Dub Con Novels & Stories

that gets my attention and I walk to him standing up in my full height at 5'5 my heels making me feel taller than I am. He bites his lips looking at me from my toes to my cute cat ears he has never looked at me sexually or anything like that to him I am an abomination since I am mixed his words not mine " You will give me the money " Yes I will Jude is not handsome in a classical way he has a broken nose he's pale he has obsidian hair but he has a body of a magic Mike dancer if you have seen one not big just lean enough to have the six pack my friend Carmen has a bit of a crush on him.

“No one is around. You can stop staring at me as if I am someone special to you,” I breathed, feeling uncomfortable under his burning gaze. “Why?” Malik asked calmly, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine. “It’s simple. You are gay,” I scoffed bitterly. “And you believed that?” he smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement. ~~~ Odeya is the future Luna of the Mooncrest Pack. She never liked that her destined mate came from the Duskbane family, but she slowly fell in love with him after he defended her from her stepsister, who constantly mocked her for her body size and for being a Wolfless Omega. Just three days before their wedding, Odeya overhears her mate reminding

“Where did you hear that shit?” I could hear the skepticism in Dude number two’s voice. “It’s all there on Shifter,” Dude number one replied. “Seriously?” “Seriously, Dude.” I glanced over, and they both had their phones open. This Shifter thing must either be a website or an app. The bartender came back to check on us; we each ordered a refill. “Can we get a table?” “I’ll ask.” “Thanks.” I checked on the app first. Sure enough, there it was. It had the High Council logo. “Learn something new every day,” I commented while creating an account.

After breakfast, the twins followed Diane and me to her room, where we all sat on the bed, watching her as she drifted off to sleep. “We have a problem,” Adam said once it's been confirmed that Diane is fast asleep. I raised my brow, “What's the problem?” “The council,” he sighed, dragging his hand across his hair, “There's a council meeting in less than two weeks and our mother is right. We don't know how to convince them that this is okay, or how to make them believe.” I frowned, “Is their approval such a big deal?" They both stared at me as if I had gone crazy.

Donald woke up at 3am and went to the library. He sat down and went through the company's record, growth, stocks and previous trade partners. He went through the list of employees, hired and sacked. He smiled when he came across a familiar name. Christopher. Christopher was his first personal assistant and secretary. He was more than an employee, he was a brother. Unfortunately, Christopher decided to emback on monastery. He became a monk.

A loud music came from the room, mixed with the voice of cheers and laughter, it also smelled like sex and cigers. Some were watching a football match, few were gathered around a table in a hot discussion, while the rest had girls on their laps, who laughed and giggled at every word being said, funny or not. "Terry where is the Boss?" A red haired name Drumbo said as he took a tip from whatever was contained in the red cup he held in his hands.

My mum's words re-echoed in my head, slicing through me like a blade as I realized that I had successfully been played by both father and son. Don Luciano made false promises after ruining my life and forcing me into this Cage. How could he? And I was starting to think he was different. I burst into laughter at my own stupidity as my heart tightened against my chest, tears pooling at the corner of my eyes. I reached for my phone on the floor and dailed his number, wanting to hear directly from him. It went straight to Voicemail but I didn't care and tried again, till it finally connected. I was about to speak when;

She just acted like she didn't say anything. " Nothing Mr. Mateo. So good morning and you're late!" She pressed the word Late. Her eyes and expression were dead as a ghost. " Uhm, shall we start?" Daniel, their spokesperson interrupted the tension between the two angry souls. Argus Mateo just shrugged while Anika Perez rolled her eyes at him. They started the meeting, regarding the plan to built a new resort near the Miami area. It was Argus' plan and she rejected it. " It's not a great idea to build there, besides that place is --is" she's getting sensitive again.

"Glory, glory, Hallelujah! Glory, glory, praise the Lord!" They clapped in a rhythmic, driving beat, their voices rising to the ceiling in a crescendo of spiritual fervor. Hands were thrust into the air, bodies swayed. "Come and see what the Lord has done!" they sang, their eyes closed in ecstasy, a stark contrast to the sterile silence that had inhabited the room moments before.

I couldn’t sleep, I kept tossing on the bed, feeling a little bit dizzy, went to have a cold bath to cool my nerves. I decided to call my Smith. Calling from Metropolitan hotel in Dubai “am I talking to Mr. Smith Collins?” “Who are you, calling on Smith this ungodly hour?” “You’re lost long friend, Labby baby.” I said. Smith rushed to the toilet to receive the call, away from his wife that was sleeping noisily on the bed. She is good at snoring, since she gave birth to two, she developed this irritating habit of snoring, could it be because she has put on some weight? He was excited to hear my voice. He said, “Labby baby, how are you doing? You are married aren’t you, what are you doing in D