Dorothy Novels & Stories

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

she said, determined. Dorothy was busy in her workspace when a knock sounded on her door. Chloe stepped in. There was something familiar about her, but Dorothy couldn’t quite place it. She recalled that Chloe had stolen her phone before, but there was something else… "Alora," Chloe called affectionately, and Dorothy raised an eyebrow. Did she just call her Alora? "Sorry?" Dorothy asked, slightly confused. "Mrs. Dorothy, I’m sorry. You just remind me so much of someone," Chloe quickly corrected herself. "I know you don’t have a good im

I couldn't help but smile when I see her interest in our ancestors history, I decided to let my presence known but stopped when I saw Diego creeping in from the other corner. What I saw made my blood boil. The grace and courage with which Daisy handled the whole situation made me realize that she is not a normal woman. She's a person with surviving skilles, she knows how to handle her problems. She isn't a damsel in distress but more like a queen of the jungle herself.

she said eyeing him. I like forgetting the part that we are sex slaves .Mr B who I have never met is the owner of this building he claims is an orphanage so that he can avoid the government.Once in a year they come and we have to lie to them about our well being sometimes i just feel like screaming out everything to their face ,I know it isn't going to end well. "What up girl I heard Theressa has been bought."Kate said in a whisper . That's what happen here the girls are bought for sex service and sometimes they return them when they are tired of using them.Just like me the man that bought me was an old man me got tired of me fighting him so he returned me .

Wayne said, "This matter has nothing to do with you. Don't beat yourself up for it. "Father is still upset. Once he calms down, I'll go plead with him to release Mom." Janice felt a pang of unease in her heart. She could easily use a few words to manipulate Wayne and have him wrapped around her finger. Likewise, Alicia was nothing but a love-struck dingbat. But Dorothy was different. She was born into a top upper-class family and had seen her fair share of sly tactics within the circle. If Dorothy realized that she had been tricked, wouldn't she absolutely detest her?

The wine is water. Dorothy is brought in, dressed in a pretty little gown. She looks confused by the noise. She seeks my eyes, and I force a semblance of a smile. It feels like a crack in my face. Jessica reaches for her, pulling her close, murmuring about being a family. Dorothy stiffens, her small body going rigid. She doesn’t pull away, but her eyes dart to me, seeking rescue. I give a tiny, helpless shake of my head. Not now, little wolf. I can’t.

Every single one of them. Or at least some cared about preserving the family which included Ledger. Dorothy smiled warmly. “Come here.” Huh? “Come on, now… I don't bite. You should consider yourself lucky. I don't do this for everyone.” What did she want now? I thought, taking tentative steps in her direction. As soon as I was within reach, Dorothy pulled me for a hug. “Men can be such asses, can't they?” She whispered into my ear. “It almost makes you want to become a nun or something.”