Ff Kain Novels & Stories

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

“She’s the Rogues’ current booty call.” “Booty call or girlfriend?” “Sex toy,” said Kasey. “They don’t do relationships.” Keane was still staring at me as Sadie fawned over him, but now, a smirk played on his lips, sending a chill down my spine. “Assholes,” I muttered. “The whole lot of them.” Kasey nodded, drawing her jacket up further over her shoulders. If it wasn’t for the fire, we would have all frozen out by now.

“There is something I do need your help with.” This made her eyes immediately flutter open, and she stared at the Alpha with disbelief. Then, she smiled and said, “It is not every day I hear that the glorious Alpha Kieran needs my help. This is interesting. Speak up.” Kieran pretended to not notice the derision in her voice. He brought up, “The weapons you use are quite advanced and powerful. The pack is quite shorthanded and lacking when it comes to weapon.” “Ah, so you want to know where I get all my cool weapons from.” Serenity arched up one of eyebrows.

"It's because you haven't found any new servants." Ferdian sighed. "You think finding a waiter with a small fee is easy? Many have signed up after seeing the advertisements I posted on the internet, but on average they ask for a fee which I think is very highand I don't want to waste money on a waiter. " Thaka laughed. She knew that his brother was very stingy. But it cannot be denied that Thaka is the same as Ferdian. They are both stingy people. "And during the past year, we never paid Shin. Isn't that what you want to say?" said Thaka straight to the point of the conversation.

Jesse's breathing changed, seeing her down in her underwear. K was fully aware that Jesse's eyes were on her. "Keep it in your pants," she warned and looked at him over her shoulder, winking at him playfully. She pulled out a blue dress from the clothes hanger and slipped it on. It was a button down, cotton dress that was cut a little low on the neckline. Jesse could see the burst of cute little freckles on her chest. They were somewhat more visible under the yellow incandescent bulbs on K's bedroom. Her dress clung perfectly on her curves, and the hemline was a few inches above her knee. She looked so pretty.

he asked me. Stanley’s POV Since, my contact with Kate I have been trying to put two and two together, I discovered that her parents might not be as simple as everyone think. Moreover, from a psychological point of view I think she suffered from PTSD. “Her dad is a Syrian American and her mom is a Belgian. They died when she was eight years old. Her full name is Kate Zainab Omar.” Emma’s POV “Wow! I don’t even that much” I said with excitement. “Why does that name Zainab sounds so familiar?” I asked Stanley.

───────────────────────── RECAP xxx Chapter 32 – Tailored Slacks Kain prepares for Jade’s arrival, letting precision and control define every movement. Mario presents him with his outfit like armor: black shirt, tailored slacks, and a synced watch. A man ready to perform, ready for battle, ready for her. Tension cracks through humor as Kain teases Mario about his stepmother, showing his dangerous charm and obsession with control.

She gestured me to come near her while I got alarmed thinking this crazy girl can do anything. "I don't bite" she rolled her eyes while I got a little closer. "F for Fucking," she whispered. My eyes widened while my jaws dropped to the ground. Getting a little further she smirked," So KFC stands for Kiaan Fucking Chauhan." "Simran Kashyap, I won't spare you," I yelled while she poked her tongue out and ran away giggling. You just messed with the wrong person again Miss Kashyap and trust me I am the beast of the 5 aces and this beast will not sit back without teaching you a lesson.

Combs and scissors seem to be afraid like fire . Looking down at her from his good six feet, he flicks his lighter and brings the flame closer. Keith stares into his long black eyes with thick lashes for a few seconds, then dips the tip of his cigarette into the orange flame. He doesn't look away. In the light of a street lamp, the guy seems swarthy like a Greek. Plump lips, neat round nose. The slit of the eyes, the outline of the cheekbones, the golden hue of the skin ... Keith is willing to bet that at least half of his blood is soaked in the sun of the tropics. Polynesia? May be.

He should get the blame for this, since he gave it to me. “Kael was kind enough to share some information with me,” I say nervously, feeling heat rise to my cheeks, and a sweat begin to form above my brow. “I found things out that I didn’t know before.” If Kael wanted to intervene and tell me to stop, he could have. But he didn’t he let me speak, which could have changed my mind on what I was about to say, but didn't. “Kael has a freckle on his left cheek. It’s so faint, you can’t notice it without looking very close. I don’t think there are many here who realised that. Like I said, you have to get very close,” I say simply.