Eritica Books Novelas e Histórias

She had been sitting in The Tasty Place dinner, tucked in a corner with her head in a book- a novel I had suspected. One of those typical, Pride and Prejudice novels, or whatever the name was that women loved. It didn’t turn me on or off. She had glanced up from her book, not at me but past me. And it had felt like she saw right through me; it blew me away. Her eyes were like emerald green shimmering in the light, the type of eyes you didn’t see an Asian woman with very often. Contacts, I had thought, but that’s the first thing she clarified when I asserted myself and tried to speak to her.

"Your wife becoming your sex slave, do you expect this to become permanent or is this a temporary thing?" "I doubt it will become permanent. She likes to read erotic books and I offered to allow her to experience the things she reads about in her books for three weeks to see if the reality was similar to her imagination." "What kinds of books?" "Reverse harem, women captured and sold as slaves, that kind of thing." "She's aroused by these?" "Yes, it's why I've offered her the experience."

Soon he will see more and more of her beautiful smile and hear more of her laughter. He thought of another interesting topic for them to talk about that evening. He brought a pack of books about mystical creatures. Ruby, enthusiastic about the reading asked Eric about the books he brought. They talked for hours about all the different species and mystical creatures. She was astonished by the amount of interesting creature she read through the books. In one of the book shows the drawing of the vermilion bird. She read through it and Eric, who saw that she was interested in it, was talking to her about the mystical creature.

“How dare you touch my Eriwan! How dare you try to take an advantage of my Eriwan after you mixed some stimulating drugs into his drink!” hissed Erito feeling greatly furious. Eriwan was still pretending that he’d been under the effect of the stimulating medicines. He was still lying on the floor and screaming out his similar sentences, “Erito… Come here, Erito… Come here please… Please touch me, Erito… I want you right now, Erito… I don’t wanna wait for so long, Erito…”

Erica since she liked her. Even though she got on her case a lot and she was snarky, she liked her personality. Settling some books on the shelf Erica reminds, “Be careful with those books. They’ll either kill you or well, what’s worse than death?” Erica joked with a smirk. Nodding Runa placed the books on the shelf and stopped when she saw a familiar book named, “Elvish.” “Do you speak Elvish?” Erica asked as she noticed how entranced Runa was with the book.

She smiled and ended 'I do sound it don't I? Julia rarely smiled, at least not at work, but when she did it lit up the entire room. 'A bit,' I conceded, 'seriously though. Have you ever read any erotica?' 'No. I just don't like all that foul language.' 'Eroticism is in the mind,' I argued, 'you don't need bad language to be erotic but equally the language of love, however crude, is nearly always erotic to some. Look I've just finished reading a story that I think you'll like. Why don't you read that and then decide?'

Elise couldn’t put the manuscript down. With each page she flipped, she wanted to flip more. The amount of information and deep secrets she had read in just the two chapters she read were overwhelming. It went as wide as uncovering what they did as well as some important deals their company- EEE group of companies did. She closed and looked at the manuscript and thought about Ludo. Where did she get all the information? she asked herself. “Mom!” Erica called out to her

She felt like thanking him again for sharing such a special thing with her but refrained herself. "This is my kind of place", Erica comments, diverting the topic. She will work on Xavier's advise and try to ignore unnecessary negativities in her life as well as Xavier's. She stood up and walked around. The shelves weren't stacked with books. They weren't bound or anything, some looked tattered and yellowed. "Did you finish reading them?" she asked as she took out one thin book. She flipped open the page carefully. Her brows furrowed when she realised that none of the words was recognizable. They were not only written in another language but the book also consisted of different symbols.

“I booked this house for the week.” The stranger raised an eyebrow, still dripping, completely unbothered by his near-naked state. “Funny. So did I.” He walked over to the kitchen counter with easy confidence, water trailing behind him on the hardwood floor, and picked up his phone. After a few taps, he turned the screen toward her. Same booking confirmation. Same dates. Same beach house. Lila’s stomach dropped. “This has to be a mistake.” “Or the universe has a sense of humor,” he replied, that charming smile deepening. He extended a large hand. “I’m Kai. Kai Rivera.”

Dara says, pushing the door open and witnessing our little moment. "Dara you can come ——-" Ere says, but falls on deaf ears, as Dara scurries away, as if witnessing a sin. The click of the door shutting behind her echoes louder than it should, and suddenly, the room feels far too quiet. Ere exhales slowly, willing her pulse to calm, and quickly gathers the scattered papers on her desk. Her hands move faster than necessary, stacking documents, shifting files, anything to distract herself. But her fingers betray her, trembling faintly as she presses them against the cool surface of the desk.