Dora Baddie Novels & Stories

It was now Dora noticed how handsome the guy beside her was and he somehow looked familiar, but she couldn't place it , thinking hard she started feeling somehow in between her legs like she needed to be fucked . " O my goodness " , Dora sighed opening the two first buttons of her shirt , cause she was putting on a tank top which had buttons in front, still not feeling okay she used her hands to fan air on her face. Seeing that the drug has started taking effect, Damien pulled over at the side of the road looking at her he acted concern asking if she was ok. O my goodness what's wrong with me why do I suddenly feel horny , I think it's cause I drank a lot at the club , Dora said to her self

“Maybe, it all depend what you can do for me” “What will that be?” “Don’t play dump little girl, you know what I want,” “I told you time and time again Dax that you are a disgusting and I want no part of you,” “Look here child you never had a real man, let me show you want I can do. I promise I will make you feel good.”

“They don’t exist.” She chuckled. “You have weirder imagination, Percie.” I stood up. “You have no idea. That woman here before, I think of her as a zombie with a horn and fangs. She has no brains, but she whispers to everyone and takes them to her lair, then eats their brains, skins them, then drains their blood, and throws them afterward.” She giggled. Did she just giggle? ”You’re gonna be a good writer, Percie.”

I wouldn't sacrifice my life and seek for the pathetic ending. "There she is!" I almost rolled my eyes when I saw the home wrecker Sharon. She's wearing a red dress with her crimson red lipstick and its absolutely absurd. She look like a devil in red. Well, she really is a devil and red is perfect to describe how hellish she is. I walked downstairs. I saw Akira watching TV in the sofa, she glanced at me and I caught her rolling eyes. I know, dear. I know you hate me and I'm glad the feeling is mutual.

Raising her hand to wave. “Hey, it’s your Uncle Dan!” It’s my friend Keegan. Is that my Uncle Ben? Calling them over to us. “Hey, my name’s Taylor.” Hi, I’m Cleo. Magnolia. Dolphin. Blue. “This is my daughter, Sadie.” My little girl, Petal. This is Anastasia. Lola. Jean. Because names aren’t really important. Just a collection of sounds we give to each other. I guess any word or sentence is, really.

The way he leaned back, his fingers lazily twirling a pencil between them, eyes half-lidded in that way that said I don’t care but posture saying I’m calculating everything. That dangerous balance of mischief and intelligence. I’d seen it before, imovies. In villains you couldn’t help but root for. The ones you couldn't help but take their side. The ones you found yourself falling for, against everything. I shook my head. This wasn’t a movie. This was real. And I wasn’t some girl who melted the moment a new boy smiled her way. I was Aurora Hart. The Ice Queen. The loner. The outcast by choice. I wouldn't tolerate any bs.

This time Daksh said pouting," Mamma, hi es net a bed min. Hi sied thet hi lubs us. Hi gev me toklates. ( Mamma, he is not a bad man. He said that he loves us. He gave me chocolates). Devika replied sternly," Never take anything from that scary man. If he again comes then don't even open the door. Understood?" They all nodded their head hearing their mother. Devika doesn't want any of her kid to be close with Abhinav. She wants them only for herself. Daksh is changing the channels on the TV when Devika heard a news. The reporter is saying," Today at city gate police have found a dead body of a woman which was in very bad condition. Someone had brutally killed the woman and hanged her on the

"You bastard! How dare you put your hands on me!" But I wasn't that scared kid anymore—the one who just stood there crying while she hit me. I caught her wrist in midair. Kaden saw what was happening and came over to help her. Two against one. Soon, they had me pinned to the floor. Eleanor slapped me across the face. Hard. Twice. "You ungrateful snake. I should have drowned you when you were little."

Julia suggested, “Did they catch her front face? Maybe it’s just someone trying to defame our company. We never had her name or profiles; Mr. Cunningham is protective of his daughter.” “If it wasn’t her, why Mr. Cunningham would desperately block it up.” Patricia puckered her forehead. “Anyway, our princess was spoiled. And the most interesting part of this story is that Nathan Sadoc, the hottest billionaire downtown, was once in love with an ordinary girl…” “Oh, I heard about this!” Julia cut in, “But I thought it was just gossip.” “It’s not! The girl did exist. They met at the university and fell in love at a party. Very romantic. But then. No one knows. She just disappeared.”

Alex humped herself. Alex turned to the bathroom door where Angelina was. "Why did she take so long inside?" Alex frowned. "She's not thinking of harming herself, is she?" Alex lifted the bad cover that had been covering her, then quickly ran to catch up with Angelina. Brak! Alex broke down the bathroom door in a hurry. And Alex's guess wasn't wrong, Angelina had drowned herself in the bathtub for who knows how long. "Angelina!" Alex lifted the girl's pale body and pulled her out of the water. Angelina's lips were blue with cold, her body was very cold and there were obvious scars from Alex's rough treatment last night. Alex was sorry.