Evol Lana Nude Novels & Stories

“Evita, can you take one last walk for us so that I can get a better look at the material?” Yolanda glared at Lucas who stared transfixed by the tanned and gorgeous Brazilian model who’d already taken three runway passes in front of Lucas wearing nothing but a skimpy black bikini.

Then, with a trembling voice, she asked, "And what do I look like to you?" Jan looked at her, his gaze taking in every detail of her face and body. Luana, the fifth daughter of the Moon Goddess, was a vision of celestial beauty. Her long, wavy hair shimmered with a silver hue under the moonlight, cascading over her shoulders and framing her face in a soft and delicate manner. Her eyes, large and expressive, were of a deep and mysterious blue that resembled the ocean on a calm night, full of wisdom and serenity that belied her young age.

Lyne is not a kid and he is sure she knows exactly what she is talking about. "Wow! So deep in thought, you didn't know when I came in." He heard Luana call just as she showed up above him. He sat up on the edge of the bed with Luana sitting beside him. She looked and smelled fresh like she had just taken a shower and she was wearing a flimsy white tennis skirt and cropped white jacket that left her tummy bare and gave out the upper part of her cleavage. She let down her brown wavy hair curving her round face. She looked quite good but he had a lot on his mind to be admiring someone's sense of fashion.

I chuckled Lancer is a co-model and like me, he does runway, pageant and brand modeling. Today, we’re scheduled to do the latter as we both got a contract from this prestigious brand and we’re going to promote one of their newest body wash products so, I was already expecting for an intimate photoshoot in a bathtub. Lancer is a muscular man with shoulder length blonde hair and electric blue eyes. His features are definitely insane but looks can be deceiving anyway. He may look manlier than any man you can encounter but trust me, deep inside he’s the sluttiest bitch alive.

One of them retorted. What sort of people did Claire hire while I was away? "Do you know who the fuck I'm?" "The president?" Wait, maybe you are the first lady." The other mocked. I was starting to get pissed and so was Blue. They were humans so we couldn't harm them. "I'm the CEO of this company" I snarl. My nails digging into my palms in anger. I wanted to swipe at them. Teach them a fucking lesson. "Not looking like that" the black haired one scoffed. I admit I wasn't looking my best. I

"Uh, you look absolutely gorgeous today." Coreen beamed right back at them. "Thanks. I need some tanning lotion. I trust you've got the best?" "Sure thing!" another shot back, all excited. "We have everything here—top-tier products for your skin." "You have such a perfect complexion," the first sales lady babbled on. "It's so rare to see someone like yourself with naturally glowing skin. Anything we suggest will look fabulous on you." Coreen soaked the praise in. "I never get tired of hearing it. I'm sure you'll have the perfect suggestion."

“What is your name?” “Elira. I work in the laundry sheds. If your back aches or you need softer linens, extra wraps for colder weather, just send for me. I’ll make them with the gentlest fabrics. I can scent them with lavender too—if the kitchen smells start bothering you.” “Thank you, Elira. That means more than you know. The lavender especially—I’ve been struggling with some scents lately.” She touched my arm lightly. “You keep walking tall, Luna. Even when it gets heavy. We are all behind you.” She gave one last smile and slipped back into the crowd.

I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding as Evie and I got out of the car, and I have no idea why. “You, okay, Natie?” ‘Of course, she heard me.’ I turned to look at her, and she gave me a warm smile. I nodded and started walking alongside her. “By the way, Natie, you look hot!” Evie exclaimed. She did, too, with her sexy self. Evie was a beauty. She had medium-chocolate wavy hair, light-brown eyes with long, thick eyelashes, and pink, pillowy lips. Her beautiful light medium skin was always glowing, and those long sexy legs made her look slim. She was 5’7, only a few inches taller than me.

It took two years of groveling and 1 more of begging for Antonio to finally agree to let her attend. The two women made their way to their shared room and changed. Alana wore a short flowy dress with long sleeves and a pair of leggings underneath. She paired her clothes with a pair of converse and tied her hair up in a bun. Eva felt the textures of her clothing with her hands and picked out an outfit. All of her clothes were in blacks, greys, whites, and nude colors to help match them. Thanks to Alana, Eva never left the house dressed in a crazy way.