is true. But she believes that everything's gonna be alright as long as you are happy. And she's happy with the man infront of her, her Professor. Because of the professor, she worked even harder to finish her studies. Sir Clinton became her inspiration. This was the first person she admire

I clicked on Dana's message to reply. To Dana: I already noticed you so don't be mad :) She immediately reacted angrily to my message so I just laughed. To Anna: They say people who judge so much in others' life die easily? Don't worry, I will visit you at your grave! I have another thought to say so I messaged her again. To Anna: Btw, satan is on his way there! He just called me earlier, congrats! To Erika: Don't act like innocent, I know you're better than me... that's what your exes say. Be careful, don't leave the house because there are giant d!ck waiting for you :)

He was a little agitated as he didn't want to mess up the meeting because it would be his only source to get accurate information about Daisy. Daniel Hermani was one of the top big fishes amongst the big shots in the whole world,along with him were the Montello, the Salvatores and the De Vierres. He's the CEO of Hermani Electronics and Technology Corporation, the largest technology company internationally. Unexpectedly, Dr. Santiago knew him personally and did not hesitate to give him his contact number.

That, or they don't think she is much of a threat. Once she is free, I rub at the raw skin on her wrists and ankles before lacing my fingers through her, encouraging her to follow me to the door. Just inside her room is a cardboard sleeve stuck to the wall. I quickly snatch the papers from it, examining the words handwritten on the front. Erin Matthews. Client: Joe Flint. Comments: Requested three total services. $4,765 - general mutilation package. $2,000 - Keepsake package. $5,000 - death package.