Gliss Tinkerbell Novels & Stories

I just used a powder all over my face and pinkish make up since my skin is white and light make ups only suits me so that I decided to use this type only. My lips is the only red from all of my make up to fit for the color of my silky dress too. My wavy hair is also defined and I am just believing that it really suits me right now. I continued going down to check if Mr. Woods is already there. "Miss," Talla called before I continued in the stairs because she is waiting outside. "You are so beautiful. Your boss is already waiting down there." She added and I slowly cracked a smile for her. "Thanks, Talla. " It boosted my confidence.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I was sure Griff was giving Glinda silent signals to giddy up, but she was my special friend, not his. And there was no way she would abandon me inside a creepy tunnel. I mounted again, this time, keeping my hands on my thighs. He shot me a filthy glance. “Too proud to hold onto me?” “Actually,” I said with a yawn. “I think I can do better.” Ignoring his low growl, I got Glinda to continue up the gentle slope. She broke into a gentle run that became faster and faster and faster, as though the ground had turned into a travelator and was propelling her forward by magic.

Different tube of crystals sticks everywhere and those fireflies- Oh, fairies? They were tiny that I thought they were fireflies... When one of those tiny creatures may be said "hi" to her when it plays in front of her face, she realized they were fairies. How cute omg! Tinker Bell is real! She danced with them while they fly around her body as if they wanted to lift her. "Aww! This is so fun! Maybe you guys need more pixie dust to make me float," she talks to them pretending she can understand what they're doing.

"Ah! You have such a loud voice. Oh my, pitiful ears! Glinda rubs her ears exaggeratedly. Seeing this, Mark's blood boils even more. When he opens his mouth to say more, he finds that he cannot make any sound. He doesn't need to think here who the culprit is. He immediately shoots an angry look at her. "Sigh! Young people these days. No patience at all. I thought we could have a peaceful conversation. But…!" Suddenly Mark gets a bad feeling in his heart. Glinda, understanding his inner thought, gives him an eerie smile. " Since you don't want to listen, then I have left no choice. I hope you will enjoy my small gift." She winks at him, gives him a mysterious smile, and disappears into thin a

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The air around them seemed to ripple, and the hum grew louder, reverberating through the ground. “There,” Vivienne said, pointing to a point just beyond the glade. A faint shimmer hung in the air, barely visible but unmistakably unnatural. “That’s the fracture,” Callan confirmed. “It’s still forming, but it’s unstable. We must act quickly.” The group approached the shimmer cautiously, the key’s light growing stronger with every step. As they drew closer, the shimmer began to solidify, its edges pulsing with a strange, otherworldly rhythm. The energy it emitted was overwhelming, a chaotic mix of heat and cold that made Emma’s skin prickle.

she says, grinning again. My mouth opens with more questions, the desperate need to also know about her. But she quickly puckers her lips and blows me a kiss, as literal glitter and cold air fly at my face. I close my eyes and once again feel the pull of the teleportation. ~Two Hours Later~

Oh fuck I'm watching a BDSM show with two girls "Come sit," the pencil skirt says to Lilly. Lilly complies and takes a seat on the chair. Pencil skirt picks up a whip thing from the table the girls wheeled in. Pencil skirt takes the whip thing and drags it on Lilly's thigh then in between her legs and she caresses her nipples with it When I get home I need to g****e what the hell that whip thing is "Calm your breathing, Bella," Clyde says grabbing my thigh and I bite my lip muffling my moan

The door of the bathroom flew open, what I first saw was a white skin, fragile white legs on a pair of slippers. I looked up and found a towel wrapped about the body from the waist to the two knees. I was sure this mustn't be a lady because a lady would definitely not wrap a towel from her waist but instead from her chest. Then my eyes moved slowly upwards, I saw... packs...six packs...well set and arranged. I saw a muscular body, then I lifted my eyes up...I saw... a pretty man. His dark oily hair fell slightly on his forehead giving him the cute appearance of a young high school boy. His sideburns and flirting eyelashes with light but tiny pink lips can make any lady crawl into his bed wit

I whispered when I couldn't take it anymore. The torture was too much. He pulled away, looking into my eyes, a devilish smirk appeared on his face, making my heart tickle for some reason. He brushed his knuckles against my jawline, forcing me to arch my back. He didn't waste his time. One of his hands slipped under my dress, making me tremble. “Please, what? Do you want something from your husband, Tinkerbell?” He whispered seductively in my ear and pushed his hand further up.