Evol Lana Nude Novels & Stories

The type of strength required to defend yourself from an attacking predator. Her hair was cropped, and sat around her face in a halo of choppy, platinum blonde locks. And her eyes, when they were open, were impossibly blue. But my favourite feature on my little mate, was by far her rosy-pink lips. After hours of tossing and turning, Sienna had finally drifted into a deep sleep at around 2 am. The deep furrow lines around her eyes and forehead, smoothing out until she seemed completely relaxed. Her pink lips forming a small pout that begged for me to kiss her. But I resisted temptation.

“Yes, I can't wait.” Analina took a shower, dried off then went into her closet to choose an outfit for today. she chose a lavender button-up crop top with short sleeves, a pair of white shorts and white high heel sandals. She did her hair up in a high ponytail and curled the tousles that hung loose to the sides of her face. Also, she lightly coated her face with lavender eye shadow and pink blush, did cat-eyes with eyeliner, then put on her mascara. After she headed for her laptop to check her e-mail, then headed downstairs to meet everyone for breakfast.

A battlefield in silk and glass. Beside me, Lana shifted. Her fingers curled into her lap, betraying a sliver of nerves beneath the surface of her calm. The scent of her perfume clung to the heat between us—jasmine, threaded with something darker. Wicked. Addictive. She was radiant. Dangerous.

“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.

There was a slight hint of accent in her voice. Elena pulled out her phone, showing me a captivating mermaid-style masterpiece gracing the mannequin. Adorned with exquisite lace, it boasted a strapless design, adorned with a sweetheart neckline that caressed the shoulders. The back showcased a delicately arranged procession of pearly buttons, evoking a sense of elegance and allure. Its sheer simplicity rendered me spellbound, leaving me utterly unable to divert my gaze. “We have many other styles as well,” Lana said, incorrectly interpreting my speechlessness. “Is there anything specific that you’d—”

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

“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.