Doll Core Novels & Stories

' They looked back, it was the doll during the day, because they had been standing in the corner and didn't notice it. 'Come on, isn't it hot in the doll's costume?' Kristen Oliver had no choice but to vomit, and the doll took off the hood, which turned out to be Jorden Oliver. 'Oh, my God.' Zhu Na surprised to cover your mouth, can't believe the scene before. Jorden Oliver took off his doll costume and looked helpless. 'It's quite hot.' 'Chu Jin.' Juna rushed to hold Jorden Oliver, and the tears that she had been holding back fell instantly.

He'd given her a necklace that cost a few hundred dollars, money he'd saved for a long time. She'd held that simple piece of jewelry and cried like a fool who'd never seen anything so beautiful. He had been so proud then, thinking he was the prince saving Cinderella. A joke. It was all a fucking joke. She was the Thorne Principessa. She'd probably seen more diamonds than he'd seen rocks. Rocco remembered the tattoo, a tangle of black thorns and a blood-red rose between her shoulder blades, wild and dangerous. He used to kiss it every time they made love.

he said demonstrating with air quotes. I was already nervous. We sat in front of his computer and looked through dresses online and how fast they could be delivered and we were stuck between two options, a black bodycon dress with silver beadings and a red sleeveless flare dress. I really liked the black dress simply because it was black but the red dress was also very pretty. “I think you should take the red dress, it'll suit you better considering how highlighted your shoulders are and the color would suit your lips well, the cherry pop effect of your lips would be really breathtaking if paired with the dress” Dante said.

A fake row of hardcovers hid the steel. Found it. Relief surged through me. I slipped on gloves and spun the dial with the code. Click. The handle popped out. Holding my breath, I yanked it open. The door groaned, revealing neat rows of valuables inside. Stacks of euros and dollars, gold bars, jewelry that sparkled under the dim light, and a pile of sealed brown folders. My eyes landed on the one I needed—stamped [Authorization for Sienna's Trust Fund.] I pulled it free, gave it a quick glance, then folded it tight and slid it into my inner pocket.

I tried to console him, “Hey, hey. Calm down, okay? It’s alright. We can always go back to the temple and get you another one.” “No! The doll and I are connected! I can feel what happens to it!” “Connected?” I cleared my throat, “Just because you’re handsome doesn’t mean I’ll believe everything that comes out of your mouth, dude.” “No! You don’t get it! I can actually feel everything that’s done to the doll!” I smiled and calmed myself before replying, “I told you the doll was weird, didn’t I? So, what happened to it?” “I gave it away. I gave it to one of the more handsome ones when we were at the park yesterday.”

The air carried a faint scent of leather, sandalwood, and something darker — desire, perhaps. A tall man entered the room, his presence commanding immediate silence. He looked to be in his mid-thirties, with sharp features, silver-streaked dark hair, and cold gray eyes that seemed to strip away every defense. Professor Elias Voss. His tailored black suit fit him like a second skin, emphasizing broad shoulders and an aura of absolute control.

He reached and picked out ome, lifting it in all direction. "That's a DX-448, real demon, all the way from Germany brother, tough to handle, so watch your step." "It's a little to big, I need something light, unnoticeable, you know what I mean" "Come with me, I've got just what you need" Steel said stroking his beard unknowingly removing a wool that had been stuck ever since Tom got there. Tom and and Still walked in the poorly lighted room that smelled of rotten animal, the strong odor of green flakes lingered in air.

Red hair, big boobs, double piercings — Penelope. "David Argent, oh my God, David it's you" her eyes seemed to brighten when she saw him and before either of them could blink, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. David let go of Dawn's hand to hug her back and Dawn stood, watching in disdain as their hug stretched for a good 20 seconds. "What are you doing in New York?" He asked politely, untangling himself from her when she wouldn't let go.

He did save her from her father but instead took his place in her life to fulfill his needs and desires. "I don't hit as hard as he does right doll?" He asks smirking. "No you don't." She replies trying to smile at him. He doesn’t hurt her that often but his words kill her a thousand times. They make her feel so little; they make her feel like she is a no body. "Daddy only hurts you when you act naughty right doll? When you don't follow his rules." He whispers caressing her cheeks softly. "Yes." She breathes out closing her eyes. A knot starts building up in the pit of her stomach, it feels good to have his touch after such a long time; well not a long time, but it sure does feel like a long

Because this is worse than everything that's happened to me. They guided me to the car and just as we reached the car they shoved me inside I was intimidated. It was intimidating to stay in the mist of them. I was shaking, my teeth chattering. I was a mess. They were all dressed in black like it was cult and plus it was a Black SUV they were using which screamed wealth. “Yes Alpha. We got her” one of them confirmed. Wait there was only one set of creatures that use Alpha_werewolves. Could that mean I was back to a pack. I just hoped that this pack was gonna be different and not like my old pack.